Wednesday, May 6, 2009

My First Medal in Iraq. . .is for a 5K Race

Each Wednesday, beginning just last Wednesday, The House of Pain gym (no kidding) on our base sponsors a 5K with medals and prizes. This morning a half-dozen soldiers from Echo Company signed up for the race. The prizes were given out by random drawing before the race, the medals were awarded by age group--but only finishers are allowed to collect prizes so the pizza and t-shirt winners did not get their prizes until the race was over. I got medal for being first place in what the announcer called the "51 to Infinity group." Full disclosure rules (that I just made up) require me to say at this point that I was the only entrant in the 51 to Infinity group, but they awarded me the medal anyway.

Even with a time of 26:13, I was ahead of some younger people. Although I was so far behind the race winner, I had almost a mile to go when he finished. First place was a lieutenant who finished in 17 minutes and 40 seconds. There was also a 45-year-old sergeant who came in at 19:33 to win his age group.

3 comments:

  1. The Thunder Run has linked to this post in the blog post From the Front: 05/06/2009 News and Personal dispatches from the front and the home front.

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  2. That's hysterical! Congratulations, Sarge. It's a little strange that they distribute the prizes beforehand, though I suppose if I knew I had a prize waiting for me I'd be sure to finish the race. It would have to be a pretty good prize to inspire me to run 5K in any time close to 20 minutes in a place where it's 95 degrees, but all the more reson you deserve a medal. :-)

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  3. Hi: Congratulations. Before I fell apart I had the most fun running as an older runner. I always placed and my distance was 10K. If I had been younger I would never have stood a chance but at 45+ it was great. Now at 60 the back and hips won't let me do it. I love following your adventures. Take care. lorraine

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