What do you do when a race is passing by your driveway? You get out there and cheer. And we did for the 300ish runners that passed by our house. Extra coffee was brewed, hot biscuits were baked and donut holes were purchased. All of this was for us, the spectators. We had to keep our energy up for all that cheering. And drumming. Yes, we had a snare drum going at 6:45 a.m. Sorry neighbors, but you did get that extra hour of sleep from the time change. And this race only happens once a year. So deal.
As for the runners, in addition to cheers and a cadence, we had water (until we ran out of cups) and gummy bears. You've never seen an adult get so excited about gummy bears until you've met them with a plateful at mile 5.
The runners loved having a cheering section. Really, who doesn't loved to be the object of a good old-fashioned cheer? Go! Go! Go! You Rock!
We were joined by a few friends and our little group was the only set of spectators on our street. I hope next year there will be more. Maybe some of my neighbors could be challenged to make more noise than we do. Bring it on!
Don't tell my neighbors, but I already have plans for next year's race. Assuming the route stays the same and we are still mile 5 (crossing my fingers), we will be blaring from large speakers Bon Jovi's "Livin' on a Prayer" in a repetitive loop. Why you ask? So we can all scring (that's scream and sing combined) these lyrics:
Woooaah we're halfway there...wooooahIt's gonna be awesome. It would only be better if I am actually running next year's race past said mile 5 and my personal cheering section is doing all of this for me.
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
wooooaah...Livin' on a prayer
I'm not even half-way there yet in my running, but all it takes to get there is a little motivation, some Bon Jovi on the mp3 player and a little prayer can't hurt.