This morning was the Third Annual Holladay Holiday 10 Miler -- an officially unofficial "race" and general excuse to run with a bunch of friends and have a good time. This morning we had about 35 runners, which I think is the most in race history. So what was there? Well, there were multiple costumes, some mildly inappropriate. There were people wearing random race numbers from other actual races. There was a cowbell start. There was a tricky course that was well-marked but required some detailed knowledge of the backroads and neighborhoods of Holladay. There was my buddy Sam, who graciously hosts the event and sets the tone for everything good about the event. There was Josh, Adam and Fritz -- three runners that could seriously hurt me if this were an actual race. There was much frolicking and, as Josh would say, "slap and tickle." There were many motorists inconvenienced by our merry bunch. There was the traditional kick to the finish line, running backwards. There was an awesome apres run spread at Sam's house. It was a good time. I hope we continue to grow this little tradition. | 