Haltom City Wipe-out by Duncan Stewart
The 18th annual Haltom
Stampede 5K and 10K were run today, February 14, 2004 – Valentines Day. It’s one of my favorite races because it’s
well organized, the shirts are nice, and the buffalo trophies are pretty cool. Of course, other people like them, too, so
the race usually has good competition.
Well, Mother Nature decided to add a little something to the mix today –
namely, 4 inches of snow! The drive
there required very careful attention, as it was snowing and slippery, and
several vehicles went off the road. The
road conditions in Haltom City were a mess of snow, slush and water. The weather conditions didn’t faze the
hard-core runners, though, as several of my competitors were there, including
fellow Strider Lee Rebodos.
The mayor fired the starter’s pistol
for the 5K and off we went! It was
quite a bit more chaotic than usual because everyone was trying to run in the
relatively clear tire tracks. Slush was
splashing all over the place, and elbows were being traded. During the jockeying that accompanies the
first mile, I had just passed two guys and had my sights set on the 2nd
master, when I went around a corner and wiped out, landing very solidly on my
right knee. Ow. No, make that OW! I also went splashing
down into a pile of slush and completely soaked my gloves and tights. As I struggled up after a brief moment, one
of the guys I passed asked if I was alright (that was a nice gesture!) I grunted something, then started to run
again, slowly. Something didn’t feel
quite right, but this was a race and I didn’t want to drop out. I soldiered on the finish, eventually
passing both those two guys again (one kicked past me in the last 100 meters –
darn!), but wasn’t able to catch the other masters runner. I staggered to my truck, cranked up the
heater, and held my frozen fingers and toes to the vent. I felt faint, dizzy, and in pain. What – the 10K starts in 15 minutes?! Fortunately I had brought an extra pair of
shoes, socks and gloves, so I put these on, guzzled some sports drink and
trudged up to the start. Ugh.
Too soon for my taste, the 10K gun went
off. One of the masters guys who beat
me in the 5K was also running the 10K, as well as two other masters runners who
had skipped the 1st race. I
was much more careful going
around the corners in this race, and did not have any more mishaps. I didn’t beat the “fresh” masters, but as a
moral victory, I obliterated the “double up” guy. My times for both races were slow, slow, slow. It was an experience I will remember for a
long time, as at times the driving snow was so intense I could barely see. Maybe permanently, if the road rash on my
knee leaves a scar! Lee also ran both
races and took home two buffaloes, but hurt his foot in the process. I think he might have been the target of some
snowballs, too! There were quite a few
folks out making snowmen and enjoying a rare Texas snowstorm. Lee still toughed it out on a very
challenging day. I was impressed!