Before I left the house on Saturday morning, aside from stretching and eating breakfast, I took River for a run. We ran a short mile. I kept it short because I needed to get on the road. I had a 5K race at 0900.
The race was really a nice run. Over half of it was off road. There was a good crowd even if the weather was a little sketchy.
Interestingly, the collection of subsets of runners on this Saturday is becoming more defined by my observations. I’ve been noticing this evolution of the running collective over years. It breaks down something like this:
There’s the young crowd of local track team members. Then, there are women and more mature men. By mature men, I mean the population of men over 50.
Here’s the thing about this group of runners at the 5K, some male age groups were totally unrepresented. There were no male runners from 19 years old to 24 years old. There were two male runners between the ages of 25 and 29 and zero male runners between 30 and 34. The age groups didn’t get populated for men until the 45 years old group. From 45 years old to 75 years old the grey haired male runners were abundant. Not only were there plenty of mature male runners those in attendance were fast. The second fastest time of the day came from the 70 – 75 year old male group with the old fellow pacing out sub-7 minute miles.
After the race when I read the times I wanted to meet the 70+ year old man that ran sub-7 minute miles. So did another runner or two and we searched for him looking for his bib number. We didn’t find him. Obviously, he’d won and headed home, back to Snellville. We all assumed he ran home.
I won my age group and did well overall. I’d noticed the medals and wanted one so I stayed for the award ceremony. Sometimes I see the award medal decide it isn’t worth the wait then head home skipping the award ceremony. But, this medal was clearly unique and a fair amount of thought had gone into its design. I wanted it so I waited.
The wait wasn’t long – they started with the higher age groups and I’m in the third from the oldest group for this race. When they called my name I walked to the awards area. They’d handed the 2ndand 3rdplace finishers the cool looking medal each with a bronze or silver finish. I received a water bottle!
To be fair, it is a nice metal water bottle. I’m sure it cost more that the medal. The water bottle has nothing on it to represent the race. It’s a water bottle with a local middle school logo – the school whose grounds were used to host the race. I am disappointed. If I’d known, I’d had held back for second.
What I do know is there seemed to be percentage-wise few young adult males in this race. When I first began running, then racing, the male population was by far the largest percentage of a race. Not too long ago at major marathon the women, for the first time in that race’s history, outnumbered the male runners. Since then, not knowing the exact count, I think the races I’ve entered have been at least even based to gender and if anything the higher number of runners appearing to be female. Certainly, in this 5K the female population was greater in number than the male population.