MadMayo Runners never miss an opportunity for a group photo: (from left) Royce, Jack, Iris, Tamara, Josh, Harvey, Dena, and Blair
The Greensboro Gobbler: MadMayo Represents!
In attendance on a chilly Thanksgiving morning, among 1,311 runners (in no particular order):
Royce Richardson
Tamara McLendon
Blair Harris
Iris Sutcliffe
Jack Plymale
Dena Harris
Harvey “Mad Dog” McLendon
Josh Sutcliffe
Dena was in a hurry to get back to the Tofurkey™ she had in the oven, so she placed FIRST AG (in her age group, for the laypeople). Congrats! Blair was right behind her, finishing his first 5K in speedy fashion because he’s well aware that there’s nothing worse than burnt Tofurkey™. Nothing.
Royce and Jack were so fast that the camera couldn’t catch them. Or they’re vampires. Wait—that’s with mirrors, not cameras, isn’t it?
Harvey put in a strong showing for his first-ever 5K, beating Tamara’s previous course PR by a full minute. Tamara, not to be outdone, took 8 minutes(!) off her aforementioned course PR, also making the 2009 Gobbler a 10-year PR. Two McLendons, two PRs. I guess when you get up at 4 a.m. every morning to go running in the woods, and then come back to knock back a bunch of raw eggs and pound on a side of meat for a few hours, you get faster. Getting faaast now!
Josh set a PSR (personal slow record)—his slowest barefoot 5K. “I’m training, not racing,” he told reporters in a huff. When asked if concerns about the, ahem, remains of the Dog Walk/Run prior to the race affected his performance, he curtly stated, “No comment. No more questions!” and stormed out of the press conference.
Iris spent her 5K extolling the virtues of Bollywood music for keeping a good running pace to anyone who would listen as she looped the course. Which is fitting in a roundabout sort of way, since the whole Thanksgiving thing is about pilgrims having a dinner with a group of individuals mistaken to be Indians a long time ago.
Hope everyone had a great, or at least non-argumentative—okay, how about noncombative—Thanksgiving!
Raw eggs and a side of meat? Have you been spying on us again?
Oh, and “Yay, Dena!”
The Onion called, they want their photoshop gimmick back.
Congrats to Harvey and Tamara! The only real disappointment of the day was that I was unable to lap Blair on the course. At least I have my goal for next year. Thanks to Royce for picking up and delivering my cool Gobbler mug – tofurkey waits for no man (or woman).
Yay, Dena, indeed! Josh could’ve placed if it weren’t for that dent over his eye messing with his aerodynamics.