It rained all night Friday night, but by race start it had stopped. How does this happen so often! Race start temperature was 35F and the winds a chilling 20MPH from the NW and gusting to 35MPH. Ouch! Fortunately much of the course was through sheltered neighborhoods with large trees, or along the Red River.
I tried to start
slowly. Honest it felt like I was
crawling, but still my first two miles were my
fastest--seems like I could learn after 67 marathons. I made it through in
3:07 and none of my miles went over 8 minutes. I made a friend, James Kennedy
from Fargo, who I ran 3/4's of the course with.
Fargo is Fargo. Quirky and unique. The folks from Fargo really talk like the folks in the movie. Uff DA!