Jingle All The Way 8K

Even if the sky is gloomy, running the Jingle All the Way 8K will totally put you in the holiday mood!

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I hopped on the Metro and rode to Federal Triangle. The finish line was right there, and I like to think I crossed it first. Then I headed over to Au Bon Pain, which was the designated meet up spot for most of our team of reindeer.

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Renee, Ray, and Jordon arrived and picked up their antlers…

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and then Sharlene joined us and we headed out to the starting line to find everyone else.

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Once we arrived, we found Marie, Gina, Bret and two of Gina’s friends.

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The most interesting things about the Jingle All the Way 8K is the scenery.

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And by scenery I mean our nation’s capital and the costumes. Mostly the costumes.

 

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As soon as the race started we were lapped by Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Some of my other favories were the Santa that juggled, a man in his Christmas jammies (complete with very large reindeer slippers), the North Star, elves, reindeer, and bunnies (if you’ve seen A Christmas Story, that totally makes sense).

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We walked up Pennsylvania Avenue, around the Capital building, behind a few Smithsonians, and then ended the race back on Pennsylvania Avenue at Freedom Plaza.

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The race was 8Ks altogether and I really started to feel it by the last couple of Ks.

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By the time we finished the snacks were gone, along with most of the runners, but what’s really important was that we finished. And not even dead last!

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We hopped in Bret’s car and headed over to the Madhatter to enjoy a celebratory brunch.

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My friend Louisa joined us. She had raced as well, but she’s fast, she’s like a blur and after she passed us in the race
we never saw her again!

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Although there was a long (and by long I mean REALLY LONG) wait for a table, the staff kept the bottomless mimosas coming. By the time we did score a table, I didn’t even feel the pain!

A ride home from Louisa and a long nap on my couch were the perfect way to sober up and recover from the race! And I still have time to start Googling the next one…

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About isherri

I'm the Director of Consultative Services at big time education publisher and a half hippy, half clown, latte sipping, brunch munching, MINI driving, rabid social media enthusiast.
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