Yesterday, for the first time in my 12-year history of running, I was the female overall winner of a race.
Yes, I ran the race in my hot dog costume. (There was also a costume award–which I wasn’t eligible for after winning the other prize–and I wanted to make sure I won something. I wanted one of these commemorative plates!)
And the race wasn’t only about fast running. It was also about fast eating. (Which I learned I’m actually pretty terrible at.)
The race was the Dine & Dash Burgers & Trail Race in Hamburg, Pennsylvania. It’s part of the town’s annual hamburger festival. How it works is: You eat a burger, then run a mile, then eat another burger, then run another mile. When I told my coach I was doing this, she said, “Sounds miserable.” I often run shortly after eating eggs and toast, so I wasn’t too worried about stomach problems.
What I should have been worried about, though, and what I should have trained better for, was the speed-eating portion.
There were 32 people in the race, and I was the second to last person to finish the first burger. Second! To! Last!
Luckily, I was able to quickly gain some ground on the first run segment, despite my hot dog costume, which was not terribly breathable or aerodynamic.
My second burger went down a bit more smoothly despite the fact that it was at least 25% larger than the first one. I learned that you need to use the water to wash down hunks of burger that may not be as chewed as you’d like them to be. And then, I was given some beads (how they tell at the finish that you completed your second burger) and was headed back home.
My time of 19:52.6 was good enough for first female. (No idea how that breaks down in terms of burger-eating time versus running time.) But, I will admit that it was not good enough to beat Paul, who totally smoked me at this race.
This was a fun little race that I wouldn’t be opposed to doing again. For $25, I got two burgers, a sweet T-shirt (see below), and an awesome plate that I will be displaying proudly in my office (see below the below). And, I learned that my hot dog costume isn’t so restrictive that I can’t run freely in it, but that I should probably save it for cold-weather races.
For more photos, see the event sponsor’s Facebook page.