Today, my great friend, the Good Doctor, and I had a darn good time helping out Race Director/Promoter/Sponsor extraordinaire, Jim Hartnett at the Squiqqy Classic runs at Trout Creek.
Anytime you can help Jim out you really should. He's a wonderful guy, and he puts on fabulous races. Plus volunteering is a hoot! You get the race excitement without the sweaty clothes and muddy shoes!
I had a good time cheering on the runners as I handed them water. It's kind of hard to think of anything that doesn't sound dumb or condescending though. For the 5K our aid station was at 1.1 miles, shoot, they haven't even broken a sweat yet, so they should look great. As for the 15K, our station was at 7.3 miles. The leaders didn't want to hear from us, and the rest just wanted to be done. But we gave it a try. The Good Doctor is better at it than I am. She stuck to, "looking great" or "Way to go." I should have done the same.
I found out, "You're not almost there." While honest, isn't very motivating.
I found out, "You're doing great given your body type." While honest isn't very motivating.
I found out, I should probably just be in charge of filling up the cups and keep my yap shut!
Still, I had fun.