Ran my first race since December this a.m. -- the Great Falls 5K in Great Falls Park on the Virginia side -- on the most pleasant July 4 morning that I can remember in 15 years living in DC. July 4 races always seem to be small local affairs and this was no different. We ran two laps of towpath-like dirt trail, starting and finishing on a lawn near the third falls overlook.
The start-line scrum was populated with single-digit-age kids sprinting until their lungs gave out; a number of speedy high-school cross-country types, and the usual population of 5-10 local hard-men and -women jockeying for that shot at the occasional race win.
Things spread out quickly; in lap 2 I passed two quick young-uns, one of whom held on to give chase in the finishing chute, but I couldn't close on the guy wearing triathlon gear. (Why do people wear triathlon suits when running, anyway?) It appears I squeaked into the top 10. 19:11-ish. And loads of fun.