Mimi didn’t plan to enter the Jacksonville Gate River Run–a 15K race that winds across 2 bridges, the downtown business district, Sports complex and residential neighborhoods.
I thought I was done competing and certainly wasn’t training. Currently my exercise consists of walking and attending yoga class.
But Judy, my former marathon buddy, was in town and asked me to join her. Seems her training ran amuck; so we agreed to take our time and simply finish the event.
Race morning surfaced foggy and overcast, perfect conditions to prevent overheating, something I struggled with in the past. Judy and I jogged across the starting line (to look good on the live broadcast) but then walked as fast as possible.
We astounded ourselves, keeping under a 15-minute-mile pace the entire 9.3 mile course. We talked our way through the route, amongst a crowd of 13,000 participants and honestly had fun. We still finished with a decent time. And we gloated.
The next morning, I groaned. I was struck down, not so much from sore muscles, but with the flu bug, the one that’s hitting everyone. I spent the day in bed, which other than feeling crummy, wasn’t too bad.
Yesterday I stepped into the fast lane, photographing the winning race car in the Rolex 24 Hours at Daytona. I even got to interview a legendary race car driver.
You see, Brumos, the local Jacksonville Porsche dealer, sponsors the Grand-Am race team.Their cars placed first and third in the big event. So, to celebrate the victory, the vehicles went on display. "It's like we won the Super Bowl," said salesman Bill Bianco. "The place has been buzzing with excitement."
I drove over and snapped the #58 Porsche along with all the surviving dents, dirt, bugs and winner's row confetti.I also interviewed legendary race car driver Hurley Haywood.
I didn't have to hunt very far to find red October. Last night, I decided to photograph the sunset and got lucky with sizzling, fiery orange hues.
This morning I awoke to a beaming full moon. I snatched the tripod, a cup of coffee and headed down to the dock to start capturing the light. Before I knew it, a red sun was rising. I kept shooting, still in my p.j’s, filling up the memory card.
Sometimes, the best place in the world is your own backyard.