Yes, there is an organized race in Paradise, Pennsylvania.
I drove my cousins to Paradise Saturday morning to take park in the 3rd Annual Paradise Park - Joe Heyer 5K Run/ 2 Mile Walk. I was deep in Amish Country by the time I found Paradise. This version of paradise didn't have shirtless muscled men dancing to Madonna. This Paradise had endless farms, horse and buggy rides, Wal-Mart fashion, and people in desperate need of dermatology and dental work.
The filed of 79 runners featured some diamonds in the rough. Even during the warm-up, I noticed some serious runners. I spotted a guy who ended up winning the 5k race in 16 minutes. There was a 13 year-old boy who passed me after a mile and kicked by butt. There was Hutch Strees, an accomplished local triathlete whom I conversed with at the end of the race. Hutch ran an even 6 minute mile so he finished 3 minutes before I did.
I came in around 21:30, good for 22nd place out of 79th runners. I would have won third place in M30-39 division if I could hold my Clean Air 5k pace.
And there were Santa Claus, who finished dead last, 79th out of 79th. He got the most cheers from a handful of people still hung around well after the elite athletes did another 5k lap. I shouted "Merry Chirstmas!" and my cousins followed suit. Santa posed for photos with my family.
Labels: 5k, family, running