The City to Surf is such an iconic Australian race that I guess it was just a matter of time before I had to run it. I had my trusty running partner, Cindy, to hold my hand and the camera and laugh and laugh...
The rumor mill had me scared witless. "It's hilly!", smug NewSouthWelsh folk warned me, "it will be warmer than Melbourne", more NSWelshy scare tactics, "the crowds are huge and you wont be able to get a good stride going", at last some truth!
It was hilly but hey, not that bad. It wasn't warm and in fact it rained. The crowd was HUGE and yes it made it hard to get a good stride but hey, it added to the drama, everyone was really polite despite the jostling; that impressed me.
The other thing that impressed me were the supportive crowds. Music along the way, cheering and colorful folk to wave at you when you grind your way passed. It is just what you need to keep you pleasantly distracted.
So next time I guess we aim to get closer to the front of the pack. Continue to enjoy the insanity and sing YMCA all over again.
This is us finishing - it was a great event! I don't suffer from Melbourne/Sydney rivalary (however Sydney confirmed itself as a culinary hole in the ground - AGAIN!).
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