9th Annual Liz Hurley Ribbon Run

Saturday was one of my favorite events of the fall season, the Liz Hurley Ribbon Run. This was the fourth year I participated in the event and as in years passed it was an enjoyable time.

The women’s race started at 9:00 a.m. and I left the house around 8:30 and parked in a neighborhood across the street from the back of Huntsville Middle School which is where the race started and ended. As is always the case, there were thousands of people milling about. The registration ended at 6,000 runners and I have no doubt that number was reached.

A month or so ago I had asked Jackie if she wanted to get pink tutus to wear at the race and so I found a lady on Etsy who agreed to make them for us. The lady emailed us when they were ready and I was so excited to wear it for the race. Jackie ended up not doing the race the year but I went ahead and wore mine anyway because you know I never miss an opportunity to make a fool of myself. I was not the only one in a tutu though; there were lots of gals wearing them and even one man! Before the race started, I ran into a friend I had not seen in a long while and I asked her to take a picture of me in my tutu.

The race started at 9:03 and we were off. There are a lot of people who walk this 5K and I was one of them. The women’s race is actually more casual than most of the races in town and a lot of husbands walk with their wives and people bring their dogs along as well. I think it would probably be best if they did a competitive 5K at the early time and then a 5K walk at the 9:00 a.m. time, but no one asked me.

There were lots of spectators along the way cheering us on and of course, lots and lots of pink. One house had a plethora of pink balloons staked in the yard which I though looked really cool. Since I don’t own a fanny pack and didn’t have anyone waiting on me, I had to carry my phone and keys in my hands and so I took a couple of pictures along the way.

I finished in less than an hour and immediately sought out the pizza table because at that point I was exceptionally hungry. I grabbed a piece of pizza and a water and was on my way back to the car. On my way back a girls stopped and asked me if she could take a picture of me in my tutu and I agreed. Who knows, it may be posted on someone else’s blog. There wasn’t much pomp and circumstance for me this year since I did it alone, but it was still fun nonetheless. I look forward to doing it again next year!