There was this moment after the Dogfish Dash where I was enjoying a post-race Namaste. My friend Rick told me he needed to apologize. I was confused.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I ever said that I wasn’t sure I could do this race.”
It wasn’t the greatest timing for either of us to be in Milton, Delaware this weekend. We both had some reservations.
Rick is getting married in less than two weeks, and my wife is 9 months pregnant. Rick has pre-wedding duties to attend to and my wife could have gone into labor while I was 900 miles away.
We both shirked some major domestic responsibilities for this opportunity. I think both of us would do the same thing in a heartbeat.
I’ve never experience a race like the Dogfish Dash, and it reminded me very much of the New Belgium Tour de Fat. Both events give back to local environmental causes, aggressively compost and recycle to make for a near-zero-waste event, feature inspired and over-the-top participant costumes and have great live music.
And of course, both events have no shortage of phenomenal beer.
My training hasn’t been great this summer and I’m ending my running streak in less than a week. But I tried to put that all out of my mind as I toed the line and Sam gave us a pre-race pep talk.
“The sun is shining down on us today,” he said.
The road race course was scenic and mostly flat with some deceptively tough hills thrown in. I kept a pretty steady pace and finished with just enough of a kick to finish 1st in my age group. My goal was to run in the mid-18s, and my official time was 18:32. I scored a bottle opener for a medal, which is perfect for the Burton Baton and 60 Minute IPA I brought home.
I ran the 5K, but there was also a 10K. Fellow beer runner Jeff Powers easily defended his title from last year and took another minute off his time for good measure, finishing just over 32 minutes. As he sprinted to the finish, a 5K finishers yelled to him, “You must really want to get to the beer tent!”
During my all-too-brief time in Delaware, I was also able to fit in a brewery tour, saw the original Dogfish digs in Rehoboth Beach, met others from the beer runner community like Lee, and most importantly, my wife didn’t go into labor. Mission accomplished.
Thank you to Dogfish Head, DRAFT and all the volunteers who made the excellent event happen. You made 2,000 beer runners very, very happy.
PS Just five more days until the end of the streak. If you’re near Milwaukee, hope to see you Thursday.