(I know some of you are wondering why I'm eating energy gel for a 5K. I had a multipack with "05/07" stamped on them and don't see why I should keep them past their prime. And sucking down a GU has become a psychological signal to my body that it's time to run.)
We arrived safely at Minute Maid Park with all fluids in man and machine topped off and ready to go. I went straight to packet pickup, while Christy headed over to the race-day registration table. She's a definite non-runner who decided to take the plunge and try walking the 5K course. (Brave, brave Christy!)
Numbers pinned on ... chip on shoe ... it's "Go Time!" So much for my plan of arriving early and getting a gentle warmup jog....
While the starting pack was just breaking up, I struck up a conversation with a couple of other guys as we noticed a rather tall kid ahead, whose hips were seemingly at my chest level. From the angle I had, he resembled a younger version of Bill Walton, the former Blazers/Celtics center. His effortless strides were obviously making good use of the long legs. As he pulled away. I joked that, "he'll be able to lean across the finish line from the two-mile marker!" The rest of the first mile was rather uneventful, winding in a loop around a few downtown blocks. I walked through the first water stop, then picked up the pace again.

It was time to U-turn for the return to the stadium. Harrisburg Street runs under railroad tracks just east of downtown, and I yell out a "Yay gravity!" on the first half of the underpass. On the other side of the tracks I start struggling, and I'm passed by an older gentleman who turned to me and said, "The hills are tough, aren't they?" Yup. After emerging back to normal ground level, I gathered what was left of myself and started my final push. A few blocks later I reached the vehicle ramp that will lead me down into Minute Maid Park's left field where the race ends.
Finally, Go Astros (who are closer to racing for the division cellar instead of the pennant)!
Event: Astros Race for the Pennant 5K (26 May 2007)
Location: Minute Maid Park, Houston
Result: 29:13 (chip), 29:52 (gun), 29:17 (Garmin Forerunner 101)
Benefits: Astros in Action Foundation
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PostScript (31 May 2007): I was looking over the results from this race last night and updating my race results spreadsheet. (I hope I'm not the only geek who keeps something like that.) Now that I've got three Astros 5Ks under my belt, it was interesting to see how far things have evolved:
2005 -> ~46 minutes gun time. I was registered as a walker and not chipped. Outfitted in cheap cross-trainers and a cotton T-shirt.

2006 -> 32:42.9 chip time. I'm now a complete convert to tech fabric by now, with cheap, but serviceable dedicated running shoes on my feet. Pam Gardner (#1) is the Astros President of Business Operations. Yup, she's the head honcho that brought this event together. She finishes nearly three minutes ahead of me (#222)
2007 -> 29:12.8 chip time. Discovered a love for Saucony shoes in the past year. Pam Gardner finishes about 40 seconds ahead of me.
2008 -> Assuming that I'm doing this race again, one of my goals will be to beat Pam Gardner! Pam, next year you're mine!
One more note: My local running hero, Ino Cantu, finished this year's race 99th overall (out of nearly 1100 people) with a chip time of 21:15.4. Mr. Cantu is 73 years old. I hope to be still up and running at that age.
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