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Peachtree Road Race Report

posted by Chris Barber

I normally don’t do race recaps like a lot of other running blogs do because I think it’s boring.  I’d rather use this blog for news and information about running with a mild amount of entertainment, but you’re in luck, this race recap is about me, so it’s going to be straight entertainment.   I’m so interesting.  I have a website.


You didn’t know?  Shirtless running is so hot right now.  At any rate, I have run the Peachtree Road Race about 8 times.  As you may know, about two months ago I developed Patellar Tendonitis, or Jumper’s Knee.  Since then I haven’t been 100%, only running about 4 days a week and have not been able to run more than 5.5 miles without stopping because of the pain.  Prior to my injury I had set a goal to run the Peachtree Road Race in under 36 minutes but with my lack of training I decided to push that goal back to a race finish under 40 minutes, but would also be fine with under 42 to remain in the sub-seeded group for next year.

I started off the morning early at 5:15.  I showered because I didn’t want to have bed-head in the race photos.  I ate 3 bags of oatmeal for my pre-race breakfast.  I went and parked my car near the finish line, about a mile from my house, and then walked across the park about 1.5 miles to the closest subway.  Once I got to the start line I drank some water, waited 20 minutes to use the restroom, and ate a powerbar and some jelly beans.  All very interesting things huh?  I got to my sub-seeded corral which had plenty of room with racers sitting on the ground and stretching.  Standing would take some energy out of me so I sat down and started to do some stretching.  As I moved my legs in different positions I rubbed something from the bottom of my shoe on to the back of my leg.  It looked like dirt but didn’t have the same consistency.  I smelled it and realized I just rubbed dog poop all over my legs.  I tried to rub it out but that just made my hands smell of dog poop too.  Great.  I couldn’t really do anything about it so close to race time so I stood up and waited to start the race.  At five minutes prior to the start everyone was lined up close together near the start line and waiting for the gun.  I looked down to see if my shoes were tied, my IT bands were tight, and my race chip was secured and saw a puddle moving toward my foot.  I turned around to find the source of the liquid and saw it coming out of the guy behind me shorts.  I thought, ‘He must have had a water bottle burst in his pants pocket or something.’  I turned around and looked again and the man awkwardly moved back away from me a couple of steps.  He was urinating in his pants alright.  I thought to myself, ‘Unless you are going to win this race, it’s not that serious man.’  With no other options, I adjusted out of the yellow stream and waited for the start of the race with my legs covered in feces and my shoes covered in urine.  I was ready to run this race!


I ran the first 3 miles in a sub 6:00 pace.  I was on track to break 36, but I knew that the first 3 miles were down hill and usually pretty quick.  I even told myself to slow down a bit at about 2.4 miles.  I never tell myself to slow down.  The day prior I had done a ground recon of the course, so I knew what to expect as far as hills.  I figured if I could hold on and do the next 3 miles at a 7:00 minute mile pace I would still break 40.  But that didn’t happen.  I pushed myself hard up the hills, put everything out of my mind other than finishing this race strong.  I was breathing harder than everyone else around me at the beginning of the race but still keeping pace.  In the second half I was passing people, charging up the hills.  I didn’t look at my Garmin 205 for the last 2 miles of the race.  I wanted to push myself, knowing just a general idea of the distance that was left.  I hadn’t been training and was running a mental race.  I ran a 38:25.  Well under my 40 minute goal.  I got 330th overall out of 50,000 so I’m still in the top 1% of all runners that I race against.  That is an overall goal that I strive to maintain.  When I get older or become a female I’ll adjust that standard.

I know that it was a mental race and not a physical race because my legs were very sore the next day and I usually never get sore.  This just goes to show you, running is 93% mental…or somewhere around there.


  1. tom says:

    All that info about the dog and the man behind you. That is cleary TMI…too much information.

  2. Chris Barber says:

    I’m sorry you feel that way Tom. Information is kind of what the Internet is all about though. Hopefully you can find the information you are looking for in our 800 trail run listings, 600 races listed, and 250 running shoe reviews. I’ll try to keep the bodily function information to a minimum. Thanks for reading!

  3. Tim Sullivan says:

    Tom sucks. Great recap and great race!