It's kind of a running joke, but whenever Trey and I are driving around Fort Worth, it's common for me to say hey -- I've ran over here before. I sound like a broken record because apparently I'm ALWAYS telling him that. When you've ran an ultra in the city, you cover a lot of miles, so yeah, chances are I've ran a good portion of the surrounding neighborhoods near the downtown area.
Last week, Trey and I drove a portion of the Cowtown Half Marathon Course. He wanted to see the bridge on main street everyone is always crying about. Most of the runners hate this particular part of the course because it's a long and steady uphill battle, right before you hit downtown. I believe this is main street and that historic building is the original courthouse.
Last year, I recall seeing a runner puking his brains out. His head was over the bridge and everything, it was quite dramatic. Yay, for running memories!
Once you reach the courthouse and take a right, you think you've reached the top of the hill, but NO, there's more. Just a little more of an uphill battle and then it evens out, with more gradual hills. At this point there is about 4 more miles to go to the half marathon finish line. It's about 22 more miles for the ultra marathoners. That was me, last year.
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