
I’m standing in the middle of the Delaware Park golf course staring at a red garbage truck parked under an elm tree. I had just walked the length of two par three fairways, holes 12 and 13, and then most of the par four 14, and I was lost.
Welcome to the 2009 JP Morgan Chase Corporate Challenge: 10,000 participants, 3.5 miles around Delaware Park; where half the fun’s just getting there!
Part One: Getting There
Traffic was supposed to be horrendous; 10,000 Corporate Challengers all going to Delaware Park at rush hour on Thursday with Thursday in the Square going on less than 5 miles away. Oh Gar! Luckily the Scajaqueda and the 190 were clear and I made it to Parkside Ave. from the 360 PSG Amherst headquarters in almost no time. I pulled up a side street and then down another. Most houses had “Do Not Stand” signs taped to garbage cans at the end of their driveways. Parking was scarce. Lucky for me, a Ford Focus was pulling out of a spot as I came to a stop sign. I swung my car around, parallel parked, and began my trek toward the park.
Call #1:
As I was leaving my car, I called Joel to ask him where he, Matt, and Ben were. He said, “You’ll see some tents set up, just start heading toward them.”
Unfortunately, when I reached the park it was a tent jungle, and I was looking for our small group of 360 PSG corporate challengers; one of the groups without a tent. It would be almost impossible to spot them.
I stopped short of the tents. Let’s try this again I thought.
Call #2:
“Where are you guys?” I had to ask Joel again.
He told me, “Somewhere in the middle.”
I tried to use a landmark to figure it out. “If I’m facing the wall of Porta Johns are you to the left or the right of that?”
“Kind of in the middle, in the back.”
“Okay, I’ll find you,” I said and hung up.
I was never going to find them.
All around me other corporate challengers were sending up hotdog flavored smoke signals to their coworkers, throwing Frisbees and footballs; I’m sifting through the crowd trying to pick out two guys wearing red shirts. News flash: Believe it or not, much to my chagrin, we don’t have a monopoly on the red t-shirt industry. Weird.
Under an elm tree to my left a bunch of red shirts were taking a group photo. My spirits were lifted momentarily while I considered the potential photo bombing opportunities that would surely arise in such a large crowd. I walked a little further until I could see the end of tent row.
This is ridiculous, I thought. Find a landmark.
I stopped “in the middle” behind the tent village and looked out into Delaware Park. That’s when I saw the red garbage truck parked in the grass under the shade of a huge elm. I called Joel again.
Call #3:
“Hey, where are you?” He answered his phone.
“Okay, can you see the red garbage truck parked in the middle of the park?”
“Yeah, we can see that.”
“Where are you in relation to that?”
As I’m asking him, I turned and saw Matt carrying a manila envelope.
“Wait, nevermind I see Matt. I’ll just follow him.”
I turned around to follow Matt and noticed that Joel, Ben, and Jen (Ben’s wife) were all sitting in a circle of green fold-out chairs no more than 20 feet from me.
Part Two: The “Race”
I started at the 9-minute mile mark with Ben, Jen, and Joel. Matt had gone up to take a place at the 7-minute mile marker. He warned us that if you start anywhere behind the 10-minute line you’re forced to walk for the first five minutes while the crowd filters out, and Matt wanted to run.
Mayor Byron Brown was on a stage just past the 6-minute mile starting line. I could barely hear him start the race, but as I stood on my toes overlooking the crowd, the herd of runners started to go. It was like the wave pool at Cedar Point. It started at the front. Heads started to bounce and like the road was a suspension bridge the bouncing worked its way back to me; before I knew it my feet were moving and I was one of the pack.
And then we ran. Some walked, some actually RAN, and some, like me, jogged. We went West down Amherst Street, turned South on Delaware Ave., ran around the statue at Gates Circle, and then back up to Middlesex Road, where we cut across to Meadow Road until we hit the finish on Ring Road back in Delaware Park.
A mustachioed gentleman handed me a bottle of water after I crossed the finish line. 40 minutes and 22 seconds. On the road back to the tents there were tables with boxes full of fruits and snacks for runners to refuel.
Tent city was a ghost town. Two thirds of the runners were still on the course. Finding our spot behind the tents wasn’t difficult after the race. I headed toward the red garbage truck until I saw our green chairs.
I was the first one back, so I sat down and stretched out. I drank my bottle of water and enjoyed the warm afternoon sun as it sunk behind the park trees over the race course. Soon Matt appeared eating a cookie. Ben and Jen followed, and finally Joel. Ian and his girlfriend Jess appeared from the sea of tents.
Ben and Matt grilled hot dogs on a small propane grill. We joked about our struggles to make it through the three miles; Matt and Joel inevitably talked business and networked; and Ben took a pretty good ribbing from pretty much everyone for forgetting his Frisbee in his car.
Luckily, the tent next to us offered us their Frisbee. Ben, Ian, Jess, and I played catch until almost dark. Tents started to come down and the crowd dissipated. We folded up our green chairs, put the leftover hot dogs back in the cooler, and parted ways.
“See you at work tomorrow.”
I walked back past the red garbage truck, across the 14th and 13th fairways toward Parkside Ave. and got to the basketball courts before I stopped.
I panicked for a moment as I thought, “Where’d I park my car?”
My stats:
I finished the 3.5 mile course with a time of 40 minutes and 22 seconds; two chocolate chip cookies, two bottles of water, two hot dogs, one bag of Troyer Farms Cheese Puffs, and one banana. Not great. Not terrible. And I’d say it was a little refreshing if I didn’t feel like I was going to barf up a lung afterward. Overall good first Corporate Challenge.
Update:
Matt’s Stats: 38 minutes, 2 seconds (a wall of people prevented me finishing under the 38 minute mark), 4 Beers (2 Before the Race and 2 After), 2 Water Bottles, 4 Chocolate Chip Cookies, 1 Bag of Pretzels, 1 Bag of Chips, 4 Hot Dogs, 1 Banana, 1 Apple, 1 Orange.
Feelings after the Race: Hurting …