Unfortunately, my blogging software is still on the fritz. I can still blog without it, but I can’t put in all my pics. I wanted to wait to post this recap until I could share the pictures, but a couple of people have been prodding me to blog (you know who you are). So here’s my (sadly pictureless) City2Surf recap!
What a fun day! Last Sunday I had the pleasure of running in the City2Surf, which is one of the largest timed running races in the world. This year was the 40th anniversary of the race, and there were over 80,000 runners in the 14K race. Wow!
The morning dawned cold and clear, which is just perfect for running. The temp was about 45F when we started, but it warmed up from there and the sun shined the whole time.
I was really impressed by the organization of the race. We were broken up into five start groups, and each lined up on a different street. This way it didn’t take near as long to cross the start line after the gun went off, although it was such a huge race.
The race started in Hyde Park, which is in downtown Sydney, and meandered east to the coast, then down south to finish at Bondi Beach. The whole course was just beautiful, and we ran along the water for a fair amount of time. Spectators were everywhere and the water stations were nice and long: all marks of a good race. What was strange, though, was the amount of people. All races are super-crowded for the first mile or so, but this one literally stayed just as crowded all the way to the finish. I was purely running this race for fun so I didn’t care a bit, but I’m sure it could be frustrating if you had a specific time goal.
And then, near the halfway point of the course, we saw it. Dun dun dun…The infamous Heartbreak Hill! It was about a 2km-long winding hilly road. But we all made it through and I got to see my favorite sign of the whole race. (The picture is great, but it says “You look SO hot right now.”)
The end of the race flew by—with a fair amount of downhills, no less!—and before I knew it we had reached Bondi Beach. The finish area was understandably crazy, but I was able to get my medal and make it over to the promenade next to the beach, which was the walkway toward the buses.
I navigated public transport and finally made it back (let’s just say I spent more time trying to get home than I did running), where I enjoyed a hot shower, the best bowl of oatmeal ever, and a delicious nap. Perfect race day!
As for my next race, there’s another running festival in Sydney in a few weeks. I’m debating between the half marathon and the 10K, but I’m leaning toward the 10K. After that, there’s a 10K in Melbourne that I might travel for and then another 10K in Sydney in Olympic Park. As for my next half marathon, I lost out on the lottery of a race I wanted to run
so I’m debating another Texas half (maybe Austin?) in January or February.

