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Moscow 5K


On Saturday the 16th, I dragged Dan out into a mid-40 degree morning to a Moscow 5K Road Race hosted by the Marines stationed at the Embassy here in Moscow.  It was a fundraiser for the U.S. Wounded Warrior Project, to aid and help veterans injured during their times of service.  The race course wound along the Moscow River, really a beautiful area, and hosted about 80 participants from around the city.  We really had a lot of fun, and did the Culbertson name proud:  Rachel placed second overall with a time of 21:24 and Dan came in fourth overall with a time of 22:11.  The unexpected prize commodity of the race?  Safety pins.  We each got one safety pin a piece to attach our race bibs to our shirts.  Safety pins are apparently not easy to come by here, and thanks to a seamstress participant who supplied the entire race with pins, we didn't have to carry our bibs while running.  In general, good times were had by all. 

Also, while racing we stumbled across Moscow's bike lane.  Dan's anxious to peddle on over and see where it goes!

-rkc

Comments

jhoch said…
Thanks for all the pictures and the email updates. We're praying for you guys! Jessica
Ryan said…
Bike lane, huh? I bet you could fit another Lada in that lane. (And I bet people do)
Did you get a t-shirt that says Moscow 5k?
I saw Rog, his bike, bike shoes and helmet at UW on Thursday! He rides the Burke-Gillman to Kenmore, then the rest of the way around the lake to work. A long commute. And not enough calories.
btw... Your "about me" says you live in Boulder and hope to go to Russia...
toosh said…
Hillarious!
Safety pins, over-turned strollers...If I knew Moscow had 5k's...
Praying still :)

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