The Trevor Browne
I heard a person say “The best time in the day, to feel free, is in the morning.” Well, I’m guessing that the 20,000 plus half marathon runners at the 5th Annual P.F. Chang’s Rock & Roll Arizona marathon heard that too. The cold wind struck their faces as the race commenced. The donations from the participants helped many charitable beneficiaries like the Phoenix Children’s Hospital and many more. Trevor Browne High School volunteers lined the sidewalks at the 8.6 mile on 44th Street and Van Buren. The long exhausting trek from 7th Street and Washington to the ASU grounds was long and brutal. We, however, were there to make it a little bit easier. Our job as volunteers was to distribute Power Bar Energy Gel Packs to the runners/walkers.
P.F.Chang's Marathon Volunteers
Despite the almost intolerable weather and early morning wake up call, the anticipation kept us awake and warm. Posters, t shirts, painted faces and our loud cheering voices were ready as we waited for the first runner to come our way. I could see the sun peek over the horizon. The different shades of pink mixed with shimmers of gold and blue took my breath away. “What a beautiful morning,” I thought to myself. It’s human instinct to find ways to keep warm. We decided to dance to make our blood rush through our bodies. I, of course, was making a fool of myself, but that didn’t stop us from having some fun.
The race began at 8:00 a.m., but it took the first runner approximately 45 minutes to get to where we were. A few minutes after the lead male runner, what seemed like a swarm of bees rushed towards us, but they weren’t bees. The runners whizzed by us, they almost looked blurry at first. The first group didn’t seem as if they were even breaking a sweat. But the next batch thereafter began to have the look of exhaustion and just seeing their looks made me thirsty. We advertised those gel packs like they were some type of gold. Flavors of chocolate, strawberry-banana, vanilla and oh yeah, caramel were shouted out continuously. By the way we couldn’t figure out the correct pronunciation for caramel. Even the runners would confuse us. Maybe it’s one of those words like potato.
We stood there for what seemed like ages. I remembered asking our sponsor, “When will this be over?” She politely told me, “Soon.” It was two in the afternoon when we finished cleaning our area and were able to head home. We were exhausted and famished. All we wanted was food and a nice comfy bed to bury ourselves into. The next morning, I could barely move my arms. They were sore from advertising all those gel packs. Even though it was hard work standing and handing out gel packs for hours, we enjoyed it very much. Then, of course, there’s always next year to look forward to. Until then, we wait anxiously.
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