Of course, I wasn't alone - I took a cute Boy along with me.
And talked my crazy fun friend J of Honestly Jules into going, too.
And we ran into other friends there, too - including A (along with H and their Great Dane, Hans):
And a friend of J's from college...that indeed was random. She works in another state.
The Dallas Turkey Trot is the largest race of its kind in the United States and the second largest footrace in Texas. People do come from all around the country - and the world - to run, walk, spend time with family and wear silly costumes - all before sitting down to their Thanksgiving feasts.
You see J's friend's outfit...that was just one of many turkey costumes we saw, along with Pilgrims, Native Americans and a few jumping-the-seasonal-gun Santas. By and large, turkeys were the favorite attire. (In 2011, the race set a Guinness World Record for the largest group of people running in a turkey costume. True story.)
Turkeys - turkeys - and more turkeys:
Official numbers haven't been released yet, but we hit the streets with somewhere between 39,000-40,000 participants. (I'll update when the registration numbers are released!)
It was a gorgeous day and tons of fun with my friends and The Boy. I'd love to make this an on-going part of our Thanksgiving tradition, and not just a 101 list goal.
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