The Shamrock Run
A sea of heads as far as the eye can see,
as the starter gives the command.
A rhythmic flow of 6400 feet,
pounding the pavement.
Under the historic upside down traffic light,
the pack spreads out.
A dozen watches ding,
one mile down and three to go.
Weaving through neighborhoods,
up and down the steep and narrow hills.
The breathing gets louder,
more unsteady as the finish line approaches.
Into the beautiful city park, Burnet Park,
for one last final climb.
The last gasp on heavy feet,
making the final push to and through the finish line.
When you get a forty-degree sunny day after weeks of bitter cold and snow, you make the most of it. I made the most of every stride that I took through the four mile Tipperary Hill Shamrock Run course. It’s the city’s famous March race that draws thousands of runners from throughout Central New York to the historic Irish neighborhoods of Tipperary Hill. What a day!