Earlier this week I was up in Philadelphia for a work event and it happened to coincide with the 120th running of the Penn Relays, more specifically known as the University of Pennsylvania Relay Carnival.
This annual springtime track event originated in 1894 and has been held, uninterrupted, ever since. Taking place at historic Franklin Field on the campus of the University of Pennsylvania, the Penn Relays have retained their carnival atmosphere all these years later. While the tents and sideshows that were part of the original carnival, the organized-chaos aspect of the event persists in large part due to the fact that there are now over 17,000 participants and up to 100,000 spectators packed into the three-day meet.
I spent my afternoon at the Penn Relays on Day 1, a day traditionally filled with heats for the 4×100, 4×400, and 4×800 relays for high schoolers and collegiate runners followed by individual distance events in the evening. What I witnessed and felt so much a part of, even as a detached spectator, was a true celebration of running!
The competitors came from all over the country as well as several teams from the Caribbean. (Jamaica, for example, sent its first high-school runners to the carnival in 1964 and has sent athletes every year since.) In the bleachers I encountered parents, siblings, teammates, and coaches all feeling the pins-and-needles pressure of track relays at the same time as there was a noticeable feeling of revelry about just being there.
In the area outside and around the historic stadium, in the heart of West Philadelphia, runners stretched and warmed up wherever they could–in university alcoves, convenience-store parking lots, and abandoned railroad beds. In short, they did what runners do and adapted to the circumstances to make it work. And make it work they did!
Over the course of the sun-drenched afternoon I saw some incredibly inspiring performances as well as more than few moments of heartbreak. But what struck me the most was how contagiously happy the whole scene was. Perhaps it was because the athletes and families felt part of the history and tradition of the 120-year-old carnival. Or maybe there was joy in the hearts of the participants as they were, at long last, shrugging off the winter doldrums on a stunningly beautiful spring day. Or maybe, just maybe, everyone was simply happy to be out there competing and running. Sometimes, in fact many times, that is all it takes.
AJW’s Beer of the Week
This week’s Beer of the Week comes recommended by ultrarunner Jackie Palmer of Delaware. I met Jackie a couple weeks ago at the Bull Run Run 50 Mile in Virginia. You see, she passed me in a muddy stretch about eight miles before the finish and told me she had a beer for the Taproom. After we finished she delivered it to me and we drank it.
Undercover Investigation Shut-down Ale by the Lagunitas Brewing Company is a wonderfully balanced beer from one of my favorite breweries. For something with so much alcohol, it actually goes down really smooth.
Call for Comments (from AJW)
- Has anybody out there run in the Penn Relays? If so, can you tell us about it?
- I was particularly struck with how palpable the sense of history was at this year’s carnival. Are there other events that seem to have that same historical allure? Why?
- The relay concept adds a dimension to running that can be fun and heartbreaking. Could it be something integrated into ultrarunning on a grander, team scale?