As we waited in the Sunday morning chill, my childhood friend Catherine and I wondered when our tradition started. Was it 2007? 2008, perhaps? Since then, we’ve joined each other once a year for the late-fall Dawg Dash.

With a course that highlights the University of Washington’s stunning architecture and beautiful landscape, the annual Dawg Dash is currently in its 27 years. For my money, it’s the best race in the area, but I’m biased. It’s mostly purple-and-gold clad Husky alums, many of whom bring their dogs.

Best two moments? An assortment of dogs howling during the national anthem and another pup stopping in the middle of the course to relieve himself, to the chagrin of his owner. Doggie dos and doggie don’ts, indeed.