After skipping out on many recent big races of mine, The Kiddo decided to come along to this one. I'm sure it was totally for moral support for ME, not for lunch afterwards... yeah, I'm gonna stick with that.
On our way to Jacksonville, both Hubby and the Kiddo realized there would be no where to grab some breakfast while they waited for me, so we went to a Pilot truck stop and they grabbed some junk food, while the local yokel with 3 teeth looked me up and down in my running skirt and asked me if my legs were cold. Yeah, Bo Duke, they were cold. It's 6am in March!
We finished our trip, entering Jacksonville via Normandy Blvd, which makes it a lot easier to get to the stadium, and to parking. We found a spot in the parking lot by the parking garage, and walked over to packet pickup. I got my packet, my goody bag and my shirt, which was a really pretty teal this year. We got a pint glass again, as well as a really nice magnet (I love these - I stick them to my work filing cabinet, like magnetic medals of honor).
|3x V-neck Gender Specific Tech Tee|
|Sling bag, Pint Glass and Magnet|
|I love these head boppers!|
|Wave 3 is the biggest, and so boring|
|belVita - the breakfast of finishers|
|Movin' on up... to the start line|
|Hello Mile 1|
|I decided to bust out the Zensahs to see if they'd save me a little bit (they did)|
|I see you, Green Monster... I'll be there in a few hours!|
|Mile 2 (hard to see in the sunspot)!|
|5k Split (55:43 officially)|
|Oh nothing... just a tiny infant staring at me|
|Hey wait... we usually go down there!|
|This is all new to me!|
|Oh, okay, we usually come OUT of there|
|Mmmm, Chocolate Cake Munchkin™|
|Mile 4, with some shade|
|Hey, there, traffic jam sufferers!|
|She's wearing a ball gown (or at least ballgown skirt)!|
|As you can see, this is a very popular spot!|
|What's he got? Candy? Booze?|
|Pens... he has... pens.|
|10k Split (Officially 1:52:06)|
Sorry, lovely family... they weren't really good.
|I'll stick with sausage and beer|
|Spoiler Alert: It Didn't|
|This is pretty much the last time we'll see shade|
|Uphill, bitches! Knees up, head down!|
|Eight Miles... Not even at the damn bridge!|
|Why the hell am I smiling? This is miserable!|
|I DID IT!!!!|
|Mile 8.3, Now with 300% More Old Ladies|
|Everyone move! Fat Chick Running Downhill!|
|Finished! I look so chill|
We walked through the huge after-party, but - as usual - there was nothing left for the slow people. I think we were able to score a banana and a few muffins from Publix.
Now, last time I was here, it was probably 11am, so it wasn't very busy. This time, we got there closer to 1pm, and the difference in crowd size was dramatic!
|Line Out the Door - Photo taken at 1:06pm|
|It took 10 more minutes just to get inside to this sign!|
|See the TV way over there? The cashier is in that area|
|Seated, waiting for our food, at 2:07pm|
|Finally FOOD! At 2:09|
On our way home, we hit up a WaWa (so glad Jax has some WaWas now!!). When I got home, I vegged out with a good book until it was politely late enough to not feel bad about going to bed!
However... as I was doing what ya do in the bathroom, I looked down at my feet and noticed something... a little, white, squirmy things on the bathroom rug... Oh, good Lord. It was a maggot...
I will spare you the absolutely disgusting details and the hell we lived in the following week, but apparently something died in our attic. Something big enough to have a LOT of worms (yeah, let's go with worms... it sounds less disgusting!). And because of where the critter was situated when it died, we were getting worms falling from a light socket in our master bedroom AND from the baseboard/wall in our master bathroom. And since we don't have a true attic, we couldn't just go up there (or hire a guy) and get it out... we had to leave it there, or cut a huge hole in our ceiling... Let me tell ya, I will forever be a Shark™ customer. I was sucking up worms here, there, and everywhere with that thing.