I woke up around 3am and tried to eat a cheese bagel (plain bagel with melted cheese on top). I made it through half of it before my tummy said fuck this shit, no food for you. So, I got dressed, hoping I'd get hungry on the way there.
I woke up the family, who also got ready to go.
We headed to the car (parked right out front, in that fabulous parking spot!) and turned on the Garmin, assuming it was going to tell us to get back on Veteran's Expressway. Well, it told us instead to to via Kennedy and Willow - it avoided VE and all that craziness altogether! And since it was so early in the morning, surface road traffic was all but nonexistant. Very nice!
When we were less than a mile away from the race area, my body said PEE, so I pulled over to a Walgreen's and got in line to pee (we must be close, there are other runners here!). Hubby thought he saw somewhere to park, so he went to scope it out.
Now, I'm a Purchase Pee-er. If I stop in your place of business and use your bathroom, I will purchase something, so I'm not a Facilities Freeloader. I grabbed a Pepsi, and was waiting in line when Hubby came running in, telling me that there's a great parking lot around the corner, but oh my god, we have to go now, it's filling up and it's the end of the world if we don't go now, oh my god, oh my god, ohmygod!
I looked at him and made that face of "what the fuck, man, you are insane," but decided to go with him. I apologized to the cashier and put my Pepsi down and followed him back to the car.
It also wasn't anywhere near full. He didn't realize - since it was still dark - how large the lot was, and just overreacted.
So, we sat in the car for a bit, I choked down some Gu, then threw on my shoes, geared up and got ready to go.
We walked over to the 15k staging area, where Hubby and the Kiddo gave me hugs and kisses. I made my way to the back of the pack, looking for any sort of pacer signs or people. I got my Garmin locked on, powered up my Nike+ app and I was ready to go. Oh, and my intervals were set for 1/1.
I took off, passing the family with a wave and was feeling good. Or at least as good as I could, since I was still as undertrained as I was for Celebration last month.
|Here we go! (That's the finish line on the left)|
|Full on Pirate costume (and more finish line)|
|15mm Pacer Group|
|Mile 1 - I'm not that slow|
Before Mile 2, the Rough Riders were out, handing out beads again. I grabbed a few and kept going.
|Huge bus of Rough Riders|
|Good colors this time!|
|I wonder what he was reading?|
|Veteran's Corner - under construction|
|Sad, vegan grafitti|
|Water, water everywhere...|
|...and plenty for me to drink|
|Yay, Mile 2|
Luckily, Mile 3 came a lot quicker.
|High Five - We made it to Mile 3|
|Honey Stinger - the perfect choice for ARFID sufferers|
|Did she make it? Buy it? Inquiring minds...|
|Yay! Random timing mat!|
|Go RIGHT? The sign says NO RIGHT TURN... I'm so confused...|
|Mile 5 - officially more than halfway finished!|
|Welcome to Bayshore Beautiful|
|Apparently the medians of Bayshore are considered a park|
|So many empty boxes! Is there one for me?|
|Yippee! A donut for me!|
|This guy had abs for days, too|
|I'm so far away from the finish line...|
I've made it to Mile 6, and I have just over a 5k to finish. Sadly that means another hour...
|Keep on truckin', Big Head guy|
|Mile 7. I'm ready to be done now.|
|Hey, guys! You got any beads?|
|Thanks for making me do MATH!|
They put Big Head Man up at Mile 8.3 to encourage everyone that there was only a mile to go. I kept repeating my mantra.
|Nope, that's not the finish line...|
|Have fun storming the castle!|
|Mile 9! Only .3 to go!!!|
|They see me rollin', they hatin'|
|Go, Go, Go!|
|I look SO HAPPY in this photo!|
|MarathonFoto - After getting medal and water|
|Those are some sexy toes|
|It's a little claustrophobic in there|
|I could probably spit in the water, if I wanted to|
I also wanted to check out the Q105 After-Party area, since we didn't go there last year. Wow, it was like a half-mile away and what a let-down! It was all beer and bad live music. So, we left there pretty quickly and walked back to the car. But, hey, I know for future races that it's not something I want to experience!
At some point (don't know where), I changed clothes and noticed that my butt hurt (TMI, I know). I thought I might have gotten Swass (Sweaty Ass), so I gave myself a wedgie (so my butt cheeks wouldn't touch each other) and forgot all about it.
We went over to the Citrus Park Mall, where we had a date with some movies. Hubby and I were going to see Deadpool (he'd already seen it), while the Kiddo was going to see Kung Fu Panda (she didn't think she could handle the violence in Deadpool).
I had booked online using Fandango ($35), so all we had to do was give our printout to the ticket taker. Once inside, we hit up the concession stand. The snacks - even for movie theatre standards - were expensive! Seriously, we spent $30+ on 2 popcorns and 3 drinks! And then, when we got our food, the popcorn was stale and the soda was watered-down. Blech. And there was no salt anywhere - I had to ask for it. And (okay, first world problem here...) there was no DIY butter dispensers either...
Luckily, the theatre was pretty nice - the seats reclined! Hubby didn't know about this perk, or that I'd reserved seats - we were mid-auditorium in the middle of the row. Very nice!
|It's very important to elevate your feet|
|Rare Hubby Shot, looking dapper in blue jeans|
The movie was fucking fantastic - and that is high praise from a woman who gives no shits about action or super-hero movies. But then again, I've loved Ryan Reynolds since he was Berg on "Two Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place." And that's saying something, because that show had Nathan Freakin' Fillion!
After the movie (still bummed about the damn popcorn), we walked around the mall before grabbing dinner at Red Robin.
They tried to seat us at a table that was right at the entrance of the restuarant, and I asked for a different table. I'm a weird person; I don't like people seeing me eat, and I felt like, since the table was at the entrance to the whole restaurant, EVERYONE who walked in would look at me.
So, we got a better table, near the back. At this point, it's around 5pm on a Saturday night. I didn't think it would be this busy already, but it was, so it took a long time for food to come. It did, eventually, and it was glorious (I love Red Robin). I got a Tavern Double (that ended up being free, thanks to Red Robin Rewards). The Kiddo got Corn Dog Nuggets and Hubby got a Bacon Cheeseburger. Our total was around $22 (yeah, dinner was less than movie theatre snacks...)
We rolled out of Red Robin, made our way to WaWa for dessert (they had milkshakes, I had a Nutty Bar), grabbed some cookies from the lobby and went up to our room.
I prepped for Sunday by taking a nice hot bath and trying to take care of my chapped ass. I've never chafed there before, but apparently there is a first time for everything, and holy shit was my ass RED! The pain when I sat in the tub was indescribable. Guess I'll have to lube that up tomorrow...
After my bath, I twittered, chilled, read my book and eventually fell asleep.