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Sunday, December 16, 2018

Jingle Jog Run 5k Race Report


https://runsignup.com/Race/FL/SaintAugustine/JingleBellJog5kandReindeerRunatSaintJohnsGolfandCountryClub?remMeAttempt=
Click the photo to register for this year's race!
Honestly, folks, I don't even remember why I signed up for this one. I think it was because I needed a December race to round out my year, and it had a medal... It wasn't a bad run, and I'd do it again, but, well... it was boring.

Pigtails in low humidity are much cuter than in high humidity!
This race was at St. John's Golf & Country Club, near St. Augustine. This place was gorgeous. Golf course (obviously), tennis courts, beautiful clubhouse, pretty retention ponds with fountains, gorgeous pool... And it's ONLY $3,279 a year for a family to enjoy all of this luxury!

This place is GORGEOUS! Photo stolen from their Facebook page
I was just here to run. I don't think costumes were encouraged, but I decided on a little Christmas flair anyway. I put some jingle bells on my shoes - and then pretty much immediately took them off, because they were way too jingly.

Yeah... I don't need to hear bells to remind me how slow I am
It was a very small race, with only 80 or so runners. Because of heavy rains the night before, a portion of the course (that ran through a field... wha?) were cut, so this race wasn't actually 3.1 miles (Garmin read about 2.7).

I'm sorry for all of the race shots being blue... not sure what was up with that! It was a pretty dreary day, though. Overcast and cold, I had to wear a quarter-zip over my top.

Certainly can't tell by this photo, but Christmas was 2 weeks away
The course was pretty basic, going up a neighborhood street, where random neighbors were out walking their dogs while I'm huffing and puffing behind them.

Don't mind me, Susan... I'm just in a race
In a neighborhood as... well, rich... as this, I was hoping for more holiday displays. But I guess <in your best snooty voice> St. John's Golf & Country Club doesn't particularly condone Christmas decorations. Some houses were tastefully dressed up, though, with wreaths. As I walked past, I wondered how many would be lit if I came by at night. Or was that too tacky for a neighborhood such at this?

I guess quiet and tasteful is better than nothing...
Halfway through the course, we turned onto a quieter street, with a nice wide sidewalk.

This might have been the Mile 1 sign
See that car up there? There's some runners next to it... that's how far behind I am
I'm pretty lonely back here, folks. There was a family in front of me, but they were pulling ahead within a mile or so.

Returning back to the entrance of the Club was a beautiful sight. You could see a water tower or something, and a pretty bridge crossing this wide water area. 

Hard to see, but there's a water tower and a bridge over the water
The finish line (which, of course, was also the start line) was in the parking lot.

Ooooh, finish line parking lot!
And, it happened again...

I was last.

Woo hoo! I'm LAST!
My official time was 47:33, but remember, I only actually did 2.7 miles. (I used RunGuides pace calculator to estimate that it would actually have taken me 54:45 to finish 3.1 miles).

This is fucking hilarious, and I have to bookmark this site for future use
I came in 83rd out of 83 total runners. I was 17th in my age group (F4049) and my RunGuides pace would have been around 14:37.

I got a few cute finish line shots and picked up my medal before it was time for awards.

I'm cold, but not cold enough to wear pants
Eh, it's cute for what it is
They did awards, then a raffle (which is why I'm stalking so weirdly in everyone's photos... I'm behind the two boys in this photo, by the tree). Instead of regular prizes, they gave away weird shit, like mac & cheese or Goldfish!

This race is brought to you by Pepperidge Farm Goldfish!
Afterwards, I grabbed my change of clothes and utilized the changing rooms near the pool, and wow, even their bathrooms were fancy!

Fancy!
I picked up a drink and headed towards old St. Augustine to pick up some fudge. As I walked by one of the shops on St. George Street, I saw this sign telling people to stop giving money to the vagrants and panhandlers. KUDOS to you, St. Augustine! If you make an environment inhospitable to grifters, they will move on. These signs definitely worked - I saw a drastic change as I walked to Savannah Sweets.

Please DO NOT Feed the Wildlife
After fudge, I picked up some lunch, did a little last-minute Christmas shopping and headed home.

MURICA!

Monday, November 19, 2018

How NOT to Put on a Race - The Cupcake Run 5k Race Report

I really should know better than to do local races... but I want them to be successful, so I do local races!

Trying to keep my one-race-a-month streak going, I needed a race for November. I saw this one, saw that it had a medal, was inexpensive, AND local, so I took a chance.

The day before, I went over to the local Fit-2-Run to pick up my shirt and bib. This was really the first inkling of how bad the race was going to be.

I got there and didn't see it anywhere... it was in the back of the store. So I walked over there. Wow, only one person in line! I hopped in line and waited. And waited. And waited some more. At one point, I realized I may have line-jumped some people... There was a whole family behind me (I had assumed they were actually shopping since they were in the racks, not a line). I was a total passive bitch and didn't say anything, because if they were in line, it would have taken me an hour to get my stuff (yea, the group was moving that slowly!). So I just pretended I didn't see them there and stayed where I was... Sorry, lovely family behind me! I'm not usually horrid like that, I swear!

Anyway, so after 5-10 minutes, it's my turn. They couldn't find my bib. The guy gave me a notepad and told me to write down my name and info... they were missing a lot of bibs, and he expected to find them on the day of the race. After I did that, he sort of tossed the pile of bibs at me and told me to look for myself. Uh, okay. Within a minute, I found my bib. Okay, so one less worry.

I signed up specifically for a 2X women's tank. They didn't order any. I could either get a women's XL or a men's XL. I chose to get a women's tank. Dammit! I really was looking forward to getting a tank in my actual size!

Lastly, they gave out raffle tickets, but they didn't have any pens to fill out the back with my name and whatnot, and after seeing the prizes (I think a water bottle and a hat), I wasn't all that upset to not win.

If packet pickup is this disorganized... what will tomorrow look like?

Oh my... little did I know...

The race started at 8am, so I got there around 7:30, after taking hubby to work. It was at Depot Park, a newly constructed urban park in my town. I parked on the side, near the Cade Museum and made my way to the starting area.

Looking towards the Start Line Area
It was very busy, with a few hundred runners waiting to toe the line.

Just standin' around
The pond is very peaceful this morning
They had someone from a local gym come out and do stretches for us.

Reach high, high to the sky!
I just kind of stood around for 10-15 minutes until it was time to line up.

Let's just not mention that hair, okay...?
A lot of us stood around... there wasn't a lot of direction from the race directors. We didn't know which way we'd take off (towards the Museum or towards the trail?) so no one lined up.

Well... where are we going?
A few minutes before the start, we finally got directions, and were told that there would be a staggered start. Ainsley's Angels (who benefited from this race) runners would take off first. Five minutes later, the half-marathon runners would take off. Five minutes after that, the 10k runners. Then, yep, 5 minutes later, the rest of us measly 5k runners.

Okay, we're all going THAT WAY!
HOWEVER... a lot of the runners didn't hear that announcement, so it was a huge clusterfuck.  They sent out the Angels, and a bunch of folks in the crowd thought everyone was going, so the rest of the crowd who knew what was going on explained the process.

Then the 1/2 marathon people went, and there was a bunch of 1/2 marathon folks in the back, because they didn't know there'd be a staggered start, so they tried to push through the crowd, all while other folks in the crowd (who still didn't know about the staggered start) tought it wast time to go so they tried to go... repeat for the 10k folks... Ugh, it was near pandemonium, and very confusing for everyone.

And speaking of confusion, who thought it would be a good idea to let (no offense) slow, walking moms with jogging strollers go FIRST? Not a good idea, folks! Luckily the trail is wide, so I don't think anyone got run over.

Finally, almost 20 minutes after the advertised race start time, we 5k folk could finally take off.

I feel there should be some Telephone Hold Music for waiting this long
The first runner (no idea what distance he was running, could have been 5k or 10k), passed me at 13 minutes in! Winter races in Florida rock!

The course was a very basic one. We walked through the nature trail area, then hooked a left onto the Depot Trailway, ran down to SE 21st Ave, then returned. My Garmin didn't track this run, so I'm super-grumpy about that.


We had to cross a street at 4th Street, and there were no barricades, volunteers, or policemen, so it was a bit of Frogger...

Don't get hit by a truck!
At least at Williston Road (a major state highway), there were police officers to stop traffic.

Yay! A Police Officer!
When we got to 21st, there was, again, no police officers, and you guys...

The water stop - and the TURN-AROUND - were on the OTHER side of the road!

What the actual hell?

From the EasyWDW School of Picture Writing
I refused to cross the street just to get water and turn around. I'm sure the 10k and half-marathon people didn't care that the water was on the other side of the road, but it made NO sense to do this, seeing as though the majority of the participants were doing the 5k. Bad planning, people! Bad!


Even Plank is surprised about this
So, skipping the water, I turned around at the end of the path and headed back. It was an out-and-back course for the 5k, so nothing new to look at.

I came up towards the finish line. My official time was 52:30, which is actually pretty damn good for me!

About .25 miles to go
Finish!
Ugh, you're killin' me, Smalls! Why are there SO many people just loitering around the finisher chute? Granted, I'm not speedy, and there's no way I'd barrel into any of these people, but again, bad form, folks. Bad form.

Seriously, what died on my head?
Then, to add insult to injury... they handed me my medal. Still folded up inside a plastic bag.

Like how it came from the trophy place. In a fucking bag.

See!? They're still in the damn bag!
I unbagged my own medal and took it out so I could take my finish line photo.

It sure is cute though...
Look at the medal, not the hair, please...
And then I went searching for water (you know, since there wasn't any safely available water on the course).

Nope. No water. No bananas. Not even any jelly beans.

At one point, this was full of little cups of jelly beans
A few minutes after I finished, they made an announcement that there would be more water coming. Okay, I can wait. let's go find a cupcake. They're from the Flour Pot Cafe & Bakery, which is a fancy bakery in town.

Oh, they aren't here yet either... The Cupcake Race doesn't have any cupcakes, folks.

Are you making this face yet? I'm making it right now.
So, I decided to see how much worse this thing could get. I sat down near the lake and cheered on the 10k runners.

I was in the next 100 or so photos because of where I sat...
You could tell when the cupcakes had arrived, because swarms of people began to descend on the park and form huge lines.

You are gonna have... cupcakes... at your cupcake race, right?
More bad planning? Rather than have ALL the cupcakes in one place, they split them up! They had multiple varieties of cupcakes (I remember chocolate, red velvet, peanut butter, raspberry, and I think, carrot), and put some of each at a few different tents.

I mean, seriously, look at the line in the background!
Okay, makes sense, until you realize that 200 people have no idea what you're doing. I'm way back here... as the line got closer to the tents, multiple lines formed. The line I was in ran out of carrot cake and raspberry (fine by me)... did this mean if I wanted one, I needed to go get back in line for the other tent? They should have had ALL the cupcakes (and fewer varieties, come on) at ONE tent. I could have walked up and said, "oooh, I'd like chocolate please." and been on my merry way.

I was lucky enough to grab a red velvet and a double-chocolate.

Red Velvet (L) and Double Chocolate (R)
I took both cupcakes home to share with Hubby. I wasn't impressed with either one.

But I was more impressed with them than I was this race. Apparently a lot of people felt that way... There was a lot of complaining while we all stood around, both before and after the race, as well as on Facebook and Twitter.

We got three different emails from the son of the Race Director.

First... they hadn't even uploaded everyone's NAME to connect to bibs, so no one could find their times. We got this email. 

Email 1, explaining the problem
Then, we got the next email, about timing screw-ups.

Email 2, about result screw-ups and volunteer shortages
Finally, we got this last email. You could tell from the tone of the email that a lot of participants had been very vocally rude to these folks.

Email 3, defending his father from what I can only assume are assholes
I commend Brent for sending this out, as he could have just said fuck everyone, but he didn't. So points to you, Brent. I felt kind of bad about all my anger for this race, after reading this email.

With all that being said, though, will I do this one again? Maybe. I want to see local races flourish (I mean, 34 years ago, the Melon Run was a new race, and look at them now...). I want to see more races on the local race calendar. Knowing what I know now, I think I'll be much more patient with Craig and Brent. If I can't run it, perhaps I'll volunteer to help out and work towards its success.

Monday, November 5, 2018

I Do Not Have a Witty Title, I Would Like my Candy Anyway - Wine & Dine Weekend Volunteering 2018


You guys know that I can write 15 pages on breaking a finger nail, but I got nothin' for this blog post.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened.

I don't have a lot of photos, because I still haven't replaced my lost Samsung point & shoot.

So this may be my shortest volunteer report so far!

We drove down on November 2nd, after grabbing snacks at Circle K. We got to the expo and did our shift. We were gEAR this time (instead of Shirt Exchange).

After we finished at the expo, we headed over and checked in at our resort, then popped over to Disney Springs for dinner at Chicken Guy. On our way out, we made a pit stop at World of Disney to pick up a "12 Days of Socks" box, because I'm a HUGE novelty sock person (Stacey & Clinton be damned!). I got a dozen pairs of socks for just under $28! Wow!! 

Included 6 pairs of crew socks and 6 pairs of low-cut socks
(ETA: Now that I've worn all of them, I can say that I like the crew socks, the kind that go up your ankle a bit, more than I like the no-shows. The no-shows don't fit me well, so I'll pass those down to the Kiddo who doesn't mind those kind of socks).

9 of the 12 pairs of socks (I forgot to take photos of the rest...)
On Saturday, we were Screaming Fans. We got Wawa sodas and some donuts from Krispy Kreme for breakfast. 

We walked around backstage and on-stage Epcot before runners came through.

Inside the new Guardians of the Galaxy ride showbuilding
Hello beautiful!
Food & Wine Festival Photo-Op
World Showcase Lagoon
Most people don't even realize you can actually USE this!
Weather was uncharacteristically chilly that morning, even though the weather said it'd be in the 60s and 70s! I was expecting it to be a lot warmer than it was, so I only wore a tee-shirt and a tank underneath (swapped out the tee for the volunteer shirt). I think part of the problem was that we were stationed right by Spaceship Earth, the biggest wind tunnel I've ever experienced! I ended up putting my original tee back on, over the tank, under the volunteer shirt, put on my gloves and my scarf (I did remember those in my backpack), stuck my arms in Hubby's tee shirt to cover bare skin, and spent a lot of time in a back CM-only hallway. I wasn't the best volunteer today, y'all...

Cast hallway behind Spaceship Earth
We finished by 9am or so, thawed on the bus and headed back to the hotel for a few hours before we came back to Epcot for lunch.

Fountain of Nations
The Tequila Torture - having to walk through Mexico!
We split a large pizza at Via Napoli, always a great meal. With the pizza and two sodas, it was $37 before tip.
Italy Pavilion
Our next stop was to pick up our cool Passholder exclusive Food & Wine gift; a cute little wooden cutting board.

Line of Passholders
On the way out, we took a ride on Spaceship Earf.

Ooooh... artsy!
We picked up drinks and snacks at Wawa and headed back to the hotel for the evening. We had an early rise tomorrow, so we were in bed pretty early. 

Sunday, we were working buses at the finish line again, which is fun. We also woke up to rain, which is not fun. We stopped for soda, and made our way to the volunteer tent.

This time around, I worked the Contemporary, Ft. Wilderness, &Wilderness Lodge bus and he worked the Poly, Grand Floridian, & Shades of Green bus.

Yay... cold and rainy
Hubby's over there in just his shirtsleeves...
Looking towards the finish area (gEAR pick-up on the left)
I was more prepared today. I had a tank, a long-sleeve shirt, my volunteer shirt, a waterproof windbreaker, a hat, and probably my gloves.

I look dorky, but I'm warm!

I didn't like our bus choice this time... it was very boring over there! we couldn't see a lot from where we were, so we never knew when it got busy, we didn't see anyone besides our own riders. I'd stick with the other ones we've done, in the future, as they seemed to be more fun.

Once we finished, we checked out at the volunteer tent and headed to lunch. We ventured to the Dark Side of Irlo Bronson, and went to Long John Silvers to split a Chicken & Shrimp Platter.

Doesn't sound like a lot of food, but that's okay... we had dessert on our minds! We had reservations at Beaches & Cream, where we were - once again - waited on by Herlina! 

At last! We scored a booth. We are the chosen ones!

I didn't realize until later that my phone's camera lens was all bleary
Hubby got a No Way Jose, and I got a modified Snickers sundae. With tax and tip, it was just over $21.

Snickers Sundae
No Way Jose (with pepper shaker for scale)
He'll fight you if you try to touch it!
Holy shit... I ate it ALL!
Our last stop of the trip was... you guessed it! Wawa, for travel snacks. (Though we were thoroughly TOO stuffed full of ice cream to eat any of them!)

I sure hope I get a new camera soon!