-How I spent my birthday weekend
-How NOT to run (with bronchitis)
-The ONLY way to run a marathon is with a dozen other people, or two...
-A really, really Special Kind Of Stupid
Anyway. There are so many pictures and excitement that I decided to break this up into a multi part series. I know that the interwebs are forever grateful for that (ahem, ahem...)
I woke up the morning of the 17th still sick... But nothing makes a sick birthday girl happier than getting a brandy-new shiny Garmin from her exclusive dating partner!!! That's the runner girls equivalent of getting sparkly new jewelry, ya know? (but I might have gotten some of that too- not complaining!!)
Eric and I hit the road to have some quality family party time (which was awesome) and to talk the details of the race over with Evan (which we more or less failed at.) And clearly to pick up our race packets in Plymouth and to try to figure out where we were going and what we were doing...
After an evening of significant eating, moderate drinking (whoops) and excessive coughing we awoke at ass o'clock on Sunday. I have to give props to my Aunt & Uncles hospitality because we slept extremely well and were fed to the point of bursting which is quite delightful! Love you guys...
|Our Team: Special Kind Of Stupid.|
How true is THAT???
|Evan and I modeling the less than gorgeous race shirts at 5 AM in the bathroom.|
Yeah, we are cool. And the kid is TALL...!!!
|Yeah, I'm tough! Don't mess or I'll whack you with my PVC stick!!!|
|Running thru T-1 and trying to get out of my shirt! Which I simply can not seem to just throw away...|
|Running away from T-1 and away from my cheering fans! HAHA...|
|Passing the baton to Eric!|
|A little good luck pat as he sprinted off to basically climb a mountain...|