And if by gobbled one means
that I gobbled everything on my plate in my own time, then yea…I gobbled my
time. But, I’m thinking that’s not what they meant. Oh, okay.
Its Thanksgiving morning and I
am dragging. Jesus be a fire burning in my bones…because I am COLD! Starting to
remind me of that Do the Double
madness. Why does it have to be so cold. This Is California!!!! *in my this is Sparta voice*
But I am out here for a great and
super important reason. For two great and super important reasons, actually. #HalfMarathonInFeburary
kick
off run (JustBob) and #4in2014
with Angelica Rollerskates. When you’ve achieved your goal early, and there is
more time, you fill that time with helping other people get to the finish. Because,
lest you forget, there was a time when you were reaching for a goal, and they
were there, helping you. I don’t finish, until we all finish. Which means you
haven’t finished your #14in2014 at all.
START: I am
so hungry. And I left my bottle of water on the counter. I am so sleepy Jesus!
I didn’t even cook the full Thanksgiving meal and I am so tired. This can’t be
right.
Mile 1: Crap!
I started playing the wrong playlist!!! I’m all off my game this morning… This
waistband holder thing is awesome. It actually feels weird not running with
stuff in my hands. Why did I wait so long to get one of these?!?!
Mile 2: Okay,
let’s get it. Get your head back in the game. There are still more medals to be
won. Still more running to do. Still more pavement to pound. You want that
sweet potato pie, dontcha? Yea… Well
act like it! Run dammit! Okayee…*sniffles*
Lady
to her son: I’ve got a credit card if you can
find us an open Coffee Shop! Do you see one?
Me:
Wait, what? She is soooo serious tho. This little boy is hella
strung out on caffeine.
Mile 3: You
know, there was a 5K option for today. Just saying. You could be heading home
and closer to eating Thanksgiving Dinner, you know. Oh, no. You’re not about
that life. You want to overachieve and whatnot. This is fun…going above and
beyond your own limits. Oh, um…just hungry…checking, I mean, just checking. My
feet like, hurt… What’s up with these shoes tho?
Mile 4:
Mimosa Station. Are they making mimosas for runners? This by far is the GREATEST
run in the history of running. I love the City of San Jose.
Mile 5: Maybe
a mimosa wasn’t the best thing on an empty stomach. Maybe. Well, empty save the
jelly belly energy beans I only ate because I was hungry. Been in this waist
belt since Las Vegas. Tasty. You know, that was actually a really good idea!
You’re so smart. Pat yourself on the back!
Mile 6: Yea,
the mimosa was a bad idea. Um, like a really awful one. I, Hurt.
Mile (6)0.2: That was the fastest 0.2 miles in
my life! You mean I’m finished?! You mean I actually saw the finished line and
crossed it before I coughed out a lung? You mean to tell me I might have
actually taking a good finish line picture?! This. Is. Amazing!
FINISH: Yes,
I think I am going to eat every sweet potato pie I see. I think it, before I am
*eating
all the pies*.
My feet hurt. *looks
down at shoes*
The San Jose Turkey Trot was
awesome! Aside from the cold and the unorganized starting coral for the 8 – 9 mile
runners, it was fantastic! A great course through downtown. Through it did not
have the crowd fanfare as most running events do, I enjoyed the quiet. The
sounds of runners. The children dragging their parents at Mile 1…and parents
dragging their children at Mile 5.
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| Palmer College of Chiropractic. Yea, I didn't try to explain this. |
I started the event with
Soccer Dad JustBob. He had a hundred thousand questions, wonders, statements,
anxieties, observations… Just everything. And I? I was so calm. So “all-knowing”
as it seemed. So ready to just get it on. I imagine I was just like him those
first few running events. But too many have passed that I can’t remember any of
it. I’ve done just enough to be settled. I am incredibly thankful that people
run “with” me. That they trust me, no matter how crazy it sounds or feels to
them.
I finished the event with
Angelica Rollerskates. I patiently waited for her to finish #Race3Medal3 of her
#4in2014 so that we could take a picture…so we know it’s real. I waited in the
photo line for her to pick up her medal and find me. While I was there, I
noticed these two older black women running who wanted to take a photo. They
got a little discouraged when they saw the line. So, I casually C’d my way into
their A & B conversation and invited them to join the line with me. I’m
thankful for the looks on their faces as they posed for their pictures. I hope,
when I reach those years, I’ll be side by side with my friend, as I am on this
day, still running, still taking pictures, hair still wrapped up.
This Race: Applied
Materials Silicon Valley Turkey Trot, 10K, San
Jose CA
Medaled Miles to date: 99.17 miles
Medaled Miles to date: 99.17 miles
Total Raced Miles to
date: 122.27 miles
-3 Medals To Go ǁ 121% Complete
(Challenge Medal 4, 21 Medals ǁ 150%
Complete)
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