Another Kind Of Brexit

If you don’t read my blogs, then you probably do not know that we signed up for a running series called the Sweet 16. It is a series of four runs that are all four miles. We did the Westport St. Patrick’s Day Race and the Trolley Run. Four On The 4th is the third race. We have one more to go, The Zoo Run. Of course Four on the 4th is the morning of the 4th of July. My sister-in-law and her family have fireworks in their neighborhood on the third but since we knew we had to get up at the butt crack of dawn for this race, we didn’t think it would be a good idea to go.


My mother-in-law and father-in-law stayed the night so the kids could sleep in while we did the race. Funny thing was that even though we thought we shouldn’t go see fireworks in my sister-in-laws neck of the woods, we went out to Old Chicago to eat. They were having some kind of special on receipts kind of like Chic-fil-a. They still got to bed okay. My in-laws were going to take them to the annual neighborhood Fourth of July kids parade. They decorate bikes, strollers, trikes, whatever and go from the park to the pool which is only a few blocks. My kids just turned four (Hmmm I see a theme here, You?). So they are big enough to ride their trikes. Unfortunately we live on a busy street with a driveway that is very hilly. So they don’t get to practice much. I was a little worried they might be a bit behind everybody. I’ll go back to that later.

Since the Fourth landed on a Monday, my husband did not want to go pick up packets on a Sunday. So we had to get up even earlier to get our packets. It always makes me nervous to think we might be late. We parked in the same area as last year which is nice because we parked right near the end. When we got over to the packet pick-up my husband said something “smart.” He asked what we were going to do for the next twenty-five minutes. Then I saw the line for packet pick-up and I told him it looked like we were going to be standing in line. The line moved okay. A lady started asking people their shirt sizes and giving shirts to help speed up the process for when we finally made to a person with a computer at the table. This time I didn’t even ask for a smaller shirt the lady just decided on her own that I needed a smaller shirt. I can’t lie and say that didn’t make me feel good. After getting our bibs, we only had about ten minutes to drop our stuff off at the car and get back to the starting line. We got back just as they were doing the national anthem.

Right before the start the announcer made a comment about the US getting away from Britain before things got too bad. My husband made a remark about the whole Brexit ordeal. Of course I’m sure a lot of other people had that thought on their minds. We got off to an okay start. We’ve been trying to find me a good cordless headset. I tried out my husbands the other day and set it down on the counter. My mother-in-law picked it up the night before to say something about buying one to my husband. My husband saw she put it back on the counter. Even though he knew where it was, he was not real happy with me because I didn’t put them back where he normally keeps them. He ended up forgetting them that morning. I had my corded headset and I was jamming to a playlist on Amazon Music. The next thing I know I was at the first mile in less than ten minutes!

My ultimate goal is to break a thirty minute 5K or a forty minute four miler. Basically I want a ten minute mile or better. It was looking good for me so far. My Garmin was even in sync with their mile markers. I made it to mile two just fine as well. I was feeling a little fatigued at mile three. I haven’t been running like I want recently. I think I have plantar fasciitis. Now if you read anything about running then you have seen several articles on this. I have skipped every single one because the only injury I’ve ever suffered is some lower back pain. Now I have this horrible pain in the left heel of my foot every morning or everytime I get up from sitting down for any period of time. Of course it is fine after a bit of walking or running. But, Man! Does it hurt first thing in the morning! So I’ve been doing my shorter runs during the week which is between three and half miles and four miles long. I’ve been skipping my  longer weekend runs.

There were only two or three really big hills that I walked on the course. Each time I walked I had people pass me, but as soon as I could run again, I passed almost all of them. I tried to sprint a little toward the end, but the heat was getting to me. It was hotter last year, but for some reason it felt harder this year. I looked down at my watch and was very happy. Last year my time was 44:09 and this year it was 40:34! So funny how well I do during races where I have injuries.

We did our rounds to see the tents and stuff at the post party. They had root beer floats. We each had one and some water and I had a banana. We started home and I realized the kids would still be home. We got back and my mother-in-law was getting my daughter ready for the parade. We decided to go ahead and let them take the kids as planned while my husband and I got cleaned up a bit. We made it back outside our house just in time for the parade. Several waves made it by and we didn’t see them. I even saw some jerk come up right behind a group of moms and kids in his car. He was an older “gentleman” with a handicap sign around his rearview mirror. I said really loud in his direction, “What is wrong with this guy?” Then I saw my people on the sidewalk. My Littles were a bit behind the rest of the crowd which is why I think they were on the sidewalk instead of the road. I’m afraid they are not super fast on their trikes. Baby Girl wasn’t even riding hers. She was skipping in front of my poor mother-in-law dragging the trike along. I took the trike and asked Baby Girl if she was going to ride it anymore. “Nope,” she said skipping along with her helmet still on her head. I put her trike away while she skipped along next to my mother-in-law on the way to the pool. I got out and back to the road in time to see my son riding his trike. He was determined to ride his trike all the way there all by himself. My husband wanted to put something on the trike to help him along since we don’t have one of those trikes with a handle. So he tied some webbing to it but left some slack in it to let our boy know he was doing all the work. After a while my husband did start to pull a bit. Our boy was getting a little tired.

At the pool, they always have ice cream truck. Everybody got ice cream. The kids wanted to try those kiddie things in the shape of Spiderman and Hello Kitty, but they do not taste good. They did that last year and didn’t eat them. I told them they were not getting those this year. We got them ice cream sandwiches because they taste better. Everybody was happy. It was a little cool that morning to go swimming, not to mention crowded. So we walked back home and skipped the pool.

We ended up having my sister-in-law and her family over later to grill some burgers and hot dogs. There is always some fireworks near our house, but my sister-in-law was too tired to stay. Most of her gang left before the fireworks because they saw them the night before at her neighborhood. My mother-in-law and father-in-law stayed with my oldest nephew and we watched the fireworks from up the street. It was a good time, but boy were we all tired.



Our Return To The Chiefs 5K

So my husband sent me an email and said to sign us up for the Chiefs 5K. I was surprised until I saw that they were returning to the stadium instead of the practice field. The first time we did the Chiefs 5K was with the kids when they were one and half and Hubby pushed them in the stroller. It wasn’t too early in the morning and we had fun ending the race on the field. We played with the kids and got pictures of the them with the Chiefs cheerleaders. We just haven’t been back because Hubby thought it wouldn’t be as fun out on the practice field.

My smaller size shirt.

My smaller size shirt


This time the race started at 8 PM. It was still stroller friendly but we thought the kids should be in bed that late and my in-laws said they would babysit. It was nice to not have to start in the back, but we still got behind quite a few slower runners. I blame part of that on the fact that my husband was poking around in the car for so long.

We forgot packet pick-up again so we went early to get that and put our stuff back in the car. The shirts were a lot nicer this year than the last time we ran the race. Although it did not indicate we were season ticket holders like the shirt we got for the first race we did. I thought my shirt might be too big. I’m not sure if it is because I lost weight or if the shirts ran big. I didn’t want to make a fuss, so I just took my shirt that I signed up for and headed back to the car.

My husband thought people would be tailgating and having fun, but he didn’t seem to want to join in on any of it when we got back to the car. He just kept messing with his phone and fiddling around with other stuff. My frustration turned into a necessity when I told him I needed to go to the bathroom but that didn’t seem to hurry him up any. He finally gave in and came with me after several threats of going off by myself. I was willing to go alone and find him later, but he kept telling me to wait for him. I was worried that the porta potties would be gross but they had a regular bathroom in the building where we got our packets. Once that was all done Hubby wanted to stay at the top of the stairs by the building instead of lining up. Now I’ll agree it was hot out and the car was air conditioined and being in a crowed can be even hotter, but it was a big pain trying to pass all those people at the beginning of the race too. I was just all kinds of irritated by the time the race started. I keep telling him we should just each do our own thing at the beginning and meet at the end in order to keep the peace.

Before we started they sang the national anthem. We turned to look at the flag and the drummers that were there for entertainment couldn’t hear and kept drumming. So these goof-balls standing on top of a bench or something were still dancing and well goofing around a bit. Finally toward the end of the song, the drummers stopped and the goof-balls figured out that everybody was not turned to watch them dance but to look at and respect the flag behind them. They promptly got down and turned toward the flag as well.

When we took off there was quite a bit of a clog. We ran up on the grass a little to pass some people. It didn’t take as long this time to get pass the slower people like it did when we had the stroller. That is of course because we were not in the very back like last time. The course was very different this time. They took us out and around the stadium but about the time my Garmin went off at the two mile mark, we started to head into the stadium. I thought, “Oh my gosh! We are doing 1.1 miles in the stadium! How are they going to do that?” Well they took us in and up what I call a round about on one side of the stadium. Once we got to the top we ran along the back side and then down one level and back another side. Then we ran down another back side.We went up one level on another corner and ran down that side. By the time we made it to the other corner, they ran us all the way back down and across to the outside onto the field. We ended on the fifty yard line like the first time we did the race.

I noticed that we did not get a medal this time. I’m not sure when they stopped doing that since we skipped a year or two. They also had a chip in the bib and timed results. The last time we ran it, it was not timed. My official time was 0:29:36.75. My Garmin said I did 2.82 miles in 0.29:48.4. Hubby and I discussed what could have gone wrong with the distance. I remembered reading this article here. The best we could figure is that maybe the satellites could not reach our Garmins at some points in the stadium.

We hung around a lot longer this time. Maybe because it was night and a little cooler now. We both purchased a Budweiser. Budweiser is not our first choice but they did not have much in the way of choices for the beers. I really liked the cans though. They were red and we thought it had something to do with the Chiefs but it said Royals on it. I was actually one of the few people wearing a blue Royals shirt. I do not have much in the way of red running shirts and on a hot night like that I was not wearing cotton.


We saw some interesting things while we were there. We saw they had Jenga set up at two spots. They had one end set up where you could try to kick a short field goal. The other end had mannequin type things dressed out in Chiefs football gear with pads and all. The head was missing so you or your kid could get a picture. I was so ready to go and get some food. I think I was getting a little “hangry.” Hubby took off his shoes and was just chillin’ walking around in the grass. I already tried to stretch on the field and my legs were itchy from the grass. I was not about to take my shoes off and get my feet itchy.

When Hubby finally decided to leave, we left through the locker rooms because we decided to do the tour this time. I remember when we did the stadium tour several years ago they said it was bad luck to step on the logo in the locker room. I wondered how they did these do it yourself tours with so many people coming in and without a guide to tell them. When we got in I saw it was “fenced” off but I could still see little kids stepping on it.

The logo in the locker room.

The logo in the locker room.

We left our coupon for the store that came with our packet in the car. So I hope we get a chance to use it before it expires. We did stop by packet pick-up again to see if they had a smaller size shirt for me. They were fine with the trade. Hubby went back to the car to get my other shirt to give back to them while I used the bathroom again. He came back after what seemed a long time. The gentleman at pick-up even asked how far we parked because it seemed a while since he left. I asked him what took so long as we walked outside and Hubby showed me he moved the car closer.

After we left we got some food at Old Chicago. We used to go there a lot before we had the Littles. They are pretty family friendly and they are running a deal where kids eat free this summer with a full price entrée. So we’ve been going there a lot again. I guess my in-laws didn’t expect us to go out and eat which seems weird since they know we didn’t have dinner before we left. They didn’t seem too upset when we got back, but we would have been home a little earlier if the service had not been slow that night. We usually don’t have that kind of trouble, but we did that night.

All and all it was a fun run. I felt a little nauseous on the round abouts like I was on an amusement park ride, but it was still fun. I think if Hubby wasn’t testing me and I wasn’t so “hangry” it would have been more fun. We might do it again next year.