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I mentioned a whole list of things that haven’t gone well this year in some of my previous post. Unfortunately, things have not really improved much. I don’t want to recap because it is just too depressing to go down the list. I will tell you what is new and shine some silver linings like the fact that Hubby finally did his CCVI Trolley make-up run.

First I’ll give you a little background since my last post. My grandmother has not been doing well. She is in her ninety’s. She is a tough bird. She can’t walk real well anymore. My cousin is a nurse and lives next door to her. She asked Mammaw to move in with her and her family a while ago. It was so nice of her. They have always had a very special relationship. It also helped out my sister.

My sister wasn’t having a good time with bills. She did not like the idea of moving back home, but her job has her on the road all over the United States. So it isn’t like she is stuck in “Small Town USA.” She gets out, explores, works, has fun, etc. Plus the internet connects people in ways we never had in the past. So she sold her land in Mississippi and moved back to Arkansas. She is paying Mammaw rent and taking care of the place while Mammaw lives with our cousin. It makes me feel a little bit better that my sister is there for Mammaw and Mom especially since Dad’s death. I know my sister’s job has her out a lot, but to at least have one person there to check on Mom every now and then is great. I know my cousins still live there, but they have their hands full. I mean you can only ask so much of someone even if they are family.

We saw everyone back in May at Dad’s funeral. It was a good visit even if it was under really sad circumstances. We should still go back as soon as we can to see Mammaw again. Things keep popping up each weekend. I feel like we are just going to have to choose something to cancel soon and go.

We did a video call recently. My cousin was home and showed Mammaw what to do. She “talked” with my kids. They love the faces and filters on the app. I was worried she was getting annoyed with them playing with the phone while trying to talk. My cousin assured me that Mammaw enjoyed seeing them.

This weekend is the zoo run. It is because of all this other stuff we’ve scheduled that Hubby has waited so long to do his make-up run. Well that and the broken ribs after his horrible bicycle accident. He was able to do the Royals 5K and then he did some of the MS150 bike ride last weekend. It was crazy that he hasn’t done any cycling since his wreck and he jumps on his bike and does about eighty miles. I thought he would run with me the next day to get it done, but he was sooooo spent after that bike ride. He waited until we could run with the Garry Gribble store group.

It was a crazy busy day Wednesday. For the kids it was school, martial arts class, and then church with the grandparents. When we came back from one of our outings, I smelled a bad smell in the house. Our cat hasn’t been doing too well. He is about fifteen years old. He has some age related conditions that has me either cleaning pee, puke, or poop. So I thought maybe it was the cat. I went looking with a rag and cleaner in hand to search for the source of the smell. I did find something and cleaned. So I thought I had cleared up the problem.

Then I needed to put something in the basement. Our basement had some damage recently that we are trying to repair so when I smelled what was like rotten eggs I thought it was mold or something. It wasn’t until I spoke to Hubby about it a few minutes later that it hit me that it could be gas! I freaked a little internally and called the gas company.

At first I thought it was a false alarm because the gas guy wasn’t picking anything up with his tools. I had turned off the gas to be safe. Then he turned on the gas to our water heater and there was a small leak there. We are okay to be in the house with the gas off, but we’ve gotta get the water heater fixed or no hot water.

My mother-in-law graciously offered to take the kids to martial arts class since she was taking them to church later anyway. Hubby and I got a game plan for that night and the next few days to get things fixed. We went ahead with the Garry Gribble run. Hubby got his four miles in for his make-up run. It was hot and muggy. I mean no breeze at all. Thank goodness I already turned in my time because it was not a good run for me.

We got super quick showers with what hot water was left in the tank and then grabbed a bite to eat before going the grandparents place to get the kids. They ate before church. I asked if she could give them a bath and we would bring the PJs. We timed it just right. They were ready to get out of the tub when we arrived. Everybody was cleaned up and ready for bed when we got home.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting used to things going crazy or maybe I’ve just learned to roll with it. Wednesday was a little intense at times, but it seemed to all work out okay in the end. Maybe writing about it helps too. Now we just need to finish our basement repairs including the hot water heater and find time to get to see my Mammaw in person. Until then we will take one day at a time. Maybe that could be that title of my new country music song (see previous post for the inside joke).

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Forever Royal

It is that time of year again. We did the Royals 5K. This was Hubby’s first time running since he had his horrible bicycle accident. He was also not feeling well at all. I’ve been so scared that he is going to get pneumonia again. I thought maybe he would walk it and then go to the walk-in clinic at our doctor’s office after the race. Let’s just say that did not happen.

My mother-in-law and father-in-law came over as usual for these things. Actually for early morning races they usually spend the night. They did not for this one. They probably wanted at least one night in their own bed. They had just gotten back the night before from a trip to Colorado they took with my father-in-law’s sister and her husband.

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We met our brother-in-law and nephew inside the stadium. Our nephew wanted to run the race with a friend, but the friend had not signed up yet. He signed up at the race. Hubby picked up our nephew’s race packet, but they probably could have gotten it on their own since they were there in time and before us. We chit chatted a bit before the run. We talked about race times. It sounded like Hubby was going to try to run. It made me nervous since we aren’t sure about his broken ribs and he has only slept in our bed a handful of times since the accident. Laying straight down still hurts a bit. He has been sleeping in the recliner most nights.

We lined up a bit ahead of what my pace would really be, but I wasn’t feeling too guilty about it because a family including a grandma was lined up in front of us. Now don’t hold this against me, but they definitely looked like walkers. I am no “spring chicken,” and I know people old enough to be my grandparents that kick ass when it comes to running. When you’ve been running long enough, sometimes you can just spot the walkers and has nothing to do with age or weight.

The start was pretty good. The weather was good. They only had one small water stop in the middle. There was only one family that cheered us during the course. There was nothing flashy like a marching band or even the Moose Man. Speaking of which, what happened to the Moose Man? It was just a 5K. Well it was a 5K that still allowed you to do a lap on the outfield. If you read any of my other posts you know I gotta get my high fives. KayCee (the guy that puts up the W for Royal’s wins) was giving them along with people dressed as hot dogs with Mustard, Relish and Ketchup. Leaving the stadium and going up the ramp is the only time I walked the race other than when I got water.

I finished about five minutes faster than I thought I would. I finished in 30:06.38. Hubby finished in 28:22 being sick and healing from broken ribs! He didn’t go to the clinic after the race because he said he actually felt much better. Unfortunately that feeling did not last long. His eye was red and swollen Sunday. He went to the doctor that Monday. He got some medicine and some eye drops. The kiddos and I are still okay. Meaning we haven’t caught it yet.

I hope Hubby can do his make-up for the Trolley Run soon. That zoo run is sneaking up fast. We still haven’t heard anything on the Star Wars Light Side race yet. So we are free from any race commitments after the zoo run, but if you know us, we will be signing up for more races soon.

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Make-Up Time

I did my make-up run for the CCVI Trolley Run the beginning of August. I did it without Hubby and without really thinking that I would even do four miles at all that day. My original plan was to set aside a weekend for both my husband and I to run. I was worried my husband wouldn’t do it at all unless I do it with him. Then he had a horrible bicycle accident.

We haven’t had a great year. It has been kind of rough. First my husband’s cousin went into coma and then my father died. Fortunately my husband’s cousin has recovered wonderfully. Then a little over a month later we were at a Royals game headed to the outfield with our kids. Bubby and Sissy raced away from us to the stairs from the top-level. The stairs are concrete and they zig zag down at least three flights. Hubby went past Bubby and caught up to Sissy to hold her hand. I was in the process of catching up to Bubby when I saw him flying head first down one set of the stairs! They had both stopped racing when we told them to be careful and not run on the stairs. I’m not sure how he ended up falling.

Talk about a parent’s nightmare! I won’t go into all the emotions I went through, but just know I was happy he was alive and crying by the time I reached him. I wanted to just hold him and console him. I didn’t even see the HUGE knot on his head. My husband did and rushed us to First Aid at the stadium. We spent four innings in there waiting for the doctor to check him. Hubby held the ice on his head while I read him and his sister some small books I always carry in our backpack. It really helped calm him. The doctor finally came and checked Bubby. The doctor felt like Bubby would be okay since he never lost consciousness. He had a scrape on his chin, his neck and his knee. That was it other than the knot that looked SOOOO much better after the ice. He was up for playing mini golf in the outfield and grabbing some food before we went back to our seats to see the fireworks.

I got some emails weeks earlier from my husband’s Garmin that goes on his bike. He made me his emergency contact. Bubby’s scrapes were barely healed and it had been less than a week since his tumble when I got a text from Garmin that Hubby was in an “incident.” I was on the phone immediately. I knew he had his cordless headset on when he rides. So if everything was good he could still answer his phone to talk to me real quick. He answered, but all was not well. He told me he was okay for the most part but that he would call me back later.

He called me back from the emergency room and told me to call his parents to watch the kids and grab him some extra clothes. My mother-in-law and father-in-law came over to watch the kids while I went to get Hubby at the emergency room. My father-in-law went with me in case Hubby had a hard time walking. It was a good thing too. Hubby looked terrible. He had road rash all over him. His shoulder looked like someone slapped a piece of raw meat on it. His helmet was broken and it looked like it left bruises on his bald head. He ended up with broken ribs and no head injury. We didn’t leave until almost midnight. We had to go to an all night pharmacy a little ways out of our way. Hubby had no food or water even though he had been cycling pretty hard and probably needed some water. The hospital didn’t want him consuming anything in case they needed to do surgery. We stopped and got him a hamburger and brought it home. He was so tired and in pain. His parents left after we got him settled in the recliner to sleep. He said laying down straight hurt too bad and he could not sleep in our bed.

I took the kids to vacation bible school the next morning. When I came back home my husband showed me a comment on his cycling group page made by the sister of lady that was involved in Hubby’s wreck. See Hubby and the rest of his group were probably going about twenty-five mph down a hill when Hubby’s bike chain slipped. He went down and two ladies right behind him could not stop or swerve. They ended up running him over (probably how he got his broken ribs) and got injuries of their own. One lady mostly just had road rash and some swelling. The other lady got a bad gash around her eyebrow from her sunglasses. The lady with the cut got stitches which were done by the ER doctor. She somehow got an appointment and already had a plastic surgeon fix them that morning. Her sister posted a picture of the results and then made a snarky comment about how my husband caused the wreck and had not reached to those injured.

Now if you know ANYTHING about cycling you know that when you ride in a group and a wreck happens it is very possible more than one person is going down. A lot of times these wrecks happen to no fault of the riders. That is if they are not doing something stupid like turning in front of someone without signalling. I mean I don’t ride and I know this. Also this was barely within twelve hours of the incident. Hubby made a comment to the lady with the head injury in the same thread BEFORE her picture was posted. The lady with the cut asked how he was doing. He replied he was okay but that he was sorry his accident caused her and the other lady to go down as well. I guess her sister didn’t see that! I guess a comment in Facebook first thing in the morning after Hubby had been in the hospital most of the night and on pain killers just wasn’t good enough for the “protective sister.” Can you tell this woman is NOT on my good side?

Anyway a lot of my husband’s cycling buddies are definitely setting up their emergency contacts on their Garmin. Come to find out I called Hubby before he could even make it off the pavement. A friend picked up Hubby’s phone for him as he was getting off the ground and told him his wife was calling. I looked back at the text and emails Garmin sent me that night. Garmin even gave me his coordinates.

So this all leads up to why I decided to turn in my run and let Hubby heal and decide when he is ready to do his make-up run. I usually run three times a week in different areas. I am totally addicted to Jeff Galloway’s training plan. I still kind of follow it. So if we do another Disney race, I have no problem jumping back into things. I ended up doing a really good run one morning. I usually only get in a little over three and half miles, but this particular morning I got in four miles. I did about a ten minute mile which is really good for me. I talked it over with Hubby and he said to go ahead and submit it.

If Hubby ends up needing someone to run with him, I will run with him. That is probably how it will happen. He is not much of a solo runner. He’ll have to do it soon though.

So nothing exciting happened on my run thankfully. We’ve just had a very rough summer so far. This post is already a bit long and the run of not so good things didn’t really stop there. Seriously I mean I sometimes feel like we are living a bad country music song. My Dad would have totally appreciated that joke.

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Drip, Drip, Drip, Boom!

So we lucked out doing three half marathons in Kansas City area in the Spring without getting completely soaked. Well we weren’t so lucky for the Four on the Fourth this year. Rain was in the forecast for the morning but luckily it wasn’t for the evening because you know, fireworks.

My in-laws stayed the night as usual when we do one of our early morning races. I just knew we were going to be late because Hubby had a hard time getting out of bed. Of course we weren’t late. We were fine. We parked where we normally do and casually walked to the start. I took the kids to get our race packet at Gary Gribbles the day before so we didn’t have to worry about that. I brought my race shirt with me because I’m not real fond of tank tops. I had hoped to switch it out after the race if there was a chance.

Hubby commented that he didn’t think there would be much going on after the race since it was going to rain. We bumped into one of our kiddo’s classmates and his mom. She had him and his little sister in a double stroller to do the race. We chit chatted about kids’ birthday parties and then lined up for the race.

It was already sprinkling a bit but as soon as the race started, so did the rain. I’ve never been afraid to run in the rain. I started my love of running with the hashers in Little Rock. If you don’t know what the hash is, it is a “drinking club with a running problem.” Some kennels (chapters) are more into running than others. Little Rock is big into running. They run on anything: trails, asphalt, drainage ditches, thick bushes with thorns, poison ivy, etc. They will run in anything as long as it is safe. I’ve run in rain (without lightning), snow, sleet, etc. So, yeah, I wasn’t really phased by the rain much.

It really started to pound on us when I was about around mile two. I also started to lose sound in my wireless headset. I just got my LG headset replaced because of the warranty and now it was getting soaked. I so hoped I could get it dry and save it. This was also the first year I dressed up for the race. We did Disneyland’s super hero race back in November. We did the Gauntlet Challenge. So we did two races. One race I had a Captain America shirt on with my white running skort and the other I did in a Spider Man shirt and black leggings. So of course I wore my Captain America outfit again. the problem was that my skort has a lot of fabric and I’ve tightened the waistband a bit since I’ve lost weight. The rain was really weighing my skort down. I wrung it out a few times. Thankfully I had the waist tight enough that it wasn’t going anywhere. I saw a few people around me that had to keep pulling shorts and such up because how the rain was weighing down their clothes.

I didn’t see any people taking pictures for the race, but I saw a few camera crews. I guess a bunch of people running in the rain on the Fourth of July is a good news story. I haven’t looked up anything on it yet. I just tried to smile even though I probably looked like a drowned rat.

My time was better last year according to my Facebook post. My time this year was 42:13. Last year it was 40:34. I was also apparently wearing the same running skort when you look at last year’s photos. Of course I didn’t get any photos because I was too busy getting drenched. I also didn’t see any on the website site. Usually a race will still have photos because the photographers usually have a bag or something over their cameras, but I guess it was raining too hard. Although by the time I got to about mile three it started to let up quite a bit. We even stuck around long enough after the race to get sunglasses and water bottles for the kiddos. They had Baby Girl’s favorite color, pink, and Little Man’s favorite color, purple, for the sunglasses. We also got our root beer floats.

It started to rain hard again as we finished our root beer floats. We decided to leave. I didn’t get a chance to exchange my shirt, but at least I had it with me to change into something dry in the car.

The kiddos were not real happy that our neighborhood kids’ parade was canceled. Well it was actually rescheduled to the next Saturday. Hubby was upset that his results were not listed. I did have a bit of an issue when we went to pick up our race packets.

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I should have not only asked to double-check my husband’s registration, I should have asked if I could have a men’s shirt. I’m not a fan of tanks. I think they let you trade it in later at one of the running stores or something, but we’ve had a series of bad accidents lately. 

I walked into the store to get our race packets during a slow time. A walked up to a young lady and she helped me get my bib. The gentleman beside her heard me give her my name and he started typing. He told her not to worry about my Hubby because he got his bib done. When he handed me my husband’s bib it had WXL on it. My bib had WL on it. I know mine meant woman’s large for my shirt. So I turned to the gentleman and told him I meant to get my husband a men’s XL. He looked back at the computer and said that it told him it we got a woman’s XL, but he would be happy to change it on the bib. I should have known then that there was an issue. I should have had him pull it up again.

That was the second time in a week that I had a gut feeling that I should have done something and did not. I had taken the kids and some friends to the Crown Center. We did Kaleidoscope and they gave us a ticket for free parking for three hours. When we left there was a gentleman standing there helping people with the parking machine. When I handed him our parking ticket and the pass he entered both and then said we owed eight dollars. It only took off three dollars! I was surprised, but my friend grabbed some money and handed it to him. He put it in the machine and gave us change. When I got home I was upset that I didn’t say anything. Then I thought maybe he was running a scam. I’m not sure he would benefit from it since he did everything through the machine and didn’t seem to pocket anything. If anything he made money for the parking garage.

At least this was fixable. Hubby gave me a screen shot from his Strava. I emailed the nice people at Four on the Fourth and explained the situation. I gave them his bib number and my bib number. They emailed me back first thing Wednesday morning and said it was fixed. I checked the website and sure enough it was fixed. They were super nice and fixed it super quick. Issue resolved. Wish I could still make the Crown Center issue right. I think it is more about me being hard on myself. Being an introvert isn’t a bad thing unless you let it. You have to speak up when you know something isn’t right.

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A Green Winter Wonderland

I couldn’t believe the weather forecast. Snow! It felt like Spring just a day or so ago. It was in the seventies. This was crazy! I didn’t want to run in snow! I was going to run the race in a green dress too. I tried it on to see if it was doable, but it was still a little snug even with the weight I have lost in the last year. I don’t think I could put anything under it to keep warm. So I had to scrape the dress idea. I hate the cold so much. At least the Westport St. Patrick’s Day run wasn’t at the butt crack of dawn. That would have been even colder.

The Hash House Harriers were still talking about a run later that day from the same part of town. One of the runners was doing the race and wanted to lay a trail from the same area since we would be out and about anyway. In case you don’t know, the Hash is a “drinking club with a running problem.” I wanted to do both runs, but I wasn’t sure Hubby wanted to with all the ball games going on that afternoon.

The day of the race we finally found the parking garage that was recommended in our race guide. We tried to find it last year with no success. So we just parked along one of the side streets. This year we found it and there were hardly any cars in the garage. We picked a spot next to a door and hoped we were okay. We didn’t pick up our packet the day before because it was in Westport and since the race is later in the morning we just got up a little early to get it that morning. No sense in making two trips out that far. I think a lot of people had the same idea because the packet pick-up line was pretty long. Thank goodness they were working quick inside to get us all through.

We went back to our car to drop off some of our stuff and put on our race bibs. We didn’t take their pins. We have too many at home. I had some in the car. We were shocked to see the numbers of cars that appeared once we were back out at ours. Apparently we got there early enough to beat the rush!

After we were ready, we went to Kelly’s Westport Inn. The hashers were meeting there. We went upstairs which is where we were last year. It was totally empty. The bar was shut down as well. We spotted them in the back when we went back down the stairs. There was only one couple there at that time. Hubby said something about doing an Irish Car Bomb. We did one before the run. I kept thinking how crazy we were for running in a race in the snow.

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The start of the race

We met up with some other hashers outside of Kelly’s and took off down the race route. I didn’t see any of them until the end. Hubby realized that he is faster than me at the beginning and I usually catch up to him at the end. So thankfully we ran our own race and I finished maybe a minute or so behind him.

My first mile was super rough. I looked down thinking I was at least a mile and half in but my Garmin said I was barely at a mile. I turned it on before I passed the starting line. I gave myself a pep talk. The first mile is usually the worst in just about any run I do. After the first mile it seems to go faster. My first mile was 12:04 minutes per mile. That used to be a normal pace for me. My pace now is more around 11:45. My second and third mile were much better. I’m not sure if I was just trying to get out of the cold or what but they were 10:09 and 10:05. That is really good for me. My goal is to get to a ten minute mile.

I remembered that the people who gave out Bloody Marys and beer were usually right before the last big hill. I pushed it a bit and made that last mile 9:33! That is really good for me. The people handing out the Bloody Marys and beer must have been scared away by the cold because they were not there. So of course I had to have a Bloody Mary when we got back to Kelly’s.

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The finish line after we checked out some vendors and got some refreshments.

My time on my Garmin was 42:57 for 4.11 miles. My official time was 40:23 for 4 miles. Like I said, I started my Garmin before the start line. We spent the rest of our time at Kelly’s before the Hash run. Several people started to show. The snow didn’t scare everybody away after all. We were supposed to leave and get something to eat, but someone got some kind of mini calzones for everybody. We had some more drinks and Jello shots. Of course I over did it a little because I don’t go out like that very often.

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Snow!

The time came to leave the bar and run again. The cold didn’t spoil my fun since I was already somewhat used to it. I had on my fleece since we were doing a lot of walking. I forgot to turn my Garmin on but I did my Charity Miles for both the race and the Hash run/walk. I think we did about three miles on the Hash run.

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More snow!

It was a full day of running in the snow. My in-laws had just got back into town the day before our race. So they had not seen the kids in about a week. They were happy to watch the kiddos for us. I think we forgot to tell them how long we would be out that day though. Next year I must have a better game plan for the adult refreshments. I’m not twenty anymore.

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Fun At The Zoo

Long packet pick-up lines seems to be the theme here. Alright if you read my previous post about the Royals 5K packet pick-up then you know how surprised I was that the line was that long. It was crazy. The packet pick-up for the zoo was a bit of a drive for us to Fleet Feet Sports but it was bearable. I was surprised again at how long the line was. I got a good look because the parking was insane as well. I drove all around the shopping area to try to find a spot. I got lucky and got one in front of one of my favorite pizza places, Minsky’s. I had the kids with me because I had just picked them up from preschool. Hubby was working from home, so I could have left them with him, but the kids have been in the house too much recently. In hindsight I should have taken the kids home.

The line was out the store and down the sidewalk passed quite a few other businesses. The big difference about this line was that it went a lot faster than the Royals 5K line. We also heard that some people were there to sign up for the run that day and they had to be turned away because it was sold out! How great is that for the zoo run! The kids were good in the line. I was actually real proud of them. When we got inside they had a big cute stuffed dog that the kids petted. I saw a tattoo of the TIE fighter on a guy behind me in line. It was on his forearm and then I realized he had the Xwing Starfighter on the other arm. I couldn’t help but ask him about the Disney Star Wars runs. He asked if they were in Kansas City with a tone that made me think either he just didn’t have time/money to travel or was maybe anti-Disney. Not sure but I definitely picked up on something. I told him they were at Disney. I mentioned that we were doing the superhero half this year and we wanted to do both dark and light side Star Wars runs sometime soon. I pointed out how the kids don’t complain much when we make these type of family trips for races. Then the next thing I know, I had the shirts and bibs and was on my way. I think the lesson learned here is not to get a packet within the first two hours and if I can go by myself, then do so. On the bright side, it was still a little mini adventure for the kids and kept them out of the house.

The plan on race day was very similar to last year. My in-laws had something they needed to do that afternoon, but they stayed the night before the race so the kids could get some rest in the morning. They were going to bring the kids to the zoo so we could have a zoo day. Last year my in-laws didn’t stay, but this year they said they might.

Of course the kids woke up before we left since they are used to getting up early for school. We kissed them good-bye and headed to the run while my in-laws got them breakfast. We were about fifteen minutes later than I wanted. I remembered that we had to walk to the start, but I couldn’t remember how far. The lady at the packet pick-up said it was a twenty minute walk. It wasn’t. It was maybe a five minute walk. We were there in plenty of time. We got in the correct wave and waited a few minutes for the start. The sun was coming up and it was getting hot but other than the heat it was a beautiful day.

I really wanted to do a sub forty minute race so I knew that pictures would be tough. When I was running I saw one girl take her phone out and take pictures while running! I thought, “Hmmm, I could do that, but then again maybe not. I would probably fall flat on my face while being distracted.” The route was the same as last year. I don’t think there were any changes. It is a fun route that is mostly in the zoo. The hill coming back to the main part of the zoo and out of “Africa” really sucks. I walked that part. I also walked one or two hills in “Australia.” I know when I reached mile two in Africa I was doing about ten minute miles which is my goal. The hills kind of killed it for me for the last two miles. I was also really hot. I did keep up with a lady dressed as a lion and a gentleman running in camouflage running clothes. I feel like my pace was good.

I found Hubby pretty quick at the finish. We stayed in the shade by the medical tent for a while to drink some water and cool off. My Garmin said I did 3.96 miles in 41:41. My official time for the four mile run was 41:25. My official time last year was 42:14. I did better but not by much. When I go back and look at the videos on the results website I look like I’m limping. I’m  guessing that is my plantar fasciitis. The video from the year before does not look like that. I’ve got to correct that! I’ve been told to do more strength training. I don’t like the idea of joining a gym, but that might be the only way I can do it. Strength training at home is soooo boring.

My elastic hair band broke before we left to the main parking lot to get our Sweet 16 Series prize and food. I thought I would give it a long shot and ask the nice lady at the medial tent if she had just a basic rubber band lying around. When I asked her I said it definitely wasn’t a medical emergency but I wondered if she had an extra band lying around. I showed her my broken one. There were no runners at the tent. So they were not over run attending to anybody. To my surprise, she pulled the hair band from her hair to give to me! I told her no that I’m sure she needed her band for her hair on such a hot day. She said no, that she knew she had an extra band plus she had some bands on her wrist she could use. I said thank you and put her band in my hair. Hubby poked fun at me for taking the band from her hair like I took the shirt off her back or something. I started to feel bad instead of finding it funny. He then back peddled and said he was sure she was fine since she said she had an extra. So to the nice lady at the medical tent, thank you! We stayed at the zoo with the kids for hours and it was hot. Without that band I would have been miserable trying to keep my hair up  and off my sweaty back and neck.

 

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Crowd and band at on after party

 

Now here is where the real frustration starts. We saw a McDonald’s tent with a long line. We saw people eating doughnuts and cinnamon rolls so we just assumed that we were in line for food especially since it was so long. While waiting we listened to the band play and saw someone dressed at a T-Rex. We were in line for a bit when someone said they thought the line was for results. Well we know we can look up results anytime. So Rodney asked if I would check out and see what was what for sure. I got out of line and saw that it was for the Sweet 16 Challenge tent. I thought it was fine that he stay in line because we still needed to pick up our prize which was a fleece blanket. There was a super short line next to it for results and an even shorter line for McDonald’s which is nothing other than water, apple slices, and coupons. I grabbed a few coupons and turned to get back in the other line with Hubby, but I almost ran right into him. I asked him why he got out of line before I came back to him. He didn’t answer. I told him why we still needed in that line and he still didn’t answer. He got a few coupons as well and we went looking for food. We found the cinnamon roll line, but it was for Stroud’s which he doesn’t like. There was a tent next to it with no line for bread rolls which I didn’t want either. There was a bit of a long line for Shatto Milk which is a local dairy farm here in Kansas City. They have some really yummy milk. They were pretty much out of chocolate when we got to the front of the line. I had some cookies and cream milk. I can’t remember what Hubby got but he got more than one. I wasn’t real happy about that. I figured one for each person and go. I didn’t want to be stingy, but nobody said anything to him so maybe it was okay.

We finally double backed to the Sweet 16 tent. Hubby did not want to stand in the long line again. It was still huge and getting bigger by the minute. We thought that people just didn’t know what was going on and got in a line kind of like we did. A whole group of people walked away when they said it was just for the Sweet 16 finishers. Hubby jumped in, told them our name to scratch off the list, grabbed two blankets and we were out of there. Strange thing was that the doughnuts were right next to the tent on the other side opposite the McDonald’s tent with no line. We got our Krispy Kremes and headed for the parking lot since that was about the time my in-laws called.

 

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View of the party

 

We told them to hold tight and we went to find them. It just seemed easier than trying to find us in a crowd. Once we found them, we walked to our car that we rode in that morning to change clothes. The kids and my in-laws hung out in the shade of a big tree in the parking lot. It was amazing how much cooler I felt in nice dry clothes. We went in the zoo so the kids could have some fun zoo time. My in-laws stayed with us for a bit. My mother-in-law mentioned that the Tuxedo Grill was not open the last time she was there. I was surprised. I think it has been open for at least two years now. We showed them some of the other new things at the zoo like the Koala bears. We enjoyed the air conditioning at the polar bear exhibit and the snake house. My in-laws had to leave before we had a chance to see the penguins and then make our way to the train. We rode the Sky Safari and walked back to the zebra tram. We were all so tired and hungry. We got an Icee to share and then headed to McDonald’s on the way home. We don’t eat there a whole lot. We try to make it a treat once in while. I left the coupons we got that morning in our car that my in-laws took back to get to our house and get their car. Come to find out it was only good for restaurants near the zoo. Ugh! I hate it when they do that on coupons. We stopped at a McDonald’s closer to our house.

It was a tiring fun filled day. We even got the kids some toys from the zoo gift shop. We love being members of the zoo and getting discounts with our membership. That added to the happy meal toys and the kids made out like bandits. I think I really like the Sweet 16 Challenge. I hope I do it again next year. I’m not sure if Hubby will do it with me. Like I said, he is not super excited about getting up and running anymore. He is all about the cycling though.

 

 

 

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Baby, You’re Much Too Fast

We did the CCVI Trolley Run again as part of the Sweet 16 series. If you remember last year I said I wanted to join our running buddies team because their daughter was born with bilateral congenital microphthalmia with cyst. CCVI stands for Children’s Center for the Visually Impaired. Since then they had a little boy born with the same thing. I shared Facebook posts to help raise money for their team even though at first Hubby and I were not on the team. I emailed the contact with the Sweet 16 series and they said they could not transfer me to the team. The mom whose post I shared commented that she was having that same problem with some other runners that wanted to join her team. She said she would see what she could do. I also emailed a contact with the Trolley Run but go no response. I thought we just were not going to be on the team. Then Hubby picked up our shirts and registration packet and I had the team shirt but he didn’t. I think the mom forgot about him since I was the “squeaky wheel” on Facebook. It was all good though. I donated some money and I know of at least one family member that donated as well. I was proud to wear their shirt for team Wiz Kidz.

Regular Shirt and Team Shirt

The front of the regular shirt and team shirt were the same. The team shirt was red and had the team name on the back.

My in-laws stayed the night once again to babysit for the race. They didn’t take them to church this year because they had to head back to Fayetteville to pack the last bit of things they needed for their new place here in Kansas City. See they rented for a year or so while the building for senior citizens they found was being built. Now that it is finished they had to get ready to move into it. My husband’s plan was to go with them after the race so he could help them move the heavy things. We had planned on going to the Royals game to join my multiples mom club for multiple birth awareness. We ended up selling our tickets since he needed to help his family and I didn’t want to wrangle the twins by myself. So they all slept in as long as they could while we got up at the “butt crack of dawn” to do the race.

We actually left a little later this year then we did last year. We found a parking garage and walked to the buses. The line was a bit longer than last year because we were later. The weather was nicer this year. Something else that was different was the waves. They did not assign colors on the bibs. They had pacers instead. You just line up with your pacer. I lined up with the nine minute mile people with my Hubby. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to line up with other Wiz Kidz members or not. Hubby even said he was told he could still run with them. I was worried we lined up in the wrong place. Then I saw several other Wiz Kidz shirts and relaxed a bit. The race had drones filming the beginning of the race. I didn’t bring my head phones but I wish I had. This race actually says to not bring headsets but people still do.

I saw a lot of people from Rock The Parkway. There was the lady with the comic strip running skirt, and the man with the kilt. I don’t think I mentioned him in my post. The pacer from Rock The Parkway made a comment about the guy’s kilt being a skirt. I almost ran up to him to tell him the joke I saw on Facebook, but the pacer was still in earshot and I didn’t want the encounter to be awkward. The joke was, “Why do they call it a kilt?….Because they kilt every one that called it a skirt.”

The race was pretty good. My time was about two minutes faster than last year. Last year was 40:47. This year it was 38:19. If you did the math you know I didn’t stay with my pace group but I sure did try. One of the multiple moms in my group did it last year and said she was doing it this year as well. She said she hasn’t ran since last year’s race, but she works out a lot. I saw a Facebook post that said she ran it in about 33 something. I see something like that and I just keep reminding myself how much I have  improved and that I am on my own journey. It can be so hard not to compare.

I did note during the run that I was passed by four different runners with strollers. They looked like pretty fit and fast runners anyway. Again, I’m on my own journey. I passed a blind runner and his guide. I heard so many people say encouraging things to him. I told him what a good job he did later in the race. I stopped and got some of the bacon this year. Last year there was a group cooking bacon and I didn’t get any. I don’t know about last year, but this year it was good and crispy just like I like it. I kind of wished there had been a beer stop near it. I said as much out loud and a gentleman passing me said, “Now that is what I’m talking about.”

Something I wish I had a picture of for this post is the sign in someone’s front yard. It was written in purple. It said, “Baby, you’re much too fast.” They also had “Little Red Corvette” playing. I thought that was pretty awesome. In case you have been living under a rock, the world lost a truly great artist, Prince. I wrote this as my Facebook post.

I didn’t grow up with David Bowie’s music. I like his music and one of my favorite movies is Labyrinth. I do miss him and after he passed I showed my kids the movie. Prince, on the other hand, I grew up with his music. When I think of music of my childhood I think of Prince, Madonna and Michael Jackson to name a few. I remember all my friends had the Purple Rain soundtrack but my Mom wouldn’t let me get it because of the song, “Darling Nikki.” I don’t think I actually heard the whole song until I saw him in concert when I was in my twenties. Thanks, Jennifer, that night rocked!

Like a lot of other people out there, I’ve been listening to a lot of Prince lately and the sign made me smile.

I knew Hubby would beat me on a shorter distance race like this. He was waiting for me at the end. I wasn’t sure what we could do after the race. His parents wanted to hit the road as soon as they could. Last year we went to brunch while they were still in church with the kids. This year we got yogurt, chocolate milk, water and bananas at the race. They also had an after party section at the plaza. It was the similar to last year, but it was so cold we didn’t stay long. This year we actually got some frozen custard and the pizza that they offer. I wanted to find some of the Wiz Kidz team that we knew but even though I saw a lot of Wiz Kidz shirts, I didn’t know any of them. I saw the dad run back at mile three. I figured he finished and was going back to do the last of the course again with his family. I saw pictures later that confirmed that. They looked so good crossing that finish line. They are such a wonderful family.

One of our hashers ran the race as well. She also belongs to the Kansas City Track Club and helped sign us up at the Westport race. We didn’t stick around to talk to Wiz Kidz or hashers. We kind of just ate and went back home. Which was fine, but I think I would have had more fun socializing. At least Hubby got back in time to mow our lawn which really needed it. My in-laws were in a hurry but they knew our lawn would look so bad by the time Hubby got back and he doesn’t really like me doing the lawn. My job is the shrubs. They still left town at a decent hour to get things packed and ready to go. So in the end everybody was happy.

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