Saturday dawned cold & dark. Hubby & I made our way out to the east valley which is even colder than our part of the valley due to the higher elevation. I wasn’t feeling too shabby. There were a lot more folks participating in this race. I was supposed to meet Athletica there but didn’t find her. As it turns out she was participating in the 10K instead that followed a different route than the 5K. As I waited with the gazillion other runners jumping up and down to get warm at the start line, I noticed a girl in silver stretch pants and a gauzy tutu. I’m thinking, is she really running in that get up? As it turns out she was a musician and was filming a video. She wore a numbered bib like the rest of us. All of us would be ‘extras’ for this video. Her name is Mindy Gledhill. She reminded me of Taylor Swift a bit but I’ve never heard of her. A camera filmed us at the finish line. I really hope it didn’t catch me. My nose was running.
We got the queue to go and everyone lurched forward into the cold morning. I was feeling pretty good but got thirsty real quick. All the cold medicine has been drying me out. At the first water station I grabbed a paper cup. Unfortunately I drank it too fast and half of it went down the wrong pipe! I started choking and automatically opened my mouth sending a stream of water out as a liquid projectile. As circumstances would have it, a petite blond just happen to be running by as I was having my ‘incident’. Lets just say she got a shower she wasn’t expecting. Not to mention how chilly the morning was already. I apologized to her. I was sooo embarrassed. She was looking at me like she couldn’t believe that just happened and she sent a glance of disgust at the girl next to her who could have been her twin. Oh well. It’s not like I did it on purpose. She should thank her lucky stars that it was only water. At least they’ll have a story to tell for some time to come. I hope that didn’t make it into the music video!
After stopping to tie my sneaker five times, I turned a corner near the finish line and there was hubby waiting with Abby. He was scanning the crowd and when he spotted me he casually said, “Hi honey,” as if I had just come in the door from work. I found it kind of endearing in a way. I beat my old time and did the race in 38:10 minutes. We didn’t hang around for the free orange wedges and banana halves, and ended up taking off to get some breakfast instead. I was happy to still have participated but was happier that it was over.
I took a shower upon arriving home and then drove straight to the clinic. As suspected I have a respiratory infection. The nurse practitioner prescribed antibiotics which I took with a Diet Coke I got from the Burger King drive-thru nearby.
The rest of the weekend we didn’t do all that much. I did get my eyelashes extended as a treat. I really like how they came out and have been batting my eyelashes at hubby. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised when he leaned in (I was thinking I was going to get a kiss) and then asked me if I had something in my eye that was bothering me. Ah, yes…we try. We learn. We move on.