Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Let's NOT Train for a Marathon!


I told y'all at the end of July about my stress fracture.  I went to the doc for a follow-up after 2 weeks of being immobile and non-weight bearing.  I was feeling hopeful and brought my left shoe to the appointment with me.

Our conversation went like this:

Doc: Go ahead and take the boot off and stand up.  Now hop on your left foot.

Me: (In my head) Shit, it kind of hurts.

Doc: How does that feel?

Me: Not healed.

Doc: Back in the boot.

Sonofa...

The good news was that I didn't have to use the crutches anymore.

Now for the bad news....

I knew it in my head before that day, but my heart finally came around after that appointment: I will not be running the Columbus Marathon this year.

This is very disappointing because I was supposed to run this marathon with my BFF, Carrie.  Ahem.  By "run with her", I mean "run 2 minutes per mile behind her".  Now, I'll be running the half.  There is a silver lining here (always the optimist).  I'll now be able to watch Carrie cross the finish line of her very first marathon.  If I were running the full, I'd miss her finish because I'd be behind her.  I'm very excited to witness her big moment.

I thought for a minute that maybe I could PR the half, but we'll have to see how training goes.

Which brings me to the present.

I had another appointment with my doc on the 24th.  Our conversation started out like it had earlier this month.

Doc: Go ahead and take the boot off and stand up.  Now hop on your left foot.

Me: Nothing....I FEEL NOTHING! WEEEEEE!

Doc: Did you bring a shoe with you?

Me: HELL YEA I DID!

And there you have it.  I'm healed.

Mostly.

My calf is weak from being in the boot for 4 weeks.  I start physical therapy today and hopefully I'll be back outside causing a ruckus in the predawn--where I belong--very soon.

My August ambassador assignment from Skirt Sports is to write about getting into fall race training.  Well, I'm not doing any training just yet.  Instead I'll tell you about the awesome clothes I've bought lately.  Last week, the mother-load was delivered to my house.  (Oh, my poor credit card.)


My order consisted of:
Whew, that's a lot of stuff.  It will come as no surprise when I tell you that I love everything!  I haven't run in the Kelly tank yet so I'm not sure it will give the support that I need, but it feels pretty snug and supportive.

The Redeption Capris are my very first pair of non-black running pants.  I stepped way out of my comfort zone when I ordered the Tantrum print, but I believe I'm in love.  I want everything in Tantrum print!

 
Other than the Redemption Capri, Tantrum print is available in the following pieces:
All of which I have (and love!) in another print.
Tantrum also comes in:
Which I haven't tried yet...don't worry, I'll get to it!

You can get your own Tantrum for 20% off when you use this discount code: SSRRMR20

Your turn:

Do you wear print pants? I've always felt too self conscious...but I'm going for it anyway!

Friday, July 31, 2015

Lately...


Yep.  It's been a while.
It's always hard for me to blog in the summer when the kids are home.  We're busy enjoying summer!

Here's what I've been up to lately....

On June 27th, Randy, the Ladies and I went to Michigan to visit my parents and to run a 5K.  This was Ellie's fourth 5K and my mom's first running 5K.  My mom is not a runner; she walks regularly and decided that she wanted to run to keep up with Ellie.  She rocked it!  I was so impressed.

Pre Race
Oh yea, and we ran in the pouring rain which makes any run 100% more badass.

Soaking Wet Post Race
On July 11th, I did a SUP and Run.  A mile and a half of stand up paddle board followed by a 2 mile run.  This was so much fun.  I talked a couple of friends into doing it with me.


I don't know if I've ever SUPed for a mile and a half before but surprisingly, I didn't start to get tired until I was almost done. 


The run was harder than I expected.  The SUP wore me out more than I thought.  Plus, it was hot that day.


I would totally SUP and Run again.  It was a LOT of fun.

On July 19th, Ellie ran her fifth 5K.  She and I signed up for the Daisy Dash. 

Of course Ellie wore her Skirt Sport Kid Skirt

The start and finish line was right in front of the American Girl store so you can imagine the pandemonium after the race.  We did have a lot of fun looking through the store.  Ellie and I have never been in an American Girl store.  We don't have any of the dolls....yet.  Ellie was eying a couple of them.  She reads the American Girl books at school and really likes Kit.  Perhaps a Christmas idea....


That brings me to the present.


What the hell?

It started with shin splints in both shins.  Probably because of my love for hill repeats.  No biggie, shin splints go away in a few days to a week.  A week later, my right shin felt better, but my left was still bugging me.  It wasn't bad.  There was no excruciating pain, it was a dull ache that came and went.  It ached in the car.  The vibrations must irritate it.  But it didn't feel worse when I ran.  So odd.

After the weekend of the SUP and Run, I decided to take a week off, maybe that would make it better.  Friday of that week, my shin was still bugging me and I thought it was strange that after 5 days off, it hadn't gone away.  Something minor would have been gone, or at least improved by then.  This is when I started to get nervous.

On Saturday, it felt a little better, but after the Daisy Dash (Sunday), the irritating pain was back.  Sigh.

I went to see a sports medicine doctor who told me that he was almost positive that I did not have a stress fracture, which is what I was most concerned about, but he wanted me to have an MRI just to be sure.  His thought was just bad shin splints.

My MRI was on Monday morning at 7am; one week after the Daisy Dash and I was feeling a lot better.  So much better than I almost cancelled the MRI, but since it was first thing on a Monday, I couldn't call the day before to cancel.  I went ahead with the MRI and I made plans with my friends for a short run on Tuesday morning and I was looking forward to getting back out there.  I was told by the MRI technician that my doctor would have the MRI results in 24-48 hours.

Less than 5 hours after my MRI, my doctor called.

Friends, it's never a good sign when the doctor calls.

"Jamie, I have some news that you don't want to hear..."

Crap.

The panic set in as I listened to his words...stress fracture....boot....crutches....

 Sonofabitch! 

"Does this mean I shouldn't run Tomorrow morning?"  He didn't think I was funny.


It's actually very lucky that he called me with the results so quickly.  Yes, I was feeling better, but had I run on it, I probably would have set myself back another week.

So here I am, not in pain, in a boot, trying to not feel sorry for myself, focusing on getting the rest of me stronger (core, back, buns and upper body).  I'm actually doing OK with the not-running.  The boot is tolerable.  The freaking crutches put me over the edge!  They're so....inconvenient.  But on the brighter side, my arms and shoulders are going to look really nice.

And I'm getting lots of puppy love.
Have you ever done a SUP and Run?  This was my first.  And the first in Central Ohio.  I'll definitely do another.
Have you ever been stuck in a boot?  Two years ago, I tore a calf muscle.  My boot has been stored in my basement since then.  I was not happy to see it again.

Monday, June 15, 2015

Catching Up

This was in my fortune cookie a few weeks ago.

Today is my ninth day of not running.  During the training for every big race, I promise my legs that if they get me to the finish line, I'll give them time off.  For the past nine days, I've been biking and walking and taking my kids to the water park but I have not been running.

Not to say that I haven't missed running, I have, but I have been happily not running.  I've been running over 100 miles monthly since August.  My body needed the rest.

My hiatus is coming to an end and tomorrow, on day 10, I will run.

Because I love it.

June will be a pretty low-mileage month and in July, I start marathon training!  My BFF, Carrie, has decided to drink the Kool-Aid and run a marathon!  In just over four months, Carrie and I will run the Columbus Marathon together.  Of course, by "together", I mean that I'll be running two minutes per mile behind Carrie.  But we'll be together...ish.

Last August, I went to Madison to run Carrie's first half marathon with her, in December she met me in Memphis to run St. Jude and in April, we ran the Kentucky Derby half together.  I really like getting to see my BFF every few months.  For years we didn't get to see one another on any regular basis.  Now, we're averaging every 6 months or so.

This was taken the night before Kentucky Derby.
We realized that this was the first time in 20 years that we've slept
slumber party style.
I'm so looking forward to hanging out with Carrie in October.

Back in January I told y'all about the people who broke into my car and stole my purse.  In March, the man was sentenced to four years in prison (my credit cards were not the only ones the people stole and used--there was quite a list).  The female missed her trial in March because she was in jail in a neighboring county. Winner.  A new date was set for her for June 1, but I received a letter saying that it was postponed until July 8.  Not sure what's up with that but I'm hoping she joins her buddy for a nice long while.  Idiots.

My public service announcement: If it's not yours, don't touch it.

You're welcome.

More news: Skirt Sports has updated their ambassadors webpage.  I feel so official!  I'm so excited to be representing Skirt Sports.  The giddy feeling hasn't worn off in the past few months.

Don't forget, use the code SSRRMR20 for 20% off your purchase!

Do you take self-imposed running breaks?
Do you have any big races coming up?
Have you ordered a skirt from Skirt Sports yet?

Monday, June 8, 2015

Another Dam 50K


So...this happened over the weekend.

Oh, you didn't know I was planning to run a 50K?  Not many others did, either.  After the Green Jewel disaster, I decided to keep this one to myself.  Many of my good friends didn't even know about it until a few weeks before the event.  I'm sure they speculated that something was up, but they let me have my secret until I was ready to share.

The night of Green Jewel while I was snuggled on the couch with my never ending vodka beverage and feeling sorry for myself, I perused the web for nearby 50Ks that were at least a month out to give my injuries time to heal.  I came across the website for Another Dam 50K.  It's put on by the Ohio River Road Runner's Club, the same club that runs my favorite half marathon.  It HAD to be a good one, right?  Well, it couldn't be worse than Green Jewel.

Four days after Green Jewel, I registered...and started training.  Again.

Back in May, my friend Angela and I ran 20 miles on the course, which was a 7.8ish mile loop.  I wanted to check out the trails and she was kind enough to accompany me.  The day we went was the first hot day of the year. Temps reached over 70 degrees and it was sunny.  This whole run was pretty miserable.  The course was hilly and parts were very technical.  Oh, and there was nature.  Everywhere.

I like nature, I really do.  I just don't like it when it touches me.  After 20 miles that day, I knew.  I was going to be touched by the damn nature.  For 31+ miles.

The dam.
Photo taken by Angela
Also, there was the dam.  One mile long and out in the sun.  Angela and I ran it twice that day and it was awful.  During the race, I'd have to run it four times.  The 50K was starting to sound like a terrible idea.

At least the scenery was pretty.


I spent the next few weeks running on hills as often as I could and hoped for the best.

Fast forward to race day.

Temps were in the mid-60s, we had total cloud cover and a cool breeze.  I couldn't have ordered a more perfect day.  I nestled in toward the back of the pack at the start.  I wasn't in a hurry, I had 31 miles to go.  The race director said a few words and said, "Go."  And we were off.  Gotta love a teeny tiny race.

Before the start.
Photo taken by Allen
I had plenty of nerves the day before, but none on race morning.  I was ready.

The race course has a figure-eight shape with two aid stations.  The main aid station was in the middle of the 8 and the start/finish was also an aid station at the bottom of the 8.  My friends, Allen and Sunshine came to cheer for me and serve as my aid station crew.  Randy and the Little Ladies were planning to come after lunch.  I was afraid there wouldn't be much for the kids to do and didn't want Randy stuck with bored kids all day.

My personal aid station
Photo taken by Sunshine

I passed the main aid station and Allen and Sunshine before mile 3.  Since I was carrying water and fuel, I didn't stop.  I did stop at both aid stations every time I passed through after that.  It was humid and I was going through water pretty quickly.  Allen and Sunshine had my bag and cooler with anything that I might need: my favorite flavor Powerade, Coke, sunscreen, chapstick (that I applied a few times), Body Glide, extra headbands (I changed my headband halfway through, it was awesome to put on a dry headband) and extra socks (in case it was wet and muddy--it wasn't).

Running through the aid station.
Photo taken by Allen
There were a few big hills on the course.  The first one was less than a mile from the start.  I'd been told by a few friends that it was best to walk the big ups.  Save my energy for the later miles.  Since every single person ahead of me walked the big hill, I had no choice but to walk.  Decision made.

There was one big downhill in the woods--at the top of the figure eight.  Tree roots built steps into the hill to climb down on.  When the tree roots ended, there were man-made wooden steps in the hill.  I took my time there, as well.  No use tumbling down the hill.

During my first loop, I made a friend.

Of course I did.  I'm me.

Her name was Lisa.  She has two daughters who are a few years older than mine.  We chatted and ran at a nice easy pace.  When we got to the start/finish aid station, she took her time, I did not and we were separated.

On the second loop, I made two more friends.

Their names were Gina and Dawn.  These ladies were badass.  This 50K was a training run for a 100 miler they've got coming up.  They were fun to chat with.  They'd done this 50K before and warned me that the third loop was misery--everyone loses their shit on the third loop--but the fourth loop is better.  Second wind, or something.

Some time during this loop, I was separated from Gina and Dawn and during this brief time, I tripped over the damn nature and found myself sprawled on the ground.  I wish I could say that I went down gracefully.  I did not.  It was quite a shame that there were no witnesses to help me laugh at myself.

I was reunited with Gina and Dawn at the main aid station and we ran together to the start/finish aid station where they took their time and I did not.  I was still feeling pretty good and didn't want to waste it.

I started my third loop at 15+ miles and as I ran, I waited.  I waited to feel the misery.  I waited to hit the wall.  I waited to lose my shit.

Photo taken by Allen
I was still smiling at the main aid station at mile 18...and at 21.  I was still smiling when I started my fourth loop at mile 23ish.

What the hell?  Why aren't I miserable?

Shut up, Jamie.  Just go with it.

My fourth trip across the dam...

Look at all that dam behind me!
Ok.  That dam is freaking long.  It's so flat and so long that you can see the other side but you run and run and it never looks like you're getting any closer to it.

There was a volunteer on the other side to make sure the runners turned the right direction and every time I came off the damn, I said to her, "That's one long ass dam."

And every time she said, "Don't I know it."

While I was on that long ass dam for the fourth time, I saw Randy pull into the park.  As I approached the main aid station (mile 25ish), I started to lose my emotional stability.  I always get emotional when I see my babies at races.

I came out of the woods crying.  I promised everyone that I was ok.  Just emotional.  I said hello to my sweet Little Ladies while Allen and Randy each refilled a water bottle for me.  During my third loop, I started carrying one bottle of water and one bottle of Powerade.  With the humidity, I was sweating a lot.  I wanted to stay ahead of the dehydration.  Allen quickly shooed me out of the aid station, which was good for me.  Leave the emotions behind.  I dried my eyes so I could focus on the damn nature.

Mile 26 came and went.  Still, I was waiting.  Waiting for the misery.  Waiting for the wall.  Waiting to lose my shit.  Mile 29, still smiling, I made one last stop at the main aid station, my crew refilled bottles, gave me some chips and sent me to the finish.

To the finish!

I was going to the finish line and I felt...good.  How could this be?  Sure, I was tired.  And swollen.  And it was possible that once I stopped running, I wouldn't be able to take one more step.  But I had my wits about me.  I wasn't delirious, I wasn't cursing running or my stupid ideas and my giveashit was still intact.

I was still smiling.

Photo taken by Allen

Holy shit, I did it.

After I ran 20 miles on the course with Angela, I decided that I'd like to be able to finish around 6 and a half hours. This seemed do-able.  A challenge, but not outside the realm of possibilities.

The clock said 6:21 when I finished.

About the race:
Another Dam 50K is tiny.  Like, microscopic.  They limit their field to 120 participants.  The finish line consists of checking in with people sitting at a picnic table with a clipboard who write your time down.  Nothing fancy.  No timing chips.  No fireworks.  No bands.  Exactly what the runners need and nothing more.  It was perfect.
The course is a loop; 7.8ish mile loop run 4 times.  Many people dislike loops, but I'll tell you why this looped course is great: with only 120 people out there (this year, they went over and there were 133), after the second loop, I was alone for the last 2 loops.  Not a soul around.  It was nice to pass by people who were running the opposite direction.  A smile and a wave and a "nice job!" or a "you're looking good!" can do wonders for your energy level.  You know what to expect: on my third loop, when I ran an undesirable part of the course (the grassy areas or the dam), I'd tell myself, "I only have to do this one more time."  Plus, the loop is not so small that you feel like you're running in circles of insanity.
Every type of terrain was included in this course.  We ran on a paved bike path, on a road, on grass, on a gravel path, on a dirt path, even on decking built in a marshy area in the woods.  This race course has it all.
I've been saying since before Green Jewel that I would do one 50K, cross it off my bucket list and stick with marathons.  I still stand by that.  One and done.
Buuuuuuuut....***if*** I were to do another, it would be this one.   I didn't expect to, but I really enjoyed it.  Every second of it.

My friend Lynn ran this one, too.  She also had a mishap at Green Jewel and didn't finish.

Redemption for both of us.
Man, I look tired.
Photo taken by Allen.
Like every other big race, this was a group effort and I have people to recognize.

HUGE  THANK  YOU
~to Randy.  My rock.  For pouring the vodka and not even hesitating when I said, "I'd kind of like to try again..."  For making pancakes with our Ladies every weekend while I ran and for your unconditional love and support.
~to Allen and Sunshine.  For being my cheerleaders and the keepers of all of my shit.  For lying to me, telling me how great I looked, for 31 miles.  For taking pictures.  You know how I adore pictures.
~to all of my friends who trained with me.  Short or long, whether you knew what I was planning or not, you were a part of this journey.

I know you're dying to know, so I'll tell you....

...all about the outfit..
I wore the Running Skirt with Shorties (sorry, not available any longer) and the Eclipse Tank.  The skirt has shorts with a 5" inseam and there was absolutely no adjusting during our 31+ miles together.  Other skirts that have the 5" shorties that ARE available are: Race Magnet Skirt with Shorties, High Five Skirt and Gym Girl Ultra.  The Eclipse tank is lightweight and fitted but not too tight.  Perfect for summer.  You can't see it, but I'm also wearing the Kelly Bra.  I like to wear it with the straps criss-crossed in the back to make sure that the straps stay put...and to hide the straps when I wear a tank.
If you want my outfit, head on over to SkirtSports.com and save 20% with the coupon code SSRRMR20.  Happy shopping!

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Skirt Sports 13er: A Giveaway!



I dislike the name "half marathon".

When I was training for my first (and second), it didn't feel like half of anything.  It was a whole 13 (point one) freaking miles.  I worked hard for it.  There was nothin' half about it. 

Skirt Sports feels the same way...is it any wonder why I love this company so much?  We really get along.

On June 14th, Skirt Sports is hosting a 13er--not a half marathon.
13.1 ain't half; it's a whole damn race and a milestone we're going to celebrate.
The 13er is taking place in Louisville, Colorado, but for those who cannot make it to Colorado that weekend, Skirt Sports also has a virtual option for the 13er.

And guess what....I get to give an entry away!

For most virtual races out there, you register, pay for a medal and run the race on your own.

You don't think Skirt Sports will host an event that's like "most virtual races", do you?

Of course not.

I'm giving away the Basic Level Entry ($85 value) which includes:
  • $50 Skirt Sports gift certificate
  • Race number bib
  • Finisher's skirt
  • Sponsor swag
The finisher skirt

The winner can choose to run the 13er, 10K or 5K.  The winner can also choose to upgrade to a higher level entry (gift certificate will be worth more) by paying the difference.

If you don't win and would still like to participate in the 13er virtual race, you can use the code SSRRMR20 for 20% off your entry.

Want more information about the 13er?  Find it here.

How do you feel about the name "half marathon"?

You must be viewing this post online to enter to win.  The Rafflecopter widget will not show up in the emailed post.

Good luck, y'all!

 a Rafflecopter giveaway

As a Skirt Sports Ambassador, I will occasionally get skirts, virtual races and other Skirt Sports merchandise to give away.  Skirt Sports provides these items at no cost to me.  All opinions are my own.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Real Women Move


 
I took this picture after a 5am run with my predawn friends.

If you look closely, you'll see this picture in Skirt Sports' banner for their #REALwomenmove campaign.



HOW COOL IS THAT?!

Our feet are almost famous!

You may be wondering what the #REALwomenmove campaign is.

You're in luck.  I'm going to tell you.

The women at Skirt Sports believe that ALL women, regardless of size, build, background or activity level can be fit.  They are on a mission to empower intimidated women and young girls and show them what it looks like to be active and healthy.

It's like the ladies at Skirt Sports can hear my thoughts.  Being the leader of a very large all-female running group, I hear it all the time...

"I'm not a real runner."

Oh, honey.  If you run, you are a runner.

"I can only run a half marathon."

Are you kidding me?  Only?  That's thirteen freaking miles.  Your legs are pretty badass.
The word "only" had been banned from our Facebook page.

I do understand the intimidation of someone starting out, especially in our group with the wide range of ability, but I'll let you in on a little secret: we all started somewhere.

I can remember the day I ran a whole mile for the first time.  I'm positive that I posted all about it on Facebook and had I a cell phone with the capability, I'd have selfied the shit out of that run.

I felt like a BEAST.

Sure, there were others who could run much farther than a mile, and in half the time it took me to do it, but it wasn't about everyone else.  This was about me and my new ability to do something that I never imagined I could do.

Who's ready to join the #REALwomenmove movement?

Check out the Skirt Sport #REALwomenmove website and submit your REAL story then tweet and Instagram your active photos using the hashtag #REALwomenmove and #SkirtSports.  For every 5,000 times the #REALwomenmove hashtag is used, Skirt Sports will donate a Getting Started Scholarship to a woman who exemplifies a REAL woman.  The Getting started Scholarship includes a bra, top, skirt, hat, socks and an entry to her first 5K.

Your turn!
Do you remember the day your ran your first mile?  Tell me about it in the comments.
What do you think about the #REALwomenmove campaign?  I love, I love....

As a Skirt Sports Ambassador, it's my job to promote Skirt Sports events and I am compensated for doing so.  All opinions are always my own.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Kentucky Derby Half Marathon Weekend


Girls' weekend with a half marathon thrown in.  That's what last weekend was.

We ran.  We ate.  We drank.  We laughed.

Oh, how we laughed...

This little getaway from reality was much needed by all of us.

Friday afternoon, 4 of us from Columbus, Jennifer, Erin, Sarah and I, drove down to Louisville where my BFF, Carrie, from Madison, Wisconsin was waiting for us.  She flew in on Thursday afternoon.

When we arrived, we dropped our luggage off at the hotel and we all headed to the expo.

Carrie, me, Jen, Sarah and Erin

Let me tell you about the hotel.

We stayed at the Galt House, it was the hotel suggested on the race website.

This place was nice.  I've never stayed at a hotel that had bellmen.  I felt very pampered.

Here is what our room looked like:

Photo from the hotel website.
Down the hallway is the very large bathroom and bedroom with 2 queen beds.  I was afraid 5 of us in one hotel room would be very cramped.  Nope.  We had plenty of space.

After securing our bibs, we headed to Bluegrass Brewing Company for dinner.  The food was amazing.

So was the Cosmo!
Back at the hotel, we all pulled out all of our running clothes to decide what we'd be wearing the next morning for the race.  There was a high chance of rain, so we all wanted the perfect outfit that would leave us with the least amount of chafing.

Sarah and I had discussed her race plans...she wouldn't mind a PR.  Since  I have no intention of earning myself a PR this spring, I told Sarah that I would hang with her for the whole race and keep a PR pace.  With any luck, she would beat her previous fastest time of 2 hours and 18 minutes.

The race started on a nice, wide road, so we weren't too crowded.  Soon, we nestled into a faster-than-planned pace.  Sarah and I took turns saying, "We should probably slow down just a bit." with no results.

It started sprinkling on us as soon as we crossed the starting line.  We ran in the light sprinkle for most of the race.  At mile 8, we turned into Churchill Downs.  There were jockeys practicing with their horses on the track....so cool.

By mile 10, it was raining.  No more sprinkles.  We were completely soaked.  And we failed at slowing down.  We'd kept a pretty steady pace of 9:46.  No slowing down now!

Of course, I was grinning ear to ear.  I love the rain!  We ran by a guy runner who was complaining about the rain.  He's never run is such terrible weather!  Sarah and I were all, "Really?!?!"  We've run in WAY worse.

At mile 12, it started to rain a little harder.  I was loving it!

Sarah was looking strong and she was about to blow her 2:18 half marathon time away!

Finally.  The finish line was in view.

Sarah sprinted.  I chased her.

Then, we were done.

2 hours and eight minutes.


Sarah cut 10 minutes off of her fastest half marathon.  I'm thrilled for her, I'm proud of her and I'm so damn happy that I got to be a part of her PR race.

Everyone in our group was pleased with their races.

After the beer and chocolate milk had been consumed, we walked back to the hotel where the hot shower and dry clothes waited.

We were photo bombed!  I love it!

Soggy Selfie!
By the time all 5 of us were clean and dry, the rain had stopped and we went out in search of lunch.  We ended up at the Troll Pub Under the Bridge.  Good food, good drinks, fun atmosphere.


We walked around after lunch, popping into a few stores, getting into shenanigans...

When in Louisville, wear Derby hats!
We all had a couple of beverages at the hotel before we ventured back out for dinner.  We ended up at Down One Bourbon Bar.  I'm not a huge fan of bourbon...and by "not a huge fan" I mean, I can't stand it.  I'll have a Cosmo, please.  We split a bunch of appetizers and we all had salads for dinner....to balance out all the Swedish Fish that we ate in the hotel room earlier that afternoon.

There was a little more vodka consumption at the hotel before bed and I got to drive home Sunday morning feeling mildly hungover.

That's the sign of a successful girls' weekend.

*******

Finish Line Engravers

My friend Kris and her husband, Aaron, were at the finish line with their company, Finish Line Engravers.  When I saw them, I popped into their tent to say hi.  Kris hugged my soaking wet self and took my medal for engraving.

If you've never heard of Finish Line Engravers, it's brilliant, really.  They hang out at finish lines to engrave names and finish times into the back of finisher's medals.  Before Finish Line Engravers, I was writing my finish times in Sharpie on the backs of my medals.  Not anymore!

Medal engraving costs ten bucks and you can pre-order on their website so you don't have to carry money with you during the race.

Kris and Aaron will be at many race finish lines in the next few months.  Check out their upcoming events page to find out if they'll be at your next finish line!  It's quite a list!

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About my outfit: I'm wearing the Lioness Skirt and the Runners Dream long sleeved shirt.  I was hoping to wear the Katherine Tank, but it wasn't warm enough.  I'll have to tell you all about that another time.  I've worn the Runners Dream many times and I've already talked about how much I love it.  It's my favorite long sleeved shirt.  Before this race, I'd only worn the Lioness Skirt for 4 miles on a dry day.  Sure, I'll wear it for 13.1 miles in the rain!  Why not?  I'm a risk-taker like that.  My bet paid off.  I was completely comfortable for the entire rain-soaked race and there was no screaming in the shower for this girl!  I'm loving the Lioness and can't wait to wear it again.  It hasn't been warm enough at 5am in Columbus yet.
Want a new skirt?  Save 20% at Skirt Sports with the code SSRRMR20.


Let's Chat!
Have you ever run the Kentucky Derby Half or full Marathon?
What's your favorite color Lioness Skirt?  I have Surf and I also like Flirt.