Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Shopping: My Other Favorite Sport

Who loves shopping?  I do, I do!

So before the Cleveland Marathon, I was doing some online shopping for finish line presents for my best running friends, (BRFs) Anne and Kate.  Really, this was no hardship on my part.  I love shopping for running-related things and I love shopping for others.  I was having the time of my life!

I was debating between a few options, one being these really creative (in my opinion) key chains that I came across on Etsy.

Runners BECAUSE I CAN Key Chain with Hardware Washer & Copper Disc

The Etsy Shop is named MetalExpressions and they have a lot of super cute stuff. 

I finally made my decision on Sunday...yes, one week before the race.  In my defense: I wanted to make sure there wasn't anything else out there that was more perfect for my BRFs. I ordered three (hello, I can't leave myself out) and included a note to the shop that our race was on the 20th and it would be wonderful if I could have the key chains by then.  I do realize that the indecision on my part does not constitute an emergency on their part, so if the key chains didn't arrive, I had a backup plan: the three of us already had plans to go out a few days after the race and I'd give it to them then.

Much to my surprise, a package arrived on WEDNESDAY!  When I opened all the boxes (yes, they came in cute little gift boxes!), the key chains were even more adorable in person!  I was so thrilled!
I just love them!  Kate's includes the date since it's her first half marathon.

Now, I don't know if MetalExpressions have the key chains pre-made and laying around somewhere or if they had to stamp out all of the customizable washers, but the turn around time was remarkable so I sent them a little note thanking them and got this back a few minutes later:

Hi Jamie,

You are so welcome! We're very glad to hear you're pleased with the key chains.

Hope you and your friends have a wonderful weekend!
Thanks so much for taking the time to send us such a nice conversation!
Mary & Sara
I think I brought a smile to their face.  Who doesn't like being recognized for a job well done?

Do you go out of your way to recognize or thank people for doing nice (or ordinary) things for you?  I try to thank everyone.  I like making others feel good.  Hopefully they pay it forward.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Yea...about that...

So...yesterday, I posted about needing the Another Mother Runner's June Challenge because I don't have a race to train for...

Well, that's not accurate information anymore.

I'm still doing the June Challenge, but....

Wait for it....

Nationwide Children's Hospital Columbus Marathon

I registered for the Nationwide Children's Hospital Columbus Marathon! October 21, mark your calendars!

Why did I register for another marathon?  No, I don't feel the need to have a redemption race after my Cleveland disaster.  No, I didn't have extra cash burning a hole in my pocket. (Although, that would be a lovely problem to have....)

I registered because I want to.  That's the only reason I have.  This is kind of news to me: I love marathons.  I love pretty much everything about them (although I could do without chaffing).  I love waking up at before the crack of dawn to run, especially with my friends.  I love obsessing about meals, outfits, hydration, fueling and pooping.  I love training plans.  I love the feeling of strength and determination--feeling like I can conquer anything that comes my way.  I love running 19 miles and wanting so badly to stop but knowing I won't until I get to 20.  Even if it means running.past.the.car.

I've registered for two marathons before this one.  Both times when I clicked that little register button, I was terrified.  Deer in headlights.  On the verge of vomiting. (I'm pretty sure all of that is normal, by the way...)

This time, it was completely different.  I have butterflies.  I'm excited.  I'm thrilled!  I can't wait to tell everyone.  I can't wait to start training!  I can't wait for October!

Are you doing anything cool this fall?

Friday, May 25, 2012

June Challenge and a Diva

Marathon training is over and I don't have any big races to train for until Ragnar Tennessee, in November.  That could make for a lazy summer...then I read about the Another Mother Runner Challenge.  YES!  I have a reason to make another training plan!  I thrive on structure.  If I have a plan written, it gets done.  If I have a list, I cross things off...except dusting the family room...that never seems to get crossed off the list.  I hate to dust just as much as I love lists.

Anyway, the Another Mother Runner Challenge is a commitment to working out (not limited to running) 5 days a week.  All you have to do is go to Another Mother Runner's Blog Post,  print out this document:

fill it in with your training plans and do it!  You can also visit the AMR Connect Forum to hold yourself accountable.

At the end of June, email a picture of your completed plan to the ladies of Another Mother Runner and they'll send you a bumper sticker!
Yup, all of that work for a bumper sticker.  I'm easy like that.


Speaking of easy...(kidding)...Thursday night was Diva Night at Fleet Feet Sports.  We lady runners got all gussied up to hang out at.....the running store?  Yup.  What a fun night!  Munchies, wine, discounts in the store, raffles and a fashion show!  Guess who got to be a model...go ahead, guess...  ME!  I'm not exactly model material with my not-so-tall stature and my, um...love of all things dessert, but it was super fun to model running clothes.
Shaking my sh*t on the runway in a NON-PINK Nike outfit.
After the fashion show, we put our dresses and heels back on.  Good times....
That's me in the pink.  Of course.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Cleveland Marathon Race Recap

The Cleveland Marathon wasn't anything like I expected.  I trained well for this race.  I was prepared...

...for a 60 degree race.  It was not 60 degrees.  All of that awesome training went straight to hell in the first half of the race.

The weekend, overall, was great, so let's start at the beginning, shall we?

Saturday, May 19th, we drove up to Cleveland.  My parents met us there.  The little ladies were both running in the kids' race, which was held at the Browns Stadium.  On the field.  It was pretty cool.
Ready to race!
 Aleena ran 50 yards in the Age 3 and Under race
Always stylish, even while racing.

So proud!

and Ellie ran 100 yards in the Age 4-6 race.
Posing with Anne's son before their race.

After the kids' race, we went to lunch at Great Lakes Brewing Company.  It was Randy's request and since the rest of the weekend was pretty much all about me, we went.  The food was good and Randy was happy.

Next up was the race expo.  Randy and my dad took the girls back to the hotel while Mom and I hit the expo.  I was hoping to find a bright pink hat since the hat I ordered didn't come in time.  No such luck.  I did do some damage at the Bondi Band table and I entered a drawing for a free race entry for the Columbus Marathon.

We all had dinner at Olive Garden--Ellie's and Aleena's favorite--and I carbed myself silly, then we went back to the hotel and got ready for bed.  I laid out all of my clothes and gear to make sure I wouldn't forget anything the next morning.
I was a little sad that there were no names printed on the race bibs.  It's really nice when spectators call you by name when they cheer.  Turns out, everyone called me "sparkly skirt" so I knew they were talking to me.  Note to self: when names aren't on bibs, wear something that stands out, people will talk to you.

Sleep did not come easily.  I tried, I really did and here are my thoughts about my attempted night's sleep on Saturday: disturbing a runner's sleep the night before a marathon should be punishable by death.  At 11pm, someone tried to put their key in our door, turn the knob and come in.  Their key didn't work.  It only scared the crap out of me.  At midnight there were very drunk, very loud people walking up and down the hall.  At 2am there was the Harley out on the street below my window revving his engine.  Seriously, asshole.  It's 2am.  Chances are: someone is trying to sleep.  The last time I looked at the clock was 3am...but (oh, come on, you knew there was a but) when I finally did fall asleep, I dreamt my alarm didn't go off and I was late for the race.  Sigh. 

My alarm did go off at 4:40, right when it was supposed to.

Kate and her husband, Dave were picking me up at 5:30am and Dave was dropping Kate and I off at Anne's hotel and the three of us would walk to the Browns Stadium to the starting line.  There were a LOT of people walking to the starting line...
...but that was nothing compared to the amount of people AT the starting line!

Our friend, Allen, was waiting at the stadium for us when we got there. He came to Cleveland to cheer for us and was also nice enough to snap this picture of Kate, Anne and I.
So excited to start!  We had no idea what was coming.

Kate and I dropped Anne off near the 4:25 pacer and the two of us nestled in between the 4:40 and 4:55 pacers.

There were so many people ahead of us that we didn't cross the starting line until 8 minutes after the gun went off.  We started off slow and steady, just like we planned.  The temperature was in the mid 60s and was supposed to be around 78 degrees by the time I finished.  This was going to be an awesome race!

I had tiered goals: A, B and C.  My A goal was to finish in 4:45 or faster.  My B goal was to finish in under 5 hours.  My C goal was survival.  In the first couple of miles, I ditched my A goal.  I had barely run in the past 2 weeks because of this hip thing --which was doing ok-- and the 11ish minute miles we were running felt comfortable so I probably would just stick with it and finish in under 5 hours.  By mile 5, my hip has totally loosened up and it felt great!  Oh, happy day!  I was still keeping our pace around 11 minute miles to make sure I didn't burn out.  I was running smart--one of my mistakes from my first marathon.  YES!

We ran by my family at mile 8.  My little ladies were ringing their cowbells and yelling for us.  It was wonderful.
Only 18 more to go!  (Yea...people don't really say that...)
Then the temps started to climb.  Fast.  By mile 11, we were running 14 minute miles.  What the hell happened?  We were also having trouble at the water stations.  The first water station at mile 2 was really crowded, so we skipped it.  Kate and I had our hydration belts, so we were ok.  Then the next water station was really crowded too.  And the next.  Turns out, there wasn't enough water for everyone.  The runners were going through it faster than the race volunteers could supply it.  Every water station in the first 12 miles had trouble keeping up with the demand.  One water station even ran out of cups.  They had water, but nothing to put it in.  They were offering to refill water bottles if runners were carrying them.

I knew at mile 11 that it was time for me to bust out my C goal: survival.  It was really hot and getting hotter.

I saw my family again at mile 12.  I stopped to re-apply Body Glide since this was the last time I'd see them before the finish.
Right after this point, Kate went in one direction to finish the half and I went in the other direction.  I did consider, for a minute, going with Kate, finishing the half and calling it a day, but I did not.

Shortly after mile 12, I got a text message from Anne: she was nauseous and walking.  Crap.  The heat and dehydration got to her.  By mile 13, I had to take short walk breaks to deal with the heat.  My fingers were swelling pretty badly, but I had no other signs of dehydration, so I think the swelling was from the heat.

The next 10 miles are a total blur but I was texting Anne periodically so looking at the messages, I can recall what happened and when it happened.  Love technology!  By mile 16, I was half walking half running and I had found a buddy to walk/run with.  Her name was Robin and we kept each other company for several miles.  By this time, my hip was starting to tighten up because of all the walking and at mile 20, I sent Anne a text telling her I was contemplating a DNF (did not finish) because I was having pain shooting down my leg from my hip.  Then it occurred to me: I don't know how to stop!  Do I just sit down on the curb? 

In the end I kept going.  Why?  Because I told Ellie's teachers that I was going to Cleveland to run a marathon.  There is no way I was going to that school on Monday to tell them that I couldn't finish it.  No freaking way.

At mile 20.5 a police officer told me that we had a heat advisory and to make sure I drank plenty of water.  Believe me, I was drinking.  My hydration belt holds 20 ounces.  There's a water station about every 2 miles.  I refilled both bottles at almost every station and I drank the Powerade that was offered.  I'm happy to say that I never felt the effects of dehydration.  I never got the nausea, which is always my first indicator.  The hip pain was what was really holding me back.

At mile 22 I got a text from Allen asking where I was.  He was waiting for me at mile 24 and he waited for 33 minutes until I got to him.  There was very little running going on at this point.  I cried when I saw him.  A friend!  He walked, ran and distracted me all the way to the finish.  He pushed me: let's run to that stop light.  He was the holder of random stuff; my fingers were too swollen to get my ear buds in my pouch so he held them for me.  Someone was handing out Rice Krispy Treats before the finish and I was all no-I-don't-want-one-well-maybe-I-should-take-one-anyway-I-might-need-sugar-at-the-finish-but-can-you-hold-it-for-me? (Man, I'm needy.)  He got me to the finish line.

When we got to the stadium parking lot we ran all the way to the finish.  I was completely exhausted and my feet were barely leaving the ground so really, I'm not sure you can actually call what I was doing "running", but I was still moving forward.

Then I saw them.  My babies.  Kate had them on the outside of the barrier and the three of them ran out to me and we all ran to the finish line together.
Allen and I running in and Kate, Ellie and Aleena running out to us.

I was so happy to see them.

There we go to the finish.  Slowly but surely.
I finally made it.  My official time was 6 hours 13 minutes and 22 seconds.  I never thought I'd see a 6 hour marathon for myself.  My goal time was 4:45 for crying out loud!  I was disappointed and felt sorry for myself for about 30 seconds and then I was thankful. 

Why?  I'm glad you asked.  For the last 3 hours of the race all I heard were ambulance sirens wailing as they took a runner off the course.  The runners in those ambulances didn't get to finish their race.  It may have taken me 6 hours, but I finished.
Done!  With a delirious smile on my face and a bag of ice on my head.

Looking back, I don't think there was anything I could have done differently.  In the beginning, I did everything right.  It seemed like the temperature jumped 20 degrees in an hour, there was nothing I could do but slow down or stop.

That 26.2 ended up being 26.59.  I tried to run tangents at first, but by mile 16, I went where the shade was.  It was painfully clear by then that my time was going to be in the crapper so I tried to stay out of the sun as much as possible.

Two days post-race I can tell you without a doubt that there will be another marathon in my future.  This Cleveland disaster will not be the end for me.  I can also tell you that any future marathons will absolutely not be in Cleveland--I wouldn't even go back for the half.  I will also not run another marathon in May.  The weather in May is tricky.  I knew when I registered for this race that it could be 80 degrees on race day...or it could be 30 degrees.  The problem was that most of my training was in the winter.  The 85 degrees that I was faced with on race day was a shock to my system.  Last year, training for USAF all summer totally sucked, but the heat on race day was no big deal because I'd been trained for it.

My thoughts for the next marathon is a November race...or someplace really cold, but there will definitely be a next marathon.

If you made it to the end, thank you for reading.  I'm sorry this was so long, but in my defense, it was a really long race.

Happy running, everyone.  I'll leave you with a few more random pictures from race day...
Anne and I at the finish.

Sparkly 26.2 shirt from Mom and Dad!


Aleena passed out on the way home.

Ellie passed out on the way home.
I passed out on the way home, too, by the way. 

First ever ice bath.  It was cold.

The bling.

Sunburn and watch line.  It hurts.

Friday, May 18, 2012

My Best Running Friends

The race is in two days. Two. It's the day after tomorrow. To say I'm excited would be a huge understatement.

What I'm most thrilled about, is sharing the race experience with my best running friends (BRFs), Anne and Kate.  This is the second marathon that Anne and I have trained for together and this is Kate's very first half.  They'll both finish before me on Sunday and I can't wait to hear all about their experiences when I see them at the finish.

Anne started this necklace for me last year.  She bought me the 13.1 charm for the birthday after my first half marathon.  I added the 26.2 after I finished USAF and to celebrate the end of this training, Kate gave me the runner girl and Anne gave me the pink running shoe.  She said when she saw that it was pink, she knew I had to have it.  I have some great BRFs...and I'm sporting quite a bit of bling on that necklace!

I've had both of them by my side almost every week training for this race.  We keep each other company and we keep each other going.  We've had an amazing journey to Cleveland together.  I am so proud of both of them and I know they will have awesome races on Sunday. 

Good luck and have fun, Anne and Kate!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

5 Days To Race Day

I'm starting to let myself get excited. 
Last week, I was too scared to get excited. 
Sunday and yesterday, I was in too much pain to get excited.

Today, I got an email from The Cleveland Marathon and this is what I saw:

...and I got butterflies.  Holy crap.  I'm registered for the Marathon.

Really, it seemed like a good idea when I registered. :)

My hip is feeling a little better today.  My friend, Amanda--who is seeing a physical therapist for a similar hip issue, showed me a stretching exercise that really seems to be helping.  My fingers are firmly crossed that I can get to the finish line with little to no hip pain.

I started packing.  Yes, I realize that I have 5 days.  I've had a packing list for months.  We're lucky I waited this long to start. 

I will have three bags just for ME, not to mention the suitcase with clothes for Randy and the little ladies.

Why do I need 3 bags?  I'm glad you asked.

My Pre-Race Bag is exactly what it sounds like.  It will have everything I'll need Sunday morning: race outfit including shoes, hydration belt, fuel, ear buds, Garmin and charger and my phone charger.

My Mid-Race Bag is for Randy to keep with him; it's the "just in case" stuff: body glide, extra shoes and socks.  If I need this stuff, it will be on the course.  And because I've thought of it and will have to available to me, I won't need it.

My Post-Race Bag is everything I'll need after I finish, Randy will also have this bag with him.  (Don't worry, he's not holding it all.  That's what the double jogging stroller is for!)  My guess is that we won't get a late checkout at the hotel, so I probably won't get a shower after the race.  Luckily for everyone who has to be near me, my Post-Race Bag will contain a package of baby wipes--the next best thing to a shower, right?  It will also contain a full outfit to change into, lotion, deodorant (thank God!) and flip flops because once the running shoes come off, I'm pretty sure my feet won't fit into anything else.  I've also thrown in a plastic bag to wrap my stinky clothes in so they don't stink up the car and a Lara Bar. 

Why a Lara Bar? Let me tell you a little story...once upon a time, I crossed the finish line after running for five freaking hours.  All I wanted was a bagel.  I wandered through the food tent searching...there wasn't a bagel to be found.  The food tent contained pizza and potato chips, neither of which I could stomach the thought of, so I ate nothing.  Thirty minutes later I felt really nauseous because I hadn't eaten anything other than Cliff Shot Bloks in over 6 hours.

Moral of the story: make sure you have something at the finish line that you know you can eat...just in case the food provided by the race is crap.
Now do you see why I need 5 days to pack?  Other than all the people stuff and race stuff, I have to pack dog stuff since the pooches are going to the resort for the weekend.

Whew!  Back at it...

How do you prepare for race weekend?  Do you over-plan like I do?
What post-race food do you crave?

Monday, May 14, 2012

Cleveland Marathon Training: Week 18 (and updates)

This is what I get for whining about lack of miles last week.  I ran a whopping 7 miles this week.  Yes, SEVEN.  It's been a rough week, to say the least.

After the strange groin pain last Saturday, I didn't run at all until Thursday.  I was a little sore but wondered if running would help loosen it up?  Only one way to find out, right?  I decided I'd give it a mile.  If I didn't feel better in the first mile, I'd turn around.  If it felt worse in the first time, I'd stop running and walk back.  (Check me out, being all smart!)

Well, it didn't get better.  At mile 1, I turned around and ran back.  It hurt worse when I stopped running.  Two measly miles.  That's it.  I was so upset.

I saw the doctor on Friday.  Before examining me, I told him where it hurt and what positions hurt and he told me that he suspects a problem with a hip flexor.  I asked if we could fix a hip flexor in 8 days, he shook his head.  Crap.

He had me put on these awesome paper shorts:
I'm sexy and I know it...
then moved my legs around, had me push and pull my legs in various directions while he applied pressure in the opposite direction and he pressed and felt around on my hip where the pain was.

His diagnosis? A strained hip flexor.

Do you see that?!  NO RESTRICTIONS!  I could have kissed him.  But I refrained.

He also said that the strained muscle wouldn't get better until I rested, but I would do no harm to it (I would just be in pain) if I ran.  That, I can handle!

Side note: I really like this doctor.  Technically, he's in a Family Practice, but he did his fellowship in sports medicine.  I've seen him several other times for running related injuries: a few muscle strains and ITBS.  He has never once told me that I had to stop running--he's very practical that way.  However, I'm confident that if I had a real injury, he would have advised me to skip the race.  I'm pretty sure that I would have listened to him, heartbreaking as that would be.  When I told him that it hurt worse when I stopped running, his response (about the marathon) was "Then don't stop running!"  See why I like him?

I rested on Saturday and met Anne and a few others from a local running group on Sunday morning to test the old hip out.  It was still sore, but I was hoping again that it would loosen up.

I wouldn't exactly say it loosened up, but it didn't get worse...until I stopped. I ran 5 glorious miles and felt like I could do more, but chose to go easy since I'd only run 2 miles this whole week.  Glad I did.  By the time I drove home, I was really sore and it was hard to walk without a limp, however, after icing and walking around the house a bit, it improved.

My training plan calls for a total of 7 miles next week before the marathon.  I might run a few, but probably won't get all seven in.  I plan to rest as much as possible with hope of being pain-free by Sunday.  One week to go.  Fingers crossed.

Here are some updates:
  • I'm not sure I ever updated about my dog Jackson and the tumor he had removed.  It was a fatty tumor, benign and his incision healed up nicely.  Not without the help of the Elizabethan Collar, though.
Poor boy.  He was so humiliated.

  • May #superhero challenge!  I'm not participating anymore.  This makes me really sad too.  I loved this challenge, but the spidermen may have had a part in causing this hip flexor thing I've got going on.  Last week, I cut out all cross training since I didn't know exactly what the problem was and what was causing it.  Next week, I would like to add light abs back in, but I'm a little nervous about how that would affect my hip, so I probably won't do much.  It's really unfortunate too, I've been enjoying the hand weights and other cross training during this training plan.  Sigh.

  • My race outfit:  This hat was supposed to be delivered to me this week.
Womens Road Runner Sports Sun Buster Hat Headwear
I received an email from Road Runner Sports that delivery to the warehouse has been delayed and its expected ship date is now Monday, May 21. Does anyone else see a problem with this?  So, it looks like I'll be wearing my light pink hat that doesn't really match my badass race outfit.  Worse things could happen, I suppose...like an injured hip.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Chicken Teriyaki Stir-Fry

I don't know about you, but I love stir fry.  I really love teriyaki sauce.  Lately, I'm having a love affair with this Soy Vay Veri Veri Teriyaki sauce and marinade.  I've used it with beef, pork and chicken and it's good on all of it.  My kids gobble it up calling it "sweet chicken".  It doesn't matter what type of meat it is; to them, it's all chicken.

This time I really did use chicken.  I cubed the chicken and slathered with with the Soy Vay to marinate. 

Randy got this vacuum sealed marinader several years ago.  This thing is pretty awesome. We put meat and marinade in it, suck out all the air with the pump and it marinates for a few hours and tastes like it's been days.  Seriously, yum.
Randy loves a veggie-loaded meal, so I pretty much put everything I can find in my stir-fry.  I don't really measure.  I just dump.  There is no real recipe for this.  I just cook the chicken until it's cooked through and veggies until they're al dente.
sliced water chestnuts, sliced bamboo, broccoli, mushrooms, carrots, onion, green beans, bean sprouts, pea pods and garlic
(usually we also have bell pepper, but we're out)
I wash and cut the veggies, layering them in a large prep bowl in the order I'll use them.  The veggies that take longer to cook are on the top (onion, garlic and carrots are in a separate bowl).
Because the Soy Vay has a high sugar content, I don't cook the chicken in the wok.  I use a non-stick pan for the chicken and cook the veggies in the hot, oiled wok.  First the garlic, onions and carrots...
This is major for me: 3 burners cooking at once and I DIDN'T BURN ANYTHING!
Next in goes the broccoli. Then green beans.  Then mushrooms.  Pea pods, water chestnuts and bamboo and chicken get dumped in all at once, along with a little extra Soy Vay. (Seriously, the stuff has crack in it.)
I serve the stir fry on top of Basmatti rice and topped with raw bean sprouts.  I like my sprouts crunchy.

What have you been cooking up this week?


Thursday, May 10, 2012

Preparing the Essentials

What is the most important part of preparing for a race?  The attire, of course!

Last weekend I tested out my race outfit.  Before even looking at the picture, I'll bet you can guess what color I'll be wearing...

Of course it's pink!
Please don't mind the bathroom-self-portrait.  This picture was taken on Saturday at 5:45am.  I'm pretty sure Randy would not have appreciated me waking him up to take a picture of my awesome sparkly skirt.  And after 16 miles in that crazy humidity (when everything went splat on the bathroom floor) was also not a good time for a photo.

A friend of mine made the skirt, I'm wearing running shorts from RoadRunner Sports underneath and the shirt (that just happens to have stitching that matches my skirt!) is by Solomon and I found it at runningwarehouse.com.  If it's going to be cooler than 50 degrees on race day (here's hoping!), I'll wear black capris under the skirt.

You may be thinking:  OMG!  The shirt is black!  Is she crazy?!  It will be too hot!
The answer is:  Duh.  Yes, I'm crazy.  I'm preparing for a MARATHON.  Sane people just don't do that. (no offense to the rest of you crazies)
Seriously though, the shirt is really lightweight and super thin, I'm hoping its breathability (is that a word?) makes up for its dark color.

Other than looking super cute (and I suppose being comfortable) being brightly colored to attract attention is also very important on race day when you're just one in a sea of thousands.  My family will be able to see this bright pink sparkly skirt coming at them from a mile away.  I will also have a hot pink hat.  It's brand new, hasn't hit stores yet, but I pre-ordered it and will hopefully have it before the race.  My fingers are tightly crossed.

Not only do you have to carefully choose your outfit, you also have to make sure it's comfortable enough to run a ridiculous number of miles in.  I wore mine for 16 miles on Saturday.  It's safe to assume that I was the only one at the park running in sparkles.  I'd also go as far to assume that some of the other park goers were a bit taken aback by my snazzy getup.  Perhaps they had visions of me sashaying off to the prom when I finished running in circles for three hours.

Like I said:  my family won't be able to miss me on race day.

What are YOU wearing on race day?
Do you wear your race outfit ahead of time?  I know that some people don't.  I just can't take that chance.