Race Weekend Things

Weekend Highlights:

  • babysitting my sister after she got her wisdom teeth out — it was basically an excuse to sit around and do nothing all afternoon on Saturday.  Luckily I left before she started feeling sick from the Vicodin :/
  • watching episode of after episode of Duck Dynasty on Saturday night — where does A&E find these people??
  • waking up to a hand-delivered Pumpkin Spice Latte on Sunday morning — Joey is the best
  • not being the first person to suggest Udi’s when we went out to dinner with Joey’s family
  • starting our second batch of beer!
  • running Color Me Rad with Hannah on Saturday morning

Here’s Hannah wetting a washcloth in her neighbor’s sprinkler so we can use it to put our race tattoos on in the car.  Totally  normal.

We forced Joey along to be our official race photographer.  And maybe our chauffeur too.

I did the Color Run a few months back, so it was hard not to compare the two races.  Overall, Color Me Rad was way less organized.  We sat in traffic (sometimes at a dead stop) for about 30 minutes getting to the race then stood in the “Check In” line for a few minutes with a bunch of other racers also wondering why they had to check in before deciding we probably didn’t.

Just crossing the finish in a cloud of pink dust.

The course was basically a field and I wish some mention of prairie dog holes and giant mud pits had been mentioned.  Although, I guess if you sign a waiver, you should expect those kind of things.

We look elated.  Or like we’re eating pink dust.

You got your color packet with your race packet for the Color Run and although you were supposed to wait to open it till after the race, lots of people didn’t.  It was kind of cool to start the race already all colored up, but you also had to hold onto it while running.  For Color Me Rad, you just grabbed the color packet before crossing the finish.  Not sure which I preferred.  How about one packet for before and one for after??

We may or may not have had a little too much fun with the colored powder after the race.

I seriously could not resist getting the color on Joey.  He was all dressed in nice clean clothes.  It was too much.

And I’m pretty sure this face means he secretly liked it.

Why are there not more races like this?  Color Marathon anyone?

As for the actual run, we rocked it.  Without rolling an ankle or falling in a prairie dog hole.  It was Hannah’s first 5K and she made it look like a breeze.

Here’s to another work week!  Oh.  And Happy October!

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Denver Rock’n’Roll Marathon

Today marks the third time I have attended the Denver Rock’n’Roll Marathon.  Except this year, I was purely a spectator.

I’ll be honest and say I was nervous about what kind of emotions would spring up today.  Two years ago, Joey and I ran the half together and it went amazingly well.  One year ago, I did the half and Joey did his first full.  I was crazy proud of us both, but as the day progressed I started to feel kind of upset and didn’t understand why.  Then I basically had a full on meltdown about it at the end of that day.  I think it was a combination of feeling like my half was overshadowed by Joey’s full.  In my mind, at least.  And feeling like I had pushed myself into doing to race just because Joey was.  Oh, and I may have been slightly tired.  In short, last year just didn’t live up to the greatness and perfection of the year before and despite knowing that I shouldn’t feel disappointed, I did.

Waving to his adoring fans.

Watching those marathoners finish is always so inspiring!

When Joey decided to go for the full again this year, I followed my heart and didn’t sign up at all.  As it turns out, being a spectator is awesome!  I got to do all the fun parts of the race, i.e. attending the expo, being at the race, taking post race pictures and snagging post race freebies, but I didn’t have to put in any of the hard work.  Like I said, awesome!

Hannah and I enjoying some hot pink energy drink shots at the expo.

Now, I’ve given Joey an ice bath and put him to bed for a “nap,” that will probably last until I wake him up for dinner.  I’m feeling totally at ease with my decision to sit this one out.  Especially after seeing Joey limp all the way to the car and come home to pop the blisters on his feet.  Yikes.