I’m alive! And, if you were paying attention to Amanda’s latest post, I now have a beard. Sort of. It’s almost a beard by most standards. In any event, I wanted to expand a little more on our San Antonio trip and also provide my thoughts on the half marathon that we took part in. This is belated by almost a month now so forgive the lack of punctuality.
San Antonio is only about a three hour trip from Houston so we set out early afternoon Friday in our shiny new car for our first road trip since arriving in Houston. It was fun to get back on the open road and we managed to complete the final chapters of the audio book that had been hanging over our head, Water for Elephants.
Amanda and Nicole enjoying the River Walk
By sheer random coincidence Amanda’s close friend from Marquette, Nicole, and her fiance Pako were in San Antonio the same weekend as the race. We met up with them and another couple Friday night to swill some vino, suffer through the world’s longest table wait, and finally chow down on some delicious Italian food.
The nature of Nicole and Pako’s trip was work related for Pako so while he was stuck in a conference all day Saturday the girls and I hit downtown San Antonio. I’m not sure that San Antonio would be a great place to live, although it has a certain charm, but it is most definitely an awesome place to visit for a weekend. The River Walk is extremely beautiful and has many great photo opportunities. There are also a ton of restaurants, bars, and shops along the Walk and in the general area. We schlepped it around with the thousands of people in town for the marathon and had mandatory milk shakes for pre-race carb loading. That’s how you carb load right? (more…)
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I’m interested in setting goals. My job caters to that interest as I spend the majority of my day developing and targeting speech and language goals for elementary school kiddos. I have a hard time stopping once I leave work.
Case and point: our bucket list.
Done and done!
I may or may not have the tendency to set moderately unattainable goals, such as, visiting 20 countries in 2 years or running < a 9 minute mile for 13.1 miles, which is exactly what shook out at the San Antonio Rock n’ Roll Half Marathon. I’ve been reluctant to recount the half simply because going into it Matt & I had one goal and one goal only: to finish. And yet, I had to set all sorts of unrealistic side goals, which of course I could not hack and then proceeded to pout for the last two weeks. I’ve always been pretty competitive about geeky things like board games and grades, but definitely not sports. When I used to play sports, losing a game didn’t really bother me. I think this is because as a child my parents signed me up to play t-ball and soccer in the Hudson Booster sports league which was the totally laid back pseudo-club league in my small town of 14,000 people. Each game always seemed to end in a “tie,” resulting in my Dad telling me that, “Everyone is a winner!” I don’t know where this new love for pouting after losing has come from. I blame Matt. He taught me to pout after the Washington Capitals lose.
Pre-race hiding out in the Hyatt to stay warm!
Needless to say, I was unable to channel my Kenyan ancestors and run 5 minute miles; however, goal #1 was accomplished and another item on the bucket list has been crossed off! Matt definitely deserves the award for”Boyfriend of the Year” for running at a snail’s pace with me for the entire half marathon, holding my hand to cross the finish line, and not yelling at me after I wouldn’t let us stop to use the bathroom and ‘deManda’d’ he “hold it” for 8 more miles (jerk alert!). (more…)
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