Running 13.1 in My Old Kentucky Home

I’m on the plane right now somewhere over Texas on my way to Louisville just thinking about how cool it’s going to be to run a race in my hometown tomorrow.

I was (imagine this) running late this morning to the airport , and couldn’t find a spot anywhere in the east economy parking lot. One of the security ladies told me there were spots in the NW corner of the lot, so I went there. I saw a spot, and immediately said “thank you God!!!” and took it! Then, some lady that had been sitting there, blocking the road with her car lolly gagging, talking to someone in another car, and taking her sweet time proceeded to yell at me and say something like “she had been waiting for that spot for 10 minutes” (it was just some gibberish, I don’t know) and called me a bitch and drove away. All I can really say about that is you snooze, you lose, and have a great day wallowing in your misery. Then, the guy driving the shuttle told me that he was an unbiased bystander, not to let her ruin my day, and that she was totally out of line. So there! People have issues….me? I’m on a plane to run another race, I’m so excited, and I’m not going to let her steal my thunder!

Then, I got to the check-in, told the lady I thought I wasn’t going to make my flight, and she said “You might make it! If you don’t, well put you on stand-by for the next one so don’t worry!” I checked my bag, said a prayer that it makes it so I don’t have to run naked in just my running shoes tomorrow, and ran up to security. I took my shoes off in line, and a guy said something funny to me about it, and I told him I was running late. The lady at the front of the line motioned for me to go to the front ahead of her, and I said “thank you so much! I love you!!” I made it through security, and ran to the gate still holding my running shoes! Turns out, they were running about 15-20 minutes behind, so I got really lucky! I got to board with my group (group A!! woo hoo!)) and made it in plenty of time.

So that has been my morning so far. Hopefully, this day continues to be calm like it has since I sat down. I got an aisle seat because I‘m that person who has to pee every  5 minutes and I hate being annoying! I think we are about halfway there right now if I’m doing my math right. I’m going straight to the expo to pick up my packet when I land, then going home to have a quick carb-full dinner, and crash ASAP. The race starts at 7:30am, which is actually 4:30am AZ time. It’s going to be a rough one!

I found this on a Facebook page that I follow, and it absolutely hit home for me. Thank God life is this way for me now. I am a perfectionist, and have always had trouble being patient and letting things slowly get to the way they are supposed to be, or slowly improve with hard work. This is pertinent to many areas of my life now. I just love it!

Yesterday, I got a couple of keys made for my apartment so my awesome new pet sitter can have one! I now have the coolest house key on the block, kids:

Speaking of pets, Ali was laying in the middle of my bedroom floor this morning looking especially “loaf of bread-ish”

It’s like she knows when I am packing that something weird is going on, and she doesn’t like it Luckily, I’m not going to be gone for too long this time, and then I have several more days off to hang with her

This is what happens when I eat clementines. Ali knows it and wants some for herself.

This post is so random! Maybe I’ll actually tell you guys a little bit about the race tomorrow. So it is the Kentucky Derby Festival Marathon and Mini Marathon (a.k.a. half marathon.) It starts around Waterfront Park along the Louisville riverfront, goes through Churchill Downs (the full goes all the way out to Iroquois Park) and comes back to the finish around the same area as the start. Essentially an out and back.

 

I SO wish I was doing the full! I know it sounds crazy, but I was really hoping to be able to come home to the Ville to do my first 26.2. I wonder what would happen if I just switched and left all reservations behind and did it? Oh yeah….I might have to crawl after mile 15 and end up with no hamstrings attached. Damn….not this time.

However, it will be this time:

Second time’s going to be a charm, I know it!

On that note, we are landing soon, so I have to go. I’ll be taking plenty of pictures tomorrow and will post them soon!

Happy Trails!

Stacey