It all started on an unusually warm Friday night.
Specifically, two of them. Of the Spotted Cow variety.
There were friends who did not want their picture taken…
…yours truly who took the picture anyways…
…and an amazingly pink sunset to just enjoy.
That’s how it began on Friday.
Saturday is a different story.
At 7:30am, I nimbled out of bed.
Then off to the kitchen I went with one thing on my mind: pancakes.
scant 1/3 cup whole wheat flour
1/2 T almond meal
splash of vanilla
1/2 T coconut oil
splash of milk
4 drops NuNaturals vanilla stevia
1/3 cup blueberries
Slathered with PB+J and served with an additional side of bluebs.
Twas’ the perfect way to kick off the freakin’ weekend baby I’m ’bout to have me some fun.
I spent way too much money.
And magically came out with this…
The Apple Jack: apple, lime, ginger + beet
The juice made me feel much better about downing two beers two nights before the big race.
Lunch happened sometime between cleaning my apartment like a madwoman and watching the rest of season two of the U.K. version of The Office. Between these two enthralling tasks, it went unphotographed.
Early afternoon, I picked up Angharad, and we came back to la casa de Holly for a snack…
Dannon Blueberry Greek Yogurt + Kashi GoLean Crunch Honey Almond Flax.
Then, it was BBQ time.
Grillmaster grill did his thang, including making this lemonade from scratch…
It was thirst-quenchingly delicious.
There were Garretts, cheese curds and curd food babies to be had…
…as well as massive hamburgers to eat…
…and quality time with Angharad, who I never get to hang out with as much as I would like.
And of course, there was dessert.
These tasty lil’ buggers come in the form of my tried and true Almond Joy Blondies recipe (dark chocolate, coconut + almonds) based on VeggieGirl’s amazing recipe.
Everyone loved them.
Then, Angharad & I came home, took some precautionary measure to make sure we would #2 before the morning and laid out our race clothes.
Six-and-a-half short hours later, our alarms blared at the horridly early hour of 4:45am.
Surprisingly, we actually got out of bed.
Banana oatmeal for her. PB+B toast for me.
Coffee x 2 cups.
More of The Office (U.K. version, again).
Then, we arrived to show the Madison 1/2 Marathon who’s boss.
Except Mother Nature was really the boss.
When we arrived at 6:50am to the starting line, it was already 71 degrees.
And effin’ humid.
Good thing for good friends…
Brett, Kyle + Angharad.
And just in case you needed photographic evidence proving I was also there, here it is:
Embarrassingly scary evidence.
But evidence nonetheless.
We’re all in this together…alcohol monitoring bracelets timing chips and all.
Insert 13.1 miles of running here.
It was hot.
But I finished.
Not in the time I wanted, but I finished.
And per May of Positivity Month, I am reminding myself that is what matters.
It’s not my chip time of 2:01.22 that matters.
…and then becoming really jealous of Brett’s personal stretcher post-race.
Where do I get me one of those?
Oh yeah…it’s called a boyfriend.
Must. Keep. Looking.
We signed up for the race together; we ran it together (in spirit, not physically side-by-side the whole time); and we dominated it together.
Speaking of domination, I dominated a 1/2 bagel at the finish line.
And two bottles of water.
One cup of Gatorade.
A mini Tropical Fruit Tart Larabar.
And 1/2 banana.
Then I came home to shower, stretch more and eat more.
Wrappage (spinach artichoke hummus, spinach + cucumber), more cucumber slices, strawberries + a leftover Almond Joy Blondie.
However, this was far too healthy post-1/2 marathon.
Which is why I am off to the World’s Largest Bratfest this afternoon.
Yes, the world’s largest.
Featuring big chunks of meat on a bun.
I may get the real thing…or a Boca.
Unsure at this point.
But there will be beer.
And that is where it will end.