This week won. Hands down. Normally I can handle a good amount of crazy, but without preparation and knowledge (finding out only on Monday), that’s another story. (This song came on and was a total throwback, another song to get stuck in my head for the race)
What’s the best way to shake off a week? Sleep. Eh not now. Music. Well duh that always happens. But more importantly, some killer weekend plans. Count it.
You may notice by this post I have started to get really into Jimmy Fallon’s late night show. Of course the online ones because late night does not exist for this grandma. He does ‘thank you notes’ segments where he writes thank you notes, sappy music and all.
Thank you… 13.1 miles bright and early Saturday. This is my second year running the Rock n Roll DC. All I remember is crowded as heck, corrals up the wazzu, and a course that is unexpectedly hilly. They changed the course so I am hoping and praying some of the Columbia Heights rolling neighborhoods do not appear. Either that or more spectators. I live for that.
Thank you… for the continuous laugh while watching this. Hilarious. I am becoming quite a fan of Jimmy Fallon. I may be watching this out of enjoyment but also out of my desire to learn it.
Thank you … 4:35 pm on Saturday. That time on Saturday I have an alarm going off. Random? Oh no. Let’s just say a very special person was born then. I am just hoping that her tapering for her birthday is not tampered with. Just saying.
Thank you… my new obsession Alex Goot. Gah so amazing. Even better the new Pentatonix video – it’s radioactive.
Thank you… candy I am debating between for my race fuel. Last year, I went with the large sweet tarts. Not my brightest. Those things are freaking sour and I have a picture about mile 10 to confirm I just stuck one in my mouth. Pucker face beautiful. I don’t drink water or anything during the race so gels don’t jive. I am thinking either jelly beans, swedish fish, gummy bears, gum drops, sweet tarts, those orange candy peanuts or sprees. Before you think I am absolutely crazy, let me explain my thinking. A. I need something that won’t melt, especially if it is going to race B. I need something small I can stick in my shorts pocket C. I need something I can chew, swallow and be done and D. I only need a little, like 5-10 pieces. Gosh candy is so hard to choose between.
Thank you… the power of strong thoughts. I am praying to the rain gods like no other these next 24 hours. The temperature, ideal. 52 degrees. But that pesky 70% rain is making me mad. I know my dad calls me a mudder but I really hate running in rain. Come on weather gods, give me sun! Funny story – I actually like and do better on really hot runs. My hottest races have always been my best.
Thank you… new Pope jokes. They hit the air and have been featured on the late night shows. Oh goodness, I hope you all have heard some. They are freaking hilarious and I was giggling my whole run Thursday just listening to sound bits.
Thank you… 12 am productivity. With this week having zero time to catch up, I needed to desperately do laundry, clean and pack for the race all after getting home from work around 8:30. Not ideal but had to happen. So a much later bedtime than normal was needed. (please watch the end of this, because be prepared I will be giving lots of hand hugs now)
Thank you…7.5 mile mark that will get some extra attention. My boss will be watching from his apartment at that mile. aka I will be on my A game.
Thank you… a never ending music album played in my head. The number of songs I am prepared to start singing and dancing to during the race is unreal. I don’t think Megan understands what she is in for. I have no shame. I totally live for the music that should be at every mile, those people that blasts cds, those songs that just pop in my head, all of it. Busta move.
Thank you… the 5 hours I have to work on Sunday (for the money needing side of me of course). Ya, sadly after a full day off on Saturday because of the race I will be back at the running store Sunday. I will most likely be a mess after saying bye to Chelsie at about 3 in the morning. At least I know she functions best at that time. Me? I may be more of an off kilter Furby gurgling the same thing over and over with wide eyes.
Thank you… for the 7 days till I am home for a mini weekend break. TIME FAST FORWARD.
I am just going to keep counting away. After work today, I am heading straight to the Expo and then sleepover time before the race. If there are any spectators out there, I fully hope you help me along on this race. I probably won’t be posting again till Monday. Big weekend ahead.
Questions: What is your count for this Friday? What is your pre race jitter about usually?