Don't carb load with fried kool-aid

I apologize if this title of this post shocks you. I know it goes against conventional running wisdom.

Some people had to learn this lesson the hard way.

A whole box of fried kool-aid. Turned out to be a bad pre-half marathon dinner.

But despite that, I am now married to a half marathoner! And I couldn't be prouder!


Last night, Lily, Eric, and I left Baltimore around 7:30 to head north to my hometown of Rochester, NY for a double decker weekend of a half marathon, followed by a triathlon.

We got to my mom's house around 1:30, went to sleep at 2am, and were up at 6am for the half. The temperature was about 84 degrees at the start, and in the 90s by the finish, with super high humidity. The race offered NO shade.

However, it did offer detailed instructions on how to wear a bib.

 

And AWESOME post race food (which sadly I couldn't eat much of, due to the heat).

Tragedy struck before the race. My Garmin, despite being charged when we left Baltimore, was dead at the start line.

  

Luckily, someone else was wearing her Garmin for the first time!

We had fun during this race, but the heat, sun and humidity were BRUTAL. Lily and I chatted the whole time, and actually two separate volunteers couldn't believe we were still talking when they saw us for the second time! We walked through every water stop. The attitude was basically "we could push it, we SHOULD push it....but I don't feel like pushing it. If you do, go ahead though". Spoiler alert - we finished together.

I must admit, I'm a little ashamed of this time. 2:16:45. But, I ran a half marathon 6 days after a 50K, in rough conditions, the day before a triathlon. I could have pushed it, but not every race has to be a mad rush for a PR. It is what it is.

Sad surprise at the end - no medals. We like the shirt though.

The finish was a pretty view of the lake. We didn't enjoy it at that point though.

Weirdest post race food craving ever - they had carrots and mustard at the finish. Not meant to go together, but I went for it. It was amazing. Don't judge.

 

I tried to be a devoted wife and waited for Eric on my sore feet in the hot sun while Lily chilled in the shade.

There he comes!

 Finishing strong.

 HE DID IT!!!!! I am SO proud of him and amazed that he ran a half marathon - and a ridiculously tough one at that. And 6 days after a ten mile race!

 I thought we were getting all getting close and cuddly in this pic. Eric and Lily wanted no part of that.

 Forced him in for a half mary hug.

 Check out this running tan line.

After the half, we needed to test out the water for our tri tomorrow. We were hoping it would be warm enough to skip the wetsuits (and save the $20 rental fee).

 

Lily was a tad hesitant.

 

 

Eric stayed on shore.

 

Rookie mistake on the wardrobe. Camelbak + racerback tank top. Bad news. Good thing I brought the diaper rash cream. It resulted in me going to the grocery store like this.

 I really hoped to run in to some ex boyfriends, but no dice.

I was going to use my camelbak tomorrow, but that's out.

Can't believe it's already time for my first triathlon tomorrow - so excited!