It seemed like it was on a whim that my husband and I decided to travel to Seattle. The plans came about when deciding what to do with our tax refund. Why not go on vacation? He had never traveled to the west coast and of course, I am always up for a race. Airline tickets were booked and I registered for the Rock N Roll Seattle Half Marathon.
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Showing posts with label Rock N Roll Half Marathon. Show all posts
Monday, March 24, 2014
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Race #3 - Savannah, GA
Our road trip began
after work on a Thursday with four girls and a male “running club
member-in-training”. He jokingly wore a special badge and would later be
initiated into our drop and go philosophy when traveling to destination
races. We did, however, go easy on him, since he was our driver. And,
he followed along with the fun by inciting a pillow fight.
Race #1 - Providence, RI
I decided when I set this goal that my first race would be in my home
state of Rhode Island and signed up for the inaugural Rock n Roll
Providence half marathon. It was a soggy day to say the least. I gave my
family members every opportunity to back out from being spectators yet
they still came out to support me. We were all tired as the days prior
were spent visiting Provincetown and Fenway Park. In the wee hours of
the morning, I dressed in a garbage bag and waited at the start line. My
troops were able to wait in the Providence Place Mall, enjoy some hot
coffee, and stay dry. The start was finally announced and we were
unleashed into the wild weather. It was rather unfortunate that most of
the bands scheduled to play along the course were unable to do so due to
the torrential rains. And I do mean torrential; it was streaming down
the streets! (I looked up the statistics the next day and discovered
that Providence received 2.25” of rain on race day!) Sugar Ray, however,
did not let the damp weather prevent him for performing. He rocked the
stage and I was so grateful to find my family dancing along once I
pushed my wet self across the finish line. It was a great feeling of
accomplishment to have earned the first medal in what I’m sure will
become my own epic adventure.
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