One of the best parts of the weekend was dropping the girls at Nana & Papas. Seriously, kid-free weekends are the life blood of any marriage, and if it meant I had to run more than 13 miles to earn one, I was in. Incidentally this is our 13th year of marriage, so I was HALF hoping Hubby would run with me. As it turns out, I’m glad he decided to be my one-man support battalion instead. Hubby worked a full week, and then drove 5 hours to and from “The Queen City” (I later found out the hard way that Cincinnati is also known as the “City With Seven Hills”).
FRIDAY
This city is so amazing it welcomed us with FIREWORKS! YES, I’m narcissistic enough to claim those fireworks were just for me and my first half marathon! We stayed on the Kentucky side of the river, and minus a shower leak that flooded the carpet and sent us to a new room at midnight, it was delightful.
SATURDAY
I grabbed the good camera and we hiked the 1.25 miles up to the very exciting Expo and Packet Pick up. This included a jaunt across the beautiful blue John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge.
FRIDAY
This city is so amazing it welcomed us with FIREWORKS! YES, I’m narcissistic enough to claim those fireworks were just for me and my first half marathon! We stayed on the Kentucky side of the river, and minus a shower leak that flooded the carpet and sent us to a new room at midnight, it was delightful.
SATURDAY
I grabbed the good camera and we hiked the 1.25 miles up to the very exciting Expo and Packet Pick up. This included a jaunt across the beautiful blue John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge.
The Expo was electric & full of excited runners (many wore pig wings). I loved all the motivational t-shirts. I bought a few new sweaty bands and wore the blue one on race day. I also got a new running skirt. If you haven’t heard of this and aren’t in love with your thighs being on full display, I highly recommend them. At the race I was introduced to a new brand: Sparkle Skirts. Hubby laughs at my tendency to hoard “free” stuff, and this event sent us away with two bags full.
On our way back we enjoyed a Cinco De Mayo party at Fountain Square that included pics of some freshly shorn alpacas. As a mom, I always take pictures of fun stuff I know the kids would like. Back at the hotel we dropped our stash of goodies and prepared for dinner at Trip Advisor’s #1 recommendation: Otto’s Deli on Main. If I could teleport myself there right this second I would, and I’d swim in their soup.
And the serendipity was thick. Hubby noticed they handed him a menu of sheet music from Glen Miller. None other than, “I’ve Got a Gal in Kalamzoo!” Yes there really is a Kalamazoo, and yes I am a freckle-faced gal who lives there.
And the serendipity was thick. Hubby noticed they handed him a menu of sheet music from Glen Miller. None other than, “I’ve Got a Gal in Kalamzoo!” Yes there really is a Kalamazoo, and yes I am a freckle-faced gal who lives there.
Back at the hotel we dropped our stash of goodies and prepared for dinner at Trip Advisor’s #1 recommendation: Otto’s Deli on Main. If I could teleport myself there right this second I would, and I’d swim in their soup. And the serendipity was thick. Hubby noticed they handed him a menu of sheet music from Glen Miller. None other than, “I’ve Got a Gal in Kalamzoo!” Yes there really is a Kalamazoo, and yes I am a freckle-faced gal who lives there.
Me: Bowl of Tomato Dill Soup (I would have licked the bowl if Hubby wasn’t with me) & Brie Berry Salad
Hubby: Shrimp & grits (best he’s had since Charleston; I hate shrimp and grits and he had to growl at me so I would stop taking bites);
It was so good we made a reservation for brunch the next day. We walked back to the hotel, and I nervously prepared my race day outfit and went to bed.
SUNDAY
The Race! (to be continued)
Me: Bowl of Tomato Dill Soup (I would have licked the bowl if Hubby wasn’t with me) & Brie Berry Salad
Hubby: Shrimp & grits (best he’s had since Charleston; I hate shrimp and grits and he had to growl at me so I would stop taking bites);
It was so good we made a reservation for brunch the next day. We walked back to the hotel, and I nervously prepared my race day outfit and went to bed.
SUNDAY
The Race! (to be continued)
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