After months and months and months of training I was
But here is how it went down.
In two parts.
PART ONE
I knew that I had an incredibly fun weekend ahead of me. Until it snowed somewhere and Erika's flight to Seattle was CANCELED. We just knew right then that the weekend. Was. Ruined.
Luckily, with much cunningness, and the fact that she had paid for a ticket and it was not her fault that it snowed, she was able to get a new flight out the next day to meet us in Portland!
On Saturday, TriGuy and I kidnapped Ann Marie at the craaaaazy early hour of 11 am, and we were on our way!
I was trying to be zen on the drive.
And during lunch.
And during the expo.
I was not very successful.
Though I did enjoy running into Zoe from RunZoeRun, who was manning the Nuun booth all by herself!
That evening at the hotel, Erika and I reviewed what I would wear on the run. I had brought layers.
Also:
Having settled that decision, I also chose not to wear my fuel belt. Instead, I stuffed 2.5 packets of Sport Beans into one package.
With nothing left to do, we all went to bed. I slept a bit the night before the race. One of my biggest concerns was that there was no microwave in our room and I didn't know how I would get hot water for my oatmeal.
This may seem like a small thing, but if I didn't have hot water, I wouldn't be able to eat my gluten-free oatmeal, which meant I wouldn't be able to eat anything for breakfast, and how would I run-twenty-six-point-two-miles-with-no-food-omg-that-is-impossible-I-will-have-to-drop-out-of-the-race-and-I-worked-so-hard-and-people-came-all-this-way-to-run-with-me...
It was a long night.
At about 5 a.m. I finally took TriGuy's advice and called down to the front desk to request hot water. They happily provided me with a full teapot.
It was a wish come true, and all was well in my world again.
Originally, I had packed just enough oatmeal for breakfast, but then thought it would be better to bring more. It was a great idea until I realized I had to pour most of it out into, um...
What exactly?
I improvised.
In hindsight, I probably could have just asked for a bowl.
Anyhoo, after breakfast we met up with Ann Marie and hung out with her in-laws and TriGuy for awhile, taking pictures, stopping at the port-a-potties, and finding our corral.
The race announcer started us off with a moment of silence for Boston.
We then sang the national anthem, followed by Sweet Caroline.
Before we knew it, our corral was
Stay tuned for PART TWO!!
UPCOMING POSTS: PART TWO, THEN WE WILL BACKTRACK TO MORE SUMMER RACE RECAPS AND MARATHON TRAINING
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