Weekends will never be long enough. Mondays will always stink. Let’s extend weekends to three days and include Monday into that. Then maybe we would all love Monday again.
Friday we headed out to one of my very favorite places in the country, Charleston, SC. It is rich with history, color, and just feels all around good. We left the house at around 5:30 AM so we could get to our friend’s house by 11 and hit the race expo. It rained the entire drive there (5 hours). The drive was more annoying around Columbia, SC with all the trucks, construction, and slick roads. I white knuckled it around there.
When we pulled into Charleston, the rain stopped, but the temps were frigid! We hung out at our friends house and then around 1, left for the expo. When I ran the race a few years ago, they had the expo in a different location and it was super cramped. This year it was at the convention center and MUCH easier to walk around. We spent some time walking around and took advantage of our free drink tickets and then decided we wanted to explore Sullivan’s Island.
Traffic was a nightmare getting there, but we stuck to it. When we arrived, we grabbed some lunch and decided it was way too cold to walk along the beach. Plus it rained like crazy while we were there. Poo.
Instead we headed back to the house and caught up with our friends. While I wanted to take advantage of what we could do in Charleston, I did drive the whole way and with that and the cold, I was just worn out.
Saturday (RACE DAY). I shared my plans with you on how I was going to tackle this race. I would run the two miles to the bridge and let my body tell me what it wanted to do (sleep). We left the house at 6:45 AM and it was FREEZING!! We were due for a very sunny day, so I tried to over look the fact that my nose was going to run like a faucet through this race and focus on the great weather.
Of course we got into our corral early and had to pee. The lines were forever long and my friend and I knew it was just a nervous bladder, so decided to just ignore it.
We started moving and our urge to pee was pretty bad. In the very last second, we both took off for the porta potties and took care of business. I never peed to fast in my life! hahahah TMI
My friend wanted to run WITH me (Im always torn about that) and wanted me to run the WHOLE thing. He didnt train like me, but he is in much better shape than I am so I was super hesitant. I told him to stick with me my first two miles and I would probably push him away.
We started 42 minutes after the race started and I threw my music in and held my friend behind for the first two miles. We started chatting a little bit and tried to pump each other up about the bridge that was coming.
We hit mile 2 just as we got on the bridge and I told him to leave me. He wanted to beat his wife’s time from last year and being with me would not let that happen. Now that I got rid of him, I could walk. Ahhh yes walking. Sweet glorious walking.
This was taken at the top and around the time I decided I hated running. I did running intervals up the bridge and found myself running a little more up than I expected. Once I got to the top, I had to readjust my clothing (take the jacket off) and plan to take advantage of the down hill.
I fell into a great rhythm from the top to mile 4, but once back on flat ground, my legs were toast. I walked more than I wanted to at this point. I’d get started and my legs were just goo and wouldnt carry me far. It didnt help that with you hit mile 6 it feels like FOREVER to find the finish line.
I finished at 1:27:36 and while that is pretty damn slow, for not training and dealing with the bridge, I will take it. Plus, I am going to use it as my time to beat when I run Peachtree this summer.
We grabbed some lunch while there and we were planning on staying downtown to ride bikes, but I felt so gross being in my running clothes and it was so cold, we went back home and showered/napped. BEST.DECISION.EVER!
After we rested, we headed back downtown to hang out the rest of the night. We shopped, walked around, and grabbed dinner.
After dinner, we stopped by a cigar bar to relax before we headed on our “Dark Side of Charleston” Tour. It was all about the crimes, mob dealings, and prostitution that occurred there. Haha I promise we are not weird people! It was an ok tour. We had annoying people that talked to each other the whole time and it sort of ruined things for people. Our guide was really nice and she taught us about how some of the cuss words we use came into existence.
We headed back home yesterday and I was pretty much a useless blob for the rest of the day.
My thoughts on the race? MUCH better with the organization. We started on time, there was food and water at the end, and we had fun. Would I do it again? hmmmm probably not. I DID say that before though…….