Weekend o' Blair

One of my very dearest friends, Ms Blair Sidney Pettijohn, graced me with her presence this weekend. She is a true ray of sunshine in my life!

The other best thing was that a good portion of our old Sunnyside roommates live in UT at the moment so with Blair here, it meant serious good times.

HIGHLIGHTS:

- Thurs night hung with Blair, Sheena, Teresa, Sharon, and Lila and Launi. Looked for wedding dresses (a great consultative team), then to food, then to milkshakes. Sharon and Sheena educated us about life on the other side of singlehood. Haha.

- Fri night: Salt Lake County Fair. Saw Boyz II Men in the flesh! Just a smooth as I remember them being.

- Sun night: True to form, we downed a whole thing of muddy buddies in an hour and talked til the wee hours about anything and everything.


LOWLIGHTS:

- The lady at the wedding dress place who kept calling me sweetie. Which may have been endearing had she not been in her 30's.

- Paying $3 to get our handwriting analyzed by the lady who wasn't very nice or very accurate. But in case you're wondering, she accepts tips.

- The fact that after a delightful weekend, I had to go back and drown in the workload of VRSII.


Lucy came with us to the fair. What a sport!


The cheap seats for Boyz II Men. And yes, Teresa does have 3 separate patches on her clothing. Love her.

The race from H***

Literally. This was the worst race I've ever run. To the point that it was funny. Apparently it was straight up a mountainside and really only for the hardest of hard-core. Both is these tidbits were unbeknownst to us, as is evident in our training plan (or lack thereof).

HIGHLIGHTS:

- I won shoes!!!! Of course, I wasn't there to collect them, as I was only halfway through the race.

- The last 3 miles were the delirium hit in and it was actually kind of fun.

- We survived.


LOWLIGHTS:

- So there was this competition for the best aid station. I heard this announced and I thought, "well that's great. I need some aid stations with some good food since I didn't really eat breakfast." But answer me this--how are you supposed to have a contest if all of the aid stations are serving the EXACT same thing. Gatorade and water. Hmph. I was so hungry by 11:00.

- Blair and I came in dead last. The consolation is that when we finished, they were expecting us, and even called us by name. The extra lowlight though, is that I cheered on the guy behind us cause I thought he was in the race. Really he was just the sweeper guy assigned to run behind the last place people.

- See elevation map below.




Blissfully unaware the day before. Perhaps if we hadn't been this optimistic, we would've trained.




Our pre-race dinner: 2 funnel cakes and ice cream in a waffle cone. Some call that carb loading.




I think this speaks for itself.