Apex Turkey Trot

My big 5K showdown with my nemesis Erik was this past Saturday. Not going to lie, it was all a bit anti-climactic and we will be doing a re-do in a few weeks. Short story – I crushed him. Long story – neither of us were anywhere near the top of our game.

Erik had been in Chicago all week for work and got home after midnight Friday night (early Saturday). I started feeling ill on Friday and couldn’t stomach much of anything. Upon waking up Saturday morning the bathroom would not have been a place you would have liked to follow me into. The rest of the weekend was much like this and I really hope this mild bug gets out of my system before Thanksgiving!

Anyways, back to the race.  It was very cold in the morning (30’s) but the sun was out and it wasn’t too windy.  The course was not ideal, a few hills but mostly on a narrow/winding greenway around a lake. I was lucky enough to be going back and forth with a high school boy who apparently could not hold a line if his life depended on it. He would pass me then slow down and weave around when I would pass him back.  I went out a pace that I should’ve been able to hold for the entire race but knew upon reaching the first mile that this was not going to go as I had hoped. No matter, as long as I beat Erik, it would be a win.

I was not counting on Marty to pass me with a ½ mile to go.  He was nice enough to let me know that Erik was well behind  me, but not nice enough to help me get to the finish line. He finished 2 seconds of me, but since he signed up as a recreational runner, he is not in the results and therefore doesn’t count.  Too bad so sad for him.

 

 

I ended up 3^rd overall female. 1^st place got a frozen turkey. 2^nd place got a frozen turkey breast.  3^rd place got a frozen turkey TV dinner.  Yum yum.

Here’s a 3min video our awesome friend Doug (ofT3 Tee’s) shot of the epic showdown. It’s definitely worth a watch.

La Fiesta's and Hospitals

Halloween has come and gone and our little guy was the cutest racecar driver around. This was his first year trick-or-treating, and although he definitely liked it, he was not one of those kids sprinting towards the door shouting “TRICK OR TREAT!!” as some of his friends apparently were.  Mommy or daddy had to accompany him up to get his candy and he was not always on point when someone asked him a question:

“What are you?”
“I’m two”

Technically correct, anyways.

Marty and I were ready to trick or treat the entire neighborhood, but after one solid block Logan was asking to go home. And eat his ‘new dinner’ which he apparently thought was coming from his bucket of candy.

This past week was a doozy as one of my very best friends was hospitalized for a ruptured appendix. And you may think that this means emergency surgery like the rest of us, but it actually doesn’t anymore. I guess if you’re lucky enough to be diagnosed with appendicitis that’s a fairly easy surgery, but once it ruptures you are in for a world of hurt.  Protocol nowadays is inserting a drain and pumping you full of antibiotics to kill the infection before surgery is even considered. I got to her right after they put the drain in and wasn’t prepared for what I was walking into. I figured she’d be sitting in bed making her typical sarcastic comments but instead walked into a very quiet, dark room with Kari in so much pain she could barely utter a word much less stay conscious. Her mom-in-law was puttering around constantly putting cold cloths on her forehead to help get her high fever down and I tried to stave off the tears and sat and held her hand for a long time. I went to see her every day and by Friday afternoon she was in much better spirits but still stuck in the hospital (until today).  I’m very glad she’s recovering in her own home finally.

Marty’s birthday was Saturday and we had an action packed day:

Birthday party #1 included pony rides, pizza, and cake.

Birthday party #2 included bouncey houses, pizza and cake.
Birthday party #3 included beer, beer, and beer.

Guess which parties where for Logan and which were for Marty. Har de har har.

 

Daycare Halloween Parade

 

 



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