So I have a lot of pictures from our trip this last weekend, but instead of posting all 134 of them, I'll just post the collages I did for Instagram. ; ) And, yes, I will talk about my half marathon, but it might make this post kinda long.
|The trip to San Juan Island|
And then I woke up on Sunday to rain. =/ I was so unhappy. But I figured it would stop raining and the day would be okay. After all, before we left the weather said Sunday was supposed to be nice. . . Yeah, that didn't happen at all. It drizzled all freaking day. And stupid me, believed the weather report and didn't bring a long sleeve shirt for my race or a jacket, just a light running shirt and a tank top. =/ Thankfully I did bring my hat, I would have been very unhappy without the hat, I hate rain in my face. I ended up wearing a cotton long sleeve shirt for the first 3 miles and then gave it to my family at one of the spots they were stopped at.
While I was running, in the last half, a couple of guys passed me, and then we came to an uphill and they started walking, so I passed them. They got to the top of the hill and started running again and pass me. And then on the uphill I passed them again. They ended up getting much farther ahead of me, and I didn't catch up to them again, but I thought it wasn't fair that they walked so much and was still faster than me.
So to explain the picture above, the top left picture is the start of the race, it was small, only 64 people total in the half marathon (only 13 total in the full marathon). The middle right one was my long run treat, a San Juan Island Ice Tea from the Crabhouse. I love these. I don't know what they put in them, but I love them. And in the bottom middle and right is me laying on the bathroom floor with my feet up. I've mentioned it before, but I have found that putting my feet up after a hard run really, really helps. I looked all over at the finish line for somewhere, but it was all wet grass and very few trees. So I decided that when I took a shower I was going to lay down and do it. I figured I was going to shower anyway, so laying on a nasty bathroom floor would be okay. I did put my jacket down under my head, because . . . well, ewwww.
When we got home I had scheduled a massage for 4:45 (We got to our house about 4:20, so I went straight there while everyone else unpacked. I have to say, I planned that pretty well. ; ) However, I didn't get a chance to shower or anything before getting the massage. I apologized, but she was nice about it. It probably helped that I had showered the day before after the race. =)
I don't know if I'll go back to this lady. She doesn't seem to listen to where I want to be massaged. I told her my legs were really sore, especially my quads. (Seriously, I hadn't been that sore in years.) She spent 10 min on my back and 45 min on my hamstrings and saved 5 min for both quads. I was pretty unhappy, and left still sore.
I want to do some comparison pictures with Damian, but that may wait for another day. . .