Thirteen-mile Thriller!

Hey guess what.  We ran the 1/2 marathon!  By "we" I mean me and my fun times running buddy Michelle (you can view Michelle's hot picture in the previous post about the Turkey Trot).  She is so funny!  I don't even bother to bring my ipod running because she keeps me laughing the whole time.  We  seem to be starting a tradition of showing up to the race late, and caring more about where the bathrooms are than the finish line.  side note: To the people who host these races: Running induces certain bodily functions that REQUIRE certain facilities.  Don't you know that!?  Why are there not bathrooms at EVERY 1/2 mile during these races!?  Dried up tumble weed along the way do not provide the necessary privacy for these types of things. end side note.

 Anyways, other than starting late (again! - I love our style) and not enough bathrooms, it really was fun!  We started 6 min. behind, but had caught up to the main group by the 2-3 mile.  Thanks to all the high school cheerleaders in the town of Queen Creek who got up extra early to look fancy for the race.  The way you handed me my paper cups of water was inspiring.  (I can make fun of cheerleaders because I used to be one myself.  Did you know that?  Ya, I was a Brimhall Bobcat.  Go BJH!  We took state.)        ... Anyhoo, The race rout was so pretty!  We were running through all these cotton fields and along horse pastures.  We totally had the spirit of the mustang with us.  We were going pretty strong up through about mile 10-11, when we both just hit a wall (don't worry, just a metaphoric one).  Those last 3 miles were rough, but I'm so proud of us!  We finished in 2 hrs. 35 minutes.  So we have decided to run another one in April, and this time take it seriously...like we'll show up on time and everything.  We won't even bring our cell phones to call our hubbies when we're almost done so he can drag our kids down to cheer us on as we cross the finish line.  We'll probably even stretch out and go to the bathroom before we run, too.  Our goal is to beat our time.  Wish us luck!