For today's sidelining the sweet talk, we are going to give you a race recap of last week's Germanfest 15K in Muenster, TX. This is a story of blood, sweat, tears, and beer.
The night before the run, Elizabeth finally succumbed to all the germs that her kids had been spewing at her all week. At 9 p.m. on Saturday, it appeared that the only thing she would be running was a fever.
But, Sunday morning she rallied like a superstar.
When we left Ardmore, we were running about 30 minutes late due to my inept blogging skills and the general uncooperativeness of the blogger app. As a result, we had to drive fast and take chances.
All the way there, we debated whether to run the 15K as planned or the 5K since Elizabeth was running a temperature of 103 the night before. How far we would run was really immaterial to me. I was nervous about my poor running the whole week leading up to it, and I was really only running for the rewards at the end anyway:
Beer, Brats, and Texas Taters . . .
So, I was kind of hoping that she would decide to run the 5K. I really hate runs that start after day break. I especially hate long, hot, windy runs that start at noon.
But, being a bad ass superhero, Elizabeth was hell bent that we were going to run the 15K.
We parked, hustled to the registration building, and picked up our packets. We couldn't help but notice that the whole downtown area surrounding the starting line smelled awful. It kind of smelled like this:
Then we split a huge plate of 'Texas Taters'.
And, of course there was beer.
After the food and beer, Elizabeth's compromised body needed a rest. So we took a seat and waited for the race awards to start. That's when I captured the many faces of Eve.
We totally weren't expecting to win anything. However, in hopes that maybe some of the other Ardmore ladies were going to win something, we just hung out.
Then shockingly, both our names were called. Elizabeth got third in her age group (30-34), and I got second in the old ladies group (35-39).
All in all, we had a great time . . . after the run. The run itself was grueling. I have some real work to do on that front. I've lost my mojo.
But, the food and the festival were fun. If Elizabeth had been feeling better it would have been a lot more fun.
I still can't believe that we didn't get any dessert. Oh wait, there were some cookies and a brownie that we bought from some cheerleaders trying to raise money for something or another. So, I guess we did eat dessert. But, we didn't eat any strudel. What a shame.
We will be "kommen" back next year. Only I think I'll stick with the 5K. If Elizabeth wants to run the 15K, she is on her own. Nine miles up and down hills in the scorching heat and wind is not a good scene for a vampire runner. I will rock the 5K though. I have two years left to try for first in the old ladies group (ages 35-39) before I move on to the old, old ladies group. And, I'm going to win first. Mark my words.