Sunday, June 12, 2016

Dine and Dash

Whoa—what just happened? Like it was May and then whooosh—we’ve gotten to almost the middle of June. I just don’t know how it happened.

School started again. I’m finding this class much less heavy than the last one. Thankfully. Of course, as soon as it started it was Memorial Day weekend and then I went to California and there was a paper due…today. Gak. But it’s done and I feel a little more caught up. I’m home for the summer, for the most part, so life should be calmer.

I ran the Med City 1/2 Marathon on Memorial Day weekend. Blane and Melanie were here for a couple of days too. They left Sunday after I ran and took two tables with them. Yayayay. Win win win.

Med City was a good run except my right knee about did me in. At one point I thought I might not finish. But we know that would never happen. My sadness is that I think I would have had a pretty good maybe even sub 2 hour time if it hadn’t been for the damn knee and the walking I had to do. Maddening.

DSC01341Hanging on the pink garbage can waiting for the start.

It was a beautiful day for a race and it was cool during the hours I ran


Finishing upright. That’s always a plus for me.

DSC01347Watch out for that pothole…

Five days later Cathy and I were on the way to Cali for another race.

We flew Sun Country which is a tribute to people who don’t fly often and fly on the cheap.

As soon as we took off, I mean as soon as we took off like when the last wheel left the ground the asshat woman in front of me reclined her seat. All. The .Way. Back. Who does that on an airplane anymore? Asshats, that’s who. AND—she stayed that way except for the 20 minutes she was having a drink of pop. This is what I was looking at for about 3 hours.



Yep—that’s how close the seat was to my face.



My 6 inches of room after said woman reclined.

Unfortunately for her because she boxed me in so tight every time I moved I couldn’t help but kick the hell out of the back of her seat. Hard. This is why I fly a little higher end airline. Just saying.

Oh, and if you think she was sleeping, no—she was doing this-



Playing an effing game on her tablet while fully reclined with her neck pillow. My contempt knows no bounds.

We got to Sand Diego and we instantly had the best fish tacos known to mankind with a beer to ease my pain.


This is not my fish taco, it’s the appetizer, Cerviche, that was so good my mouth is watering thinking about it now.


We made it to Carlsbad where we were staying at the noisiest Hilton ever. We were above the pool and it was open from the crack of dawn until 10ish PM, and the loud children were in it most of those hours. In addition to the movie on the lawn across from our room. Loud. It was right across from the beach though and was in a fab locale.


That’s the ocean out there—a little foggy most mornings.


Noisy pool that was empty on Monday the day we left, of course. Picture it full of kids. And adults. And teens. You get it.



I love walking by the ocean.

Cody took us out to dinner and I had a Moscow Mule

IMG_1928I guess you have to drink it in a copper cup. Who knew?

Saturday we went to San Diego and picked up our packets and had another delicious lunch. And some pre race hydration.


Our race was at 6:15….AM. The parking and shuttle line was out of control. The shuttle line was probably 500 people long. Really. And we missed the race start. Which was ok, but I bet it wasn’t for the people in the first 10 corrals. Plus, there was a time limit for the marathoners so if they missed their start it was possible they couldn’t complete the marathon. Wow. Get it together San Diego.

Cathy and my friend and fellow Ragnarian Kimberly, and Cody and I made up two relay teams. Cathy and I had the first leg.

Yay—done and on the bus


And drinking a beer at the finish. It’s at least 9:30 AM by now, right?




Cody showed up shortly after cause he’s fast and our shuttle was slow

IMG_1943Our team—The Medical Professionals

And Kimberly came in shortly after that.


It was a good race but slow for me. I spent a lot of time trying to get around people. It’s too bad that runners aren’t honest about their times so they are put in the correct corrals. Seriously.

Cody took us out to breakfast and we built a bloody-



Cathy and I had health veggie egg white scrambles but Cody…he is actively working on his first cardiac event-


IMG_1948His fork is pointing at bacon wrapped sausage.

After this fun and delicious time we headed up to the winery that Cody took me to last fall. It was much busier because the day was beautiful and warm.


I tell ya, it was a really great day.

It ended at the hotel bar patio where we brought in our own beers and continued to rehydrate from our efforts early in the morning.

IMG_1951It’s not an ultra, it’s a grapefruit beer. And it was the best.

Our not so secret beer tote.


We ordered some dinner and charged it to our room. Except for when we got the bill Cathy noticed on our way out that we never got charged for our dinner. Sadly, our memories are a little hazy after the grapefruit beer and, well, there’s a distinct possibility we did a dine and dash. A drunken dine and dash. How is that even possible? Not like we were moving quickly and we walked right past the wait staff. Huh. Maybe they were paying us to leave. No, that can’t be right.


Monday was no fun day as we headed back to Minnesota. We were half hour late due to a broken seat belt and a passenger unwilling to move to a different seat cause he had to sit with his wife or something. I’m like, dude, move. your. ass. I’m getting to be a terrible flyer.

I will say my precheck status is the best thing since sliced bread. Even though the lines weren’t too long

IMG_1917Lack of line when we left from terminal 2

I love the fact that I don’t have to take anything off or out of my back pack. Life is sweet that way.

Worth every penny.

Now I’ve been back for the last week, working, and schooling.

Our pergola in finished and perfect in every way-


IMG_1955It’s like a shady little room on the deck, and the cats love it.

I saw my coworker’s little baby this week too--

Cutest thing eva-


IMG_1957This picture cracks me up.

Lastly, Happy is feeling well and enjoying the sun here.



Everyone should also be relieved to know that Carol, the Queen B, has sent Happy’s diarrhea sponge to Martha’s friend who picked Happy up for us and fostered him for a week. As much as I’d like to say it’s not true, sadly, I cannot.


I can’t make this up. If anyone needs a diarrhea sponge, just let me know and I’ll get it right to you.