Slip

Jake was just trying to convince me that we should go trick-or-treating tonight.  I told him that two adults with no kids, one of which is a big bald guy, might not go over well.

Jake responded by saying that he should put on a ski mask and carry a crow bar, tapping on the doors with it.  Then he would say "trick or treat" and "they would give us money...errr... candy."

Freudian slip?

Parenthood

I LOVE the show "Parenthood."  It's seriously fabulous.  I don't know what it is about it- I just feel like I can connect with the characters so well and it's just fun and the family's interactions are fabulous and funny.

If you haven't seen this show yet, please watch an episode.  At least give it a chance.  It airs on Tuesday nights on NBC.  I want this show sticking around for at least a few more seasons!

Trip down memory lane

Jake was just trying to decide between two things, and I seriously just heard him uttering this saying from our childhoods...

"Eeny meeney miney mo, catch a tiger by his toe, if he hollers make him pay, fifty dollars every day.  My mommy picked the very best one and you are not it... with a dirty, dirty dish rag on your big fat ugly toe."

Hilarious.

Thief

This morning Jake and I went to get donuts (big treat for me since they contain milk).  We found a great local place, ordered our donuts, and sat down to feast.  I tried both of my donuts, but then settled in to eat my double chocolate cake donut (my absolute favorite).  Jake had one cake donut and a cinnamon roll, and offered me a bite of his cinnamon role to try it.  I could tell I was getting full off of my one donut, so I told him no since I wanted my last few bites of donut to be from my chocolate wonderfulness.  I had also mentioned just prior to him offering that I was going to need to get a bag for my leftover donut.

After I finished, I was looking around at the donuts and taking in the place since it was the first time we had been there.  After a minute or two, I looked back onto the tray and....  (I can't even type this without laughing.)

... my donut was gone.

I looked at Jake, and he was licking his fingers.  I was SO mad at him at first and in complete shock that he would have the guts to eat my leftover donut without even asking.  Jake claims that he never heard me saying I was going to ask for a leftover bag, and that by me saying that I wanted my last bite to be the chocolate, that I was apparently offering him my leftover donut.  The look on his face was priceless, too.  He could tell I was pissed and didn't really know what to do.  Apparently he's not seen me that angry before.  After that, I started laughing hysterically and couldn't stop because it was SO funny.  Seriously, who does that?

So I ate one donut.  And had no leftovers.

And I'm STILL laughing.

5 days

So I woke up this morning feeling the need to run.  It's starting to drive me crazy.

Then I decided to look back at Joel's blog to see how many days after his marathon that he was feeling this way.

5 days.

It's been 5 days for me, too.

5 days must be the magic number.

I'm SO anxious to go run.  Maybe tomorrow morning I'll go for a short run?? :)

26.2

Welp, it's over!  I did it.  26.2 miles.  I felt good most of the way, too!  I'm just super pumped that I was able to follow the advice from the book that we were reading and that it was all really helpful.  I started out much slower than normal and it really paid off.  I even ran up the monster hill that I was dreading.  I was also chanting to myself, "Take that, Runkle!" the whole way up (Mr. Runkle was my cross-country coach in high school that told me I just wasn't built to be a runner).

I did have some stomach issues, but I think that had to do with trying new flavors of Gu that I wasn't used to.  I was told that there would be all flavors of Gu, but I didn't realize (duh me) that there wouldn't be every flavor available at each station.  I freaked out a little when I got to the first station and my options were orange (which I absolutely hate) and a kind I hadn't tried before.  Luckily I liked it, but the next Gu after that did NOT settle with me right.  I took a few trips to the bathroom and gave a few runners a sight as I hung my head off the side of the course for a bit.  One guy was really nice and offered a piece of gum to settle my stomach, but I'm not exactly a gum chewer.  When my stomach was ok, I passed them again and told them I would try not to puke in front of them again. :)  I also think the issue had to do with someone not diluting the gatorade correctly at a few of the stations.  It was disgusting- SUPER strong.  Many of us tried to dilute it with the water available but it was still gross.  Bummer.

Anyway, the whole thing was great for me.  I couldn't believe it.  I actually had fun the whole time, and certainly see myself doing more races in the future.  I don't think I want to spend the time training for another marathon, but the actuall race didn't bother me.  I'm just feeling like an old person now.

Jake finished a strong 21 miles and then was overcome with some pretty bad dehydration.  He wasn't able to finish the race, but I am SOOO proud of his 21 miles!  Nicely done, babe!

Long line of bathrooms before the race.

This is where I started sprinting.  AND passed a girl.  :)

The end.

Marathon morning

It's marathon day!  Jake and I couldn't exactly sleep late so we're up and drinking our gatorade and I'm drinking/eating my smoothie.  It's a lot of fluid to try to get down... bah.

So, I think this fact is quite amusing.  As of this morning, I have officially lost 50 pounds.  Not as of yesterday, not any other day, but on marathon day.  Funny stuff.  I had stopped losing weight but apparently if you try to eat less sugar, caffeine, and other bad stuff, you tend to lose weight.  Funny.  Jake also reminded me that I will lose a bunch in water weight today too, so I won't be at 50 pounds for much longer!

Ok, wish us luck!  Love you guys. :)