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I'm sorry if I let you down, MS. glidegal was the Organiz<i>or</i>, hence (I thought) the chaperone, so I followed her lead. I'm still not quite sure <i>where</i> this led, but you had cellphone photographic evidence. Looks pretty innocent to me.<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/msggssterroir1.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Okay, running. I think this weekend was about running.<br><br>
The Expo was great. MS, Mr Souci, and I made the rounds and ended up buying deeply discounted Adidas. The salesman rewarded us with a freebie T-shirt and three pairs of socks <i>each</i>. What a haul!<br><br>
I tried to nap at the hotel after we enjoyed a delicious Vietnamese lunch. No go on the nap. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/sad10.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="sad10"><br><br>
Time to meet up with the gang at Macaroni Grill. Dinner. Then we all shared one order of chocolate cake and there was still some left over!<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/portlandgang07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/Portlandgang07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Sleepless night. Gaack. Mr. Souci and MS accompanied Econo and I to the start. This would be my first go at pacing. I was actually a tad nervous, normally not a problem for me.<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/sseconoportland07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/sseconoportland07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;">At least I wouldn't have a problem finding the pacee in the crowd. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"> I thought pacing went okay until I hit a Blue Room around Mile 7 or so. In order to catch up with Econo, I had to boot it. I didn't adjust very well once we got together again.<br><br>
As pre-arranged, at the halfway point we parted ways and planned to meet at the finish. This was the long, flat lead-up to the hill to the bridge, and I just ramped up the pace. I have to admit, it was quite a rush to pass so many people. I experienced the usual highs and lows, but I felt okay most of the way, though fatigued. I could not wait to get to the Labduckian aid station. Who do I notice first? John, of course!!!! What a sight for tired eyes. And our chaperone! (I <i>love</i> our chaperone!)<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/johnggaidstation.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
After a short visit, on the road again.<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/ssaidstn.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Not long after, more refreshment for a tired spirit: Hippo! He was battling nasty asthma symptoms but was his usual cheery Hippo self. We reunited in the chute at the finish where I also saw The Canadian (who had a magnificent race which I hope she will post about here).<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/hippo07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br><b>Time: 3:41.45<br>
13 of 529 AG</b><br><br>
For those interested, this is a superbly well-organized race. There was a tiny slip-up at the start with too few loos, but the aid stations are plenty and extremely well-manned. Ditto the finish area.<br><br>
What a great weekend. gg and MrG drink-and-dinner-a-thon; winejunky and The Canadian meeting MS and I Saturday morning for a run and coffee; Labduck and Mrs Labduck organizing dinner, the aid station, and the apres race get-together; John, travelling a long way, donning the Pank and having to cope with groping gallivanters; Hippo and his upbeatedness; gritty tri/marathoner Econo; cheery and cheering Mr. Souci; glorious glidegal and MrG; and my Pal Sal.<br><br>
Could it be any better? Pacific dolphins on the ferry down; humpback whales on the way home. And Thanksgiving dinner Chez Mustang.<br><br><i>Private note to mini Mustangs:<br><br>
Dear D, you and I know I can be a bit of a nutty old thang, but I want to be serious for a moment and tell you how proud I am of you for shaving your head for Cops for Cancer. That takes a lot of compassion and a pretty big hit of moxie. Oh, and by the bye, while my French has been on the shelf for a while, I do recognize a fine accent when I hear one and you *have* it.<br><br>
Little Miss E (or L, if you prefer), you did make the finest pumpkin pie I have ever tasted. Bar none. No fib. I'm guessing maybe you showed your Dear Dad how to mash potatoes too. Mmmm, mashed potato perfection! I hope we can get together soon to do some serious knitting together ... or perhaps you can show me how to play the trumpet.<br><br>
I enjoyed your company immensely. Thank you both, your mom and dad, for inviting Mr. Souci et moi for Thanksgiving in your new home. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"></i><br><br>
Sal, thank you for taking on all the driving duties, for lighting everyone up wherever you go (while looking like a Supermodel no less), and being my Sal Pal.
Okay, running. I think this weekend was about running.<br><br>
The Expo was great. MS, Mr Souci, and I made the rounds and ended up buying deeply discounted Adidas. The salesman rewarded us with a freebie T-shirt and three pairs of socks <i>each</i>. What a haul!<br><br>
I tried to nap at the hotel after we enjoyed a delicious Vietnamese lunch. No go on the nap. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/sad10.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="sad10"><br><br>
Time to meet up with the gang at Macaroni Grill. Dinner. Then we all shared one order of chocolate cake and there was still some left over!<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/portlandgang07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/Portlandgang07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Sleepless night. Gaack. Mr. Souci and MS accompanied Econo and I to the start. This would be my first go at pacing. I was actually a tad nervous, normally not a problem for me.<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/sseconoportland07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/sseconoportland07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;">At least I wouldn't have a problem finding the pacee in the crowd. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"> I thought pacing went okay until I hit a Blue Room around Mile 7 or so. In order to catch up with Econo, I had to boot it. I didn't adjust very well once we got together again.<br><br>
As pre-arranged, at the halfway point we parted ways and planned to meet at the finish. This was the long, flat lead-up to the hill to the bridge, and I just ramped up the pace. I have to admit, it was quite a rush to pass so many people. I experienced the usual highs and lows, but I felt okay most of the way, though fatigued. I could not wait to get to the Labduckian aid station. Who do I notice first? John, of course!!!! What a sight for tired eyes. And our chaperone! (I <i>love</i> our chaperone!)<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/johnggaidstation.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
After a short visit, on the road again.<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/ssaidstn.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Not long after, more refreshment for a tired spirit: Hippo! He was battling nasty asthma symptoms but was his usual cheery Hippo self. We reunited in the chute at the finish where I also saw The Canadian (who had a magnificent race which I hope she will post about here).<br><br><img alt="" src="http://www3.telus.net/browmon/hippo07.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br><b>Time: 3:41.45<br>
13 of 529 AG</b><br><br>
For those interested, this is a superbly well-organized race. There was a tiny slip-up at the start with too few loos, but the aid stations are plenty and extremely well-manned. Ditto the finish area.<br><br>
What a great weekend. gg and MrG drink-and-dinner-a-thon; winejunky and The Canadian meeting MS and I Saturday morning for a run and coffee; Labduck and Mrs Labduck organizing dinner, the aid station, and the apres race get-together; John, travelling a long way, donning the Pank and having to cope with groping gallivanters; Hippo and his upbeatedness; gritty tri/marathoner Econo; cheery and cheering Mr. Souci; glorious glidegal and MrG; and my Pal Sal.<br><br>
Could it be any better? Pacific dolphins on the ferry down; humpback whales on the way home. And Thanksgiving dinner Chez Mustang.<br><br><i>Private note to mini Mustangs:<br><br>
Dear D, you and I know I can be a bit of a nutty old thang, but I want to be serious for a moment and tell you how proud I am of you for shaving your head for Cops for Cancer. That takes a lot of compassion and a pretty big hit of moxie. Oh, and by the bye, while my French has been on the shelf for a while, I do recognize a fine accent when I hear one and you *have* it.<br><br>
Little Miss E (or L, if you prefer), you did make the finest pumpkin pie I have ever tasted. Bar none. No fib. I'm guessing maybe you showed your Dear Dad how to mash potatoes too. Mmmm, mashed potato perfection! I hope we can get together soon to do some serious knitting together ... or perhaps you can show me how to play the trumpet.<br><br>
I enjoyed your company immensely. Thank you both, your mom and dad, for inviting Mr. Souci et moi for Thanksgiving in your new home. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"></i><br><br>
Sal, thank you for taking on all the driving duties, for lighting everyone up wherever you go (while looking like a Supermodel no less), and being my Sal Pal.
