We had a BLAST today!
First of all, we went to Gig Harbor to the Street Scramble. (That scavenger hunt/orienteering thing we like to do.) It was a two hour one, and during that time we went ALL over this cute little harbor town! We covered almost 7 miles and came in 12th place in our division. There were HUNDREDS of people there. Our first scramble, three years ago, there were 50 max. It's amazing how much it's grown.
We covered almost 7 miles and since I had a 10 miler scheduled for tomorrow and we knew it would be awhile before the results were in, I went out and finished the last 3.5 or so miles. Beautiful weather, too. We had some clouds and the sun kept hiding, but it was warm but not too warm.
On the way to the scramble Roy mentioned the Folklife Festival was going on and asked if I wanted to go afterwards. Yup! My friend, Laura of torturing me on trail runs fame, is in a band named Orkestar Zirconium. I'd gotten an email from her band mailing list that said they'd be at Folklife, so I asked Chuck Norris (my cell phone) to check it for me and so nuff! The band was playing at 4:30 this afternoon! Yay! I'd been wanting to see them!
We stopped at Subway for lunch, then headed to Seattle (after getting our medal). Wandered around Folklife for awhile and got an ear of roasted corn, listened to some fantastic music, took some pictures of the odd and profound, then settled on the lawn to wait for Laura's band. I had no idea what kind of music they played, and the program only said "Armor Piercing Balkan Brass" which, in retrospect, was a very precise description. As we were sitting there a band processional marched by playing something akin to New Orleans Jazz and I thought "Darn! I wish they were playing later. I love that kind of music!" Well they headed up onto stage. It was the band. OMG they were FANTASTIC! It was Balkin music, but it had a very funky jazzy feel. Loved every minute of it. If I didn't have a friend in it, I'd STILL go see them again! I think there are 14 members each playing either a bass instrument (from tuba, to sax, to coronet) or a percussion instrument. Really absolutely a joy to listen to.
On the way home stopped for dinner at a food court in Westlake in downtown Seattle only to find my sushi place, gone. (Not Todai...but another one "Wok and Roll".) The soup place is on my "list" because last time I ate there they pretended not to speak English and "gave" me a special I didn't order, then insisted I pay for it and for some reason I did. Finally settled on a salad at World Wrapp, which was pretty good once I added some hot sauce to the asian dressing.
Here are some pics from today:
This cat was watching CaTV. There was a wall with probably 50 or so holes in it, and little swallows were flying in and out of the holes. Ironically this was in the yard of a Wild Bird store that sold feeders, yard art, and things to attract birds. They had this resident cat. He was just so intent on those birds!
Me before the scramble started. Hot vest, huh? Sadly, they ran out because there were so many people, so I gave it up so a family could have one. Darn. It was such a beautiful color, too!
Roy and a big fish before the scramble started.
THE POWER OF CHRISTMAS COMPELS YOU! THE POWER OF CHRISTMAS COMPELS YOU!
Happy balloons...verrrrry happy balloons.
To prove I don't ONLY take pictures of phallic symbols.
Harold's Sanity took a left turn at Albuquerque...
Okestar Zirconium. See the guy in the green with the drum? He had this John Cusack thing going. Damn...hot.
Laura and her partner, Donn. He is very quiet...you can imagine that we couldn't get either him nor Roy to shut up when we had lunch together one day! Fortunately Laura and I are neither quiet nor serious so we held up the conversation.
Mercer Island , Washington
Mercer Island Rotary
56F / 13C
Run - Half Marathon
Total Time = 2h 7m 49s
Overall Rank = 1044/
Age Group = 40-44
Age Group Rank = 73/650
Got up and had coffee and a breakfast cookie while watching the weather report. Decided on my Triks Race Skirt and tank top with a jacket. It was cold and rainy!
There was no warm up because it wasn't WARM! It was freezing and wet and cold and wet. It rained and rained. We walked around to keep warm and I shivered a lot.
The run went really well. I started out running with Linda. Mile one was my slowest mile, due to the start. It came in at 10:14. After that all miles were sub 10 min miles. Starting with mile three I did a one mile run, one minute walk. My legs felt fresh the entire time. I even stopped a few times and took pictures! The last four miles I ran in, no intervals, with the last two miles around 8:30 miles. This, for me, is rocking fast!
Nothing! I took it easy the first part, and pushed it some the second. I probably should have taken it a little slower since I was doing this as a training run.
I found Roy and did some walking around and stretching. Of course we snagged some goodies! I'm all about the goodies!
The fact that I'm not very fast!
I think the only damper on this entire race, other than the wet weather, was the attitudes of the natives! What in the world is up with Mercer Island? I mean I know some people who live there. They are very nice people. But they have a few neighbors who could use some tips from good old Emily Post!
Roy was telling me after his 10k that at one point a lady in a hummer got mad that she was being detoured. So how did she handle it? She drove slowly past the runners, laying on the horn, and flipping them all off. Very classy. That showed them! How DARE they raise money for colon cancer research! Don't they know I have a pedi scheduled?
Then after my race we walked over to Albertsons. A gentleman (and I use that term loosely) in front of us was just finishing up purchasing his items. He says to the cashier, "Well I think I'll go run down a few runners."
The cashier looked at me, turned a little pink (I still had my number on) and said "Hey, at least they're out there doing something for a good cause."
Crabby Pants harumphed as if to say "They're on my Island and I do not like interlopers in lycra on MY ISLAND!"
So cashier guy says, "Hey, she ran the race!" and pointed at me. "How did you do?"
I answered that I'd had a great run and finished in good time.
Crabby Pants didn't even turn around, nor did he have the class to even look embarrassed. And no, he didn't say it in a joking manner.
Finally we went for lunch. On the way out a family was coming in. I held the door for all four of them. Nothing. Nothing. Not even a nod. Made eye contact with the father. Nothing. Having had enough of the "hospitality of the locals" I turned and said "You know? Thank you is a very nice phrase." He just looked at me blankly.
It was probably the lycra.
Last updated: 2007-03-26 10:00 PM
|02:07:39 | 13.1 miles | 9m 44s min/mile |
|Average heart rate: 159 Best mile: 8:34 |
|The course was a hilly loop of Mercer Island, a beautiful island full of chi chi houses, lots of nature, and lots of Humvees. After all, one can never tell when one might be attacked! Then those without Hummers will be laughing! Ha! One big challenge is the canted road. Last year that translated into a great deal of hip and back pain, so I really paid a lot of attention to it and tried to avoid the extreme grades as best as possible.|