Rock N Roll San Antonio Half 2015

Waking up this morning was not easy. I'm actually kind of tired from the weekend. Mostly because I am so untrained. Really, seriously, untrained.  Did the same routine as the morning before. I headed out early to meet Sorority Girl at her house. Her fabulous husband drove us to the start. This time we couldn't quite make it to the same easy drop off because of road closures, so there was a little stress. But, we made it just fine. Took a few pictures. Met some INKnBURN Ambassadors and took a few pictures.

  Of course, we had requisite porta-pottie time. Lined up in our corrals and planned the 1-minute run/1-minute walk rotation for as long as we felt like it. 30 minutes (ish) after the first corral started, we got started. We had a brief second to catch a selfie with Meb. One of the nicest guys and greatest US marathoners of our time.

Then it was a trek through San Antonio. I remember just not ever feeling into the race ... at all. I really have lost my mojo. But, there were some fun sights to see. San Antonio really does have lovely things to see.

My brother taught me ...
never turn down candy from a child

 But there were some fun things. As the morning developed and people started waking up, we found ourselves downtown with the smells of breakfast. I needed a bathroom and why not stop for cookies at a pastry shop/breakfast cafe? We appreciated the bubble machine, that was really fun.

 We ended up walking most of the race. I just can't get into it right now. Burnout? But why? I haven't been pushing myself hard. I think it's job stress. I am especially stressed out these days. Anyway, we eventually reached the turnoff for the marathoners. We were careful to stay left ... didn't want to make a mistake and find ourselves on the wrong course and going further. But, it didn't matter. By the time we actually got there, it was blocked off. We had missed the cut-off. Good thing we weren't aiming for a marathon finish today. And I'm glad I had company that was feeling as "motivated" as I was. We were both slogging it out, but didn't really want to be there. Eventually, we found ourselves at the finish at the Alamo.

Collected medals ... yes, two ... for the half and for the remix. Surprised and happy that the Musician had met us at the finish line, with large cups of Iced Tea. Took the required finish pics that we always do.

  This weekend was 22.4 miles and I'm really tired.