26.2 with Tiffanys

The Nike Womens Marathon was started in 2004, I started pursuing it in 2005. Since 2005 I have shamelessly chased after this race begging them to let me in. Every time I was rejected  I sort of felt like that kid from The Christmas Story who got shoved down the gigantic slide by Santa .



With 4 weeks to go I’m like a kid getting closer to Christmas. I dream about it and sometimes pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming. I know it sounds dramatic but for goodness sake, I have waited long enough! So far no dreams of missing the race or dreaming that I overslept and I’m late.  There’s still plenty time for that I’m sure.

In 2006 I ran the Chicago Marathon and it was cold and wet that weekend.  I was traveling alone on that trip since my husband had to work a football game that weekend so I didn’t stay long in Chicago. I think I flew up on Saturday morning, raced on Sunday and flew back late Sunday night. I don’t recommend that being that I had to drive from New Orleans, LA to Hattiesburg, MS late at night after flying directly after a marathon. Dumb idea!  I’ve never really cramped after anything  but on that night, as I was driving my feet kept cramping as I was going down the interestate. Thank goodness for cruise control and minimal traffic. I was in a bad situation at the time.

Anyways, after my marathon I had an hour or two to kill before I had to be at the airport so as I’m slumming around Chicago in my comfy yoga pants and Southern Miss sweatshirt I realized I had not been to Tiffanys.  You know, the fancy shamncy place. In case I’ve never mentioned it, Breakfast At Tiffanys is one of my favorite movies. So of course i had to go there. I just love Audrey Hepburn as well.  Piece of advice, DO NOT GO THERE IN YOUR YOGA PANTS AND SWEATSHIRT!  SECURITY WILL FOLLOW YOU EVERYWHERE IN THE STORE!   I’ll be honest, I had no idea how bad I looked. I just wanted to see all the pretty shiney stuff.  As I’m cruising through the store in my sneakers and sweats I just didn’t understand why the security guard was following me around like well I might steal something. Then I saw it. My reflection. I realized then as I looked up that I looked like poo warmed over. I was mortified! Here I was, in one of America’s most beloved jewelry store and I looked like I should have been in Wal-Mart!  Leave it to me.

That really was a fun trip.  I hope San Francisco hold as many memories for me as Chicago did.  I know some of the pre-marathon jitters have set in. Mainly most of my concerns right now are whats the weather going to be like, what am I going to wear and will I be able to survive the pre jitter excitement.  I’m not trying to wish my life away but I’m really ready to be there already!


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