It’s officially one month from my marathon and it’s all I can think about. I just got my bib number and corral assignment – not last, so that’s all that matters! And the marathon course map is up. Now that I roughly know where things will be, I’m practicing my visual/mental training tips. I knew that the finish line was in Epcot and the final miles are the same miles I ran in the Royal Family 5k (my first 5k) a few years ago. Whenever I am struggling on my long runs, I imagine myself running through the countries in the world showcase and pretend it is the final miles of my marathon.
Now I need to figure out where Brian will be able to see me on the course, and I don’t even know where to begin with that. I see that I hit the Magic Kingdom at around 5-6 miles in, which translates to about 7:00am. I guess I can’t count on anyone meeting me there. I can’t ask someone to be up that early and I don’t need the mental push that early in the race anyway. I think only the mid-way point and the finish line will work on.
I got some news that will affect marathon weekend though. My grandparents live near Orlando and I originally planned to spend just one day with them before the marathon festivities. My grandfather recently got a diagnosis of prostate cancer, and he spent Thanksgiving in the hospital. He’ll start chemo soon, but he’s already 85 so even if things go “perfectly” you don’t quite bounce back from anything at that age. I have already rearranged my travel plans so that I will spend 2 and a half days with him before the marathon events. Spending as much time as possible with him means cutting back or canceling Disney World time, but I have many more years for that. Instead of having Monday (day after marathon) to relax and do nothing or visit with the Princesses, I’ll be getting on a plane to come home. I’m also not taking any extra days off around Christmas and New Year so that I can conserve my vacation days to visit him more throughout the year.
It kind of stinks that I have been so excited and positive about the marathon, but my excitement is clouded by knowing that my grandpa is sick and he might be very sick by the time I see him. But cancer stinks more than anything I could imagine so my inconveniences don’t matter.
I slacked off the remainder of last week because I was just so tired. Three hotels and three time zones in six days wore me out more than I expected. I forgot to mention that one of my nights at the Aria was free thanks to playing this silly game on Facebook called myVegas. You play a game to collect points and the points can be redeemed for free stuff in Las Vegas. I never spent any money to play the game.
Anyway, here are the pictures I didn’t get to.
So, I almost fainted on a treadmill this morning.
I’ve been battling a cold ever since I got on the plane. And since its the holiday and I’m on vacation, I haven’t had much time to rest so that my sickness can clear up. From Boise to the country town, back to Boise, and now in Vegas. I have bags under my eyes; I’ve been exhausted and cranky like the while time.
Yesterday I kind I fell to pieces and was dead asleep by 8:00. Who does that in Las Vegas?
This morning I was awake by 6am. I was annoyed that hadn’t run at all this trip so I decided to try the hotel gym. By the way, the Aria gym is the nicest gym I’ve ever been to. Not just the nicest hotel gym; the nicest. This was the lobby area:
I should have just hung out there. There were actually a lot of people there even though it was only 7am so I didn’t want to creep on them by taking more pictures.
Getting back to my story – I was chugging along at a very slow pace (marathon pace) but feeling good. I even said to myself “I can definitely make it 3 miles.” At exactly 1.5 miles, my towel slid onto the floor. I wanted to pick it up, so I hit the stop button. As the belt stopped, I suddenly was out of breath and coughing to catch my breath. I was really confused about that since I didn’t even feel out of breath while I was running. Maybe 10 seconds had passed since I stopped, then my hearing became muffled and everything was blurry. I was really scared and just stood there gripping the rails and thinking pleeeease don’t pass out in front of all these people. Looking back,
I probably should have sat down right there.
I was aware enough to grab my things and stumble a few steps to the stretching area and just laid flat on the floor for about 10 minutes. I tried to pass it off like “yeah i just had a hard workout so I need to rest.” Then I got up, drank a cup of water, took an ice cold wet towel (how luxurious and handy) and laid down again. Eventually I was fine enough to go back to my room and now I’m fine, just a little shell shocked.
I always read that its ok to run when you have a head cold but be careful of some of the other factors. I have never felt that sensation before and in that moment I panicked. I suspect that it was my normally low blood pressure + dehydration from flying and being sick + your blood pressure drops when you stop exercising which all came together at once. Also, I live at sea level, Vegas is 2100 feet and the hotel is a a bunch of stories up. Is that enough of an elevation change to make a difference? Hopefully this magical combo does not happen ever again and especially not during the marathon.
Good morning! I had delicious Idaho trout last night.
Now I have to wait another year or more before I eat it again.
While I get my Vegas on, check out my latest creation. When I was at the Shape Diva Dash, I saw a booth selling some fun non-slip headbands, the kind with velvet ribbon to keep it from moving around. I went off to buy one, but turned right around when I saw that they cost $12 each.
Cool story bro.
Then I discovered some tutorials on how to make those exact headbands. I used Kristina Grum’s tutorial and made seven headbands for a total cost of $11.
Isn’t it funny how the day after Thanksgiving can be just as ritualized as T-day itself?
Whether you have to work or not, everyone does leftovers the day after. I took the leftover un-mashed potatoes and made home fries for breakfast.
And that was the extent of our leftovers cooking. The rest of the food was just eaten up as sandwiches.
The other ritual is Black Friday shopping. I am stuck in a mountain resort town with no big stores in sight. I went into just about every store in town (like 10 stores) and their idea of Black Friday was 10% off. I’m not exxagerating! I only bought a skein of yarn, and it was not even in sale at all.
If you are opening your store, at least give me that stupid 10% off. I was stuck with online shopping which is annoying to so with only a phone/tablet. I bought a Kate Spade bag from the “surprise sale”. Then I had the free Groupon bucks so I used it to buy Pro Compression calf sleeves. And that was it. I wanted to buy an external hard drive but I didn’t have the energy to comparison shop using my phone or kindle. I might regret that later when I need that hard drive.
Did you make anything good with your leftovers? Did you get a good deal on Black Friday?