Sunday, October 26, 2014
i will be honest, i had low expectation on the actual wine tasting. i have tried my fair share of kansas / missouri harvested wines and have never been a big fan. but today was about the adventure and having fun with the girls.
the tasting room was actually packed upon our arrival and a little bit of a cluster at the beginning. i ended up joining part of the group bellied up to the tasting table and had the opportunity to learn a bit more about the wines we were tasting. we tasted at least 6 different wines and they ranged from super sweet to really dry. none grabbed my fancy to buy a bottle and take home.
as i looked around the tasting room i recognized a heavy scandinavian influence to many of the antiques. come to find out his wife family is swedish. his father-in-law has passed down the family recipe for lutefisk, to which he swears is amazing. i had to seriously question him how that could be.
i always enjoy hearing the stories of others. especially when those stories are about taking a chance at something and they are so passionate about what they are doing. definitely saw and heard that while talking to steve. and i wish him all the best in this endeavor.
each wine had a different animal face on it and given a cleaver name in reference to the animal. the animals are ones that can be found in the fields here in kansas. including one of a mountain lion whose wine was named rumor. as in rumor has it there are mountain lions in kansas. but they haven't actually seen any at this location.
i so enjoyed spending the day with these girls and learning more about some of the true hidden treasures available. you just never know what you might find down a dirt road here in kansas.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
Sunday, October 19, 2014
always so good to spend some quality time with this pretty lady. thanks for the fun outing and being so understanding when i needed to stop and stretch for a few minutes.
Saturday, October 18, 2014
then the next time we hung out, i heard all about her sunday training runs and that she really was going to do this. i thought about it and said what the hell...i have run plenty of 5k over the last few years but why not actually train....and run/walk something a little more substantial. so i looked into the race and mapped out the training schedule and was a week off of doing the recommended training schedule but thought why not.
from there we talked more about training and i met a few other girls that were going to be running as well and was actually getting somewhat excited for it. then i ran 9 miles my first long training run and was in major pain in my knee. i researched and learned i had the dreaded runners knee. strength training, ice, and rest was what was best recommend so with 4 weeks until the race...never ran again.
when meg and i got together for the ballet i learned she had also experienced the same fate of runners knee but, she had actually done the smart thing and gone to a physical therapist who was helping her with a few exercises. she stated she wasn't sure if she was going to do the race. we talked and both said lets see how we feel. i hadn't run for awhile and wondered if i could even run a mile. (going down stairs was the worse). we agreed to talk again on tuesday and make a decision. well i never ran but remembered how much i paid for this damn race and said fuck it, i was going to do it. other friends who have run a half before said we could do it...so we agreed to do it.
i learned my friend renea was also running the race and reached out to her about possible carpooling. this way nick and her hubby could car pool down later and cheer us on at the finish line. hell if i was going to do this, i wanted nick there at the end. renea agreed to car pooling and she was just so stinking cute. she had two other friends joining us who were running the full marathon and then meg and i running the half. renea originally was signed up for the full but changed to the half as she has been fighting a cold. she kept talking about being in a car full of virgins, which just made me laugh. and she just got all of us psyched up for the race. the reference to virgins was it was meg and i's first half and the other two girls first marathon.
we made it down to the start line and the energy was high. meg and i lined up at the 3 hour 15 minute pacer behind the crazy banana suite group. something about running makes people wear some silly things. and then we were off. it was a beautiful day, perfect weather and the sun was just coming up as we crossed the start line. meg and i stayed together and high fived each mile marker post. we were running really well and ended up spending a good chunk of the race pacing with the 2 hour 50 minutes.
around mile 7 we briefly stopped for a potty break. that stop did not do me any good. trying to either catch back up to our pace group and pushing it at one point or stopping dropped my adrenaline that the pain i was inflicting on my body had started to set in. my runners knee was acting up which had me then over compensating on the left side and probably ended up tweaking my left hip and left hamstring. as much as i was moving forward i could feel my body cussing me out asking me WHAT?!?! the hell was i think i was doing.
meg and i settled in running with the 3 hour pace group and our pace leader was awesome. she knew the trail and knew when to walk a little longer because of the hill. we stuck together through mile 9 and i started to fall behind. meg looked back at me and i told her to run her race...i would see her at the end. and with that she was off.
now it was just me and with hopes of very few other pacers groups passing me by. i did fairly good making it to mile 12 before the second 3 hour pacer passed me and was gone. the 3 hour 5 minute lead soon after mile 12 marker past me and i was hurting. on top of my knee and hip hurting i swore i had a piece of glass between my toes and just wanted to cry. but i kept moving and knew i was going to finish.
once i turned the corner for the final mile the crowd of bystanders and finishers was getting bigger. i started to question if nick made it down or not. and honestly was getting a little emotional as i passed mile 13 that i was going to accomplish finishing a half marathon something i honestly never thought i'd ever do. i was walking when i did finally see nick. we locked eyes and he motioned for me to get going...and though i didn't want to run more step...i did and crossed the finish line running. my official time was 3 hours and 2 minutes and 47 seconds. not fast by any means but i finished.
thank meg for cheering me own and being a great race buddy. thanks renea for being a great cheerleader. thanks to my friend heidi for the text and words of encouragement...why were you up so early? thank you to nicky for making it down and for driving my sorry tired ass home. it was great to see all the comments and likes on social media, too. yes this was a crazy idea. and a crazy idea that maybe might do again...will see.