I give out the full size candy bars at Halloween
Don't you remember when you were little and there was always that house that gave out the big bars? You and your friends would scheme how to go there more than once. You would, in hushed voices, tell all of your friends which house it was. You assumed the people giving out the full sized bars were really rich. You thought about them as it got closer and closer to Halloween wondering if they would do it again. When you sat to trade candy after trick or treating you would put the full sized bar off to the side. That was off limits and there were no amount of fun-sized bars that someone could trade you for your big full sized bar.
Last year I wanted to be the full size house. I had a coupon from Costco for the bars, so it didn't seem quite so indulgent. I was extremely satisfied to hear from my kids that while trick or treating they overheard kids making reference to our house. The house of the FSBs.
So in this particular day and age when I can't run and I need something to feel good about, I'm going with the full size bars. No, we are not rich. No we are not even that generous. Yes, I want to be liked by anonymous dressed up children. 'Nuf said. What candy do you give out at your house. Don't try to copy me.
Remember when I told you how hot it was at my half marathon a couple weeks ago? The one where I jacked up my foot? Well it was in the mid-80s while we were running. The aid stations ran out of water. There was not enough medical staff to take care of all the dehydrated runners. In fact, they ran out of water at the end of the race too. Lots of people complained especially because this particular race was very expensive ($80 for the half) and boasted about having hundreds of sponsors and amazing support along the way. Well, we all get an email today from the race director, explaining why the race started at 9:00 a.m, thereby making it that much hotter than if they started earlier (seriously, have you ever been to a race that started at 9:00 a.m.?). Because if it started earlier, he said, it would be hard to park in the dark (assuming you were going to get there at 5:00 a.m.). Lame, lame, lame. No word about not enough water and support.
On the bright side, they did enclose a picture of the runners and the course so I am going to use it to my advantage and post it here. It really is a beautiful course as you can see. I wish me and my fancy running dress (my running dress and I?) were in this picture. But I was somewhere in the back hobbling along, cussing. Mother f'n foot.
Hey, and check out my latest article on cold weather running.