Girls Gone Wild

Let me just say that this title is probably slightly misleading.

Ok, not slightly.

Completely.

I know some Mom’s who plan “Girl’s Weekend” that involve Vegas or such.

Let me interject that I hate the term Girls Weekend as I am not a girl anymore, but a woman.   I realize that Woman’s weekend doesn’t sound right, but come on.   Can’t we come up with a better term?   What would you call it?

As often, I digress.   Back to the topic at hand.

Girls Weekend.

I’ll be honest.   I’m a bit of a homebody.   Don’t feel sad that I don’t get out much.   I like it that way.   That being said, I haven’t been away from my family with friends since I think forever.    This was my weekend.   This was my kick up my heels.   I did it alright too.  I did it in style.

First there was the picking up of my wing man or wing  lady in this case.   (Yes, you Dawn).    We also had an extra passenger.   A friend of Dawn’s who was going the same way.   So as with most things.   The more the merrier!    Once we were loaded up.   Off we went to the city of Brotherly Love for our adventure.   We follow the Garmin which takes us the scenic tour, but we still get there with time to spare.

Check into the hotel and off we go for some fun!

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First stop……

The Expo!

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Where you expecting something else?

We did a few loops.  Made a few purchases and met by chance the rest of the MRTT Mama’s who were kicking up their heals in the same fashion.    We parted ways with these Mama’s at the expo as they were going out to eat and we were planning to just grab something quick and eat at the hotel.   The only snag here is when the city is booked to capacity picking up a quick dinner still turns into an hour wait.   So while waiting we hit 7-elleven for some evening snacks.   Probably not best to do while hungry.

Case in point and these are only mine.

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I will say by the time we got back to the hotel to eat, I was beyond hungry!   So hungry that when we met up with the other Mama’s in the lobby that I actually said, “I hate to be rude, but I’ve got to eat”  and then proceeded to shove the food in as fast as I could.   Carb loading at best.   Big portion of pasta with some protien of chicken parm.  Yum!

Then the party continued back in the room.   This is where we got wild.   Going through our clothes putting are final wardrobe into place.

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Decisions, Decisions, Decisions!

Then off for as much sleep as can be had the night before your fist marathon.

I know.

CRAZY!

The next morning, I even woke up before my alarm at 4:45 AM.

That really is crazy!

Dress to be out in the cold for a while.

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I am what appears to be the homeless person in the middle, but I will say that I was warm.   Especially since I was in a later corral.   The tip here is BEFORE donating old coats, sweatshirts, and such, think will this make a good throw away coat at a race.   If so, put that in a separate pile.   No one wants to start a race off cold and if you are not that vain and have a good sense of humor,  you won’t mind looking like a homeless person.

Especially if by noon you can proudly say

“I just ran a Marathon today!”

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