Well, today is the 12th. And around here, that only means one thing…12athon. Unfortunately, Nathan had a rehearsal tonight, so he and I weren’t able to plan to run the challenge together again. Trooper that he is, he got up at 4 AM and completed a few challenges to go with his 12 miler. His recap is here.
I worked all day and then met up with the WooHoo Crew for my 12 miler. We got to to Off’n Running at about 5:30. Melanie W. was kind enough to spend part of her spring break shopping for rabbit gear. So, we had ears, tails, and drew on whiskers and noses. She also managed to hunt down some baby bunnies that we strapped on with our belts to complete the Mommy-to-be challenge. I was the bartender. For cocktail number 1, we had gin with fruit punch G2, and cocktail number 2 was cachaca with coconut water. Just an FYI…cachaca is a brilliant Brazilian sugar cane liqueur that (I think) falls under the category of rum.
We set out with WooHoo teammates, Ralph and Jordan, to do one 6 mile loop before we returned to the shop for a little pit stop.
Running down Lawndale in that kind of gear is definitely interesting. There were a lot of horns honked and we kind of egged folks on by waving at the passing cars. The faces on folks’ faces were kind of priceless. When we stopped at mile 1 to start making our video, the guys seemed like they were over it, so we encouraged them to move on and we continued as a threesome.
Right after we hit the two mile mark, we met up with Sole Sisters (and fellow bunnies), Christie, Christine, and Amy. These women are awesome! They aren’t participating in the 12athon, but they loved the idea of dressing up as pregnant bunnies for a run! We ran together for a bit, before they turned back to try to catch us again after our pit stop at the shop.
We stopped at the shop for a few minutes and found it completely packed. Unfortunately, that meant that Daniel couldn’t join us for our 2nd loop. At any rate, we needed to move on, so we took off for our 2nd loop.
The 2nd loop was no piece of cake for me. Fortunately, the cooler weather kept my asthma at bay, but my hip wasn’t a big fan of the Lawndale hills. Still, I pushed through and kept a decent (for me) pace until the last mile.
By the last mile, our cocktails and dehydration were taking a toll on Mel W. and I, so we decided to walk it back. We were a little short as we approached the shop, so we took a stroll down Trull and back to finish out at an even 12.
Those dollar tacos were well-deserved!