groundhog 10K.

Ummm, yes, I'm finally JUST NOW posting about that Groundhog 10K race. I suck, but meh.

So really that race was a big fat excuse to spend a weekend with my girlfriends in Kansas City. The race itself was pretty fun and different, and yes, it is totally underground so it wasn't freezing, which was fantastic. But that wasn't the highlight of the weekend by any means, that would be the before and after the race! There was a nice little Kansas blahggie meeting (but bummer Anna didn't find us, hopefully next time we will make sure she finds us) with myself, The Chicken, The Worm, The Sri Lankan and The Lawyer. The Chicken, of course, put us all to shame with his ridiculous speed, and the Sri Lankan got some 10K redemption, The Worm had a good 5K and The Lawyer was in the same boat as me, missing her PR by a teensy bit. I think it was a good race for all of us. Plus we had The Sri Lankan's husband, the Sherpa, to watch over all of our stuff, and guide us, we seriously had it made that morning!

As for the race itself, I wasn't planning on running it well, if you remember I claimed I wouldn't have a good showing. That said, hypothetically I shouldn't complain that I missed my PR by two seconds...even though inside I might, just maybe, had been fuming about it for a day or two. Hard to tell. But what can you do? I felt good the whole race, and am beating myself up that if I had done a few things differently (like peed before the race...yeah that's a lot of information, but it's true), or not stopped for a drink, I could have gotten a PR. But I'm over it, and the weekend of fun MORE than made up for missing that little PR, seriously, meh, 10Ks aren't my thing... I don't think anyway.

The good stuff, the events surrounding the race, so for that, I give you photos. Because it cannot be summed up in simple words! Even though the pictures can't do it justice, I swear my abs were sore for days from laughing so hard over the course of 24 hours with these girls (and the sherpa and running chicken). It was ridiculous really. Whoever decided the four of us should be allowed to be together for extended periods of time had NO idea what they were asking for. We choose to believe it was fate. So enjoy:

*some afternoon delight, in the way of sushi and sake at stix at legends, after which we went to the nike outlet so we could all properly match, and then to a movie where i'm sure we annoyed the heck out of everyone else in that theatre, it was a good afternoon*

*the worm and i are VERY mature, and found these mini grocery carts filled with sweet potato fries not only delicious, but quite fun, it doesn't take a lot to entertain us, clearly. this was pre-race dinner at blanc burgers and oh dear if that wasn't hands down the best burger i've ever had!*

*again, our maturity at work, we were thinking about it and decided our 8th grade humor IS in fact a good time*

*and of course our post-race matchy selves doing jazz hands, no race is complete without them, OORRR the chicken pooh-poohing jazz hands...boo chicken, boo*

*the matchy, match quadrouple with the sherpa, i was chilly, the sherpa was warm! plus i love that he was representing our alma mater with his warm hat, shocker!*


*the lawyer is sad that ashley and i heart each other, or because ashley took my leftovers...

or both. either way, it's a fine, fine photo... oh and this was post-race in the power and light district of KC with some yummy food and beer, natch.*

*awww look, an actual NICE picture of the quadrouple to end it on*