Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Wedding Transportation FAIL

*Disclaimer* Yes I am posting about these wedding fails, but that does not mean it was a horrible day. In fact, it was a beautiful, magical day, and what I remember most was the love we felt from everyone the whole time. What a great feeling to be able to experience! 

The fail stories are still entertaining, which is why I am sharing them.

You know how when terrible things happen on important days you just tell yourself you'll laugh about it later? Well, here is a whole group of those kinds of things!

Two of my three brothers live on the East Coast, and they didn't get into town until two nights before the wedding. It's kind of amazing they made it at all. 

First, #1's flight was changed without him being notified. He found out when he tried to check in for his flight. They changed it so much that his first flight would be arriving in Denver 15 minutes after his connecting flight would have departed. Needless to say, he missed his connecting flight. Luckily, he was able to catch a plane later that night and got in around midnight.

#2 was able to make all of his flights. His luggage, however, was not. He had packed his only suit in his suitcase. Which was lost. It turned up the day after the wedding.

#3's pants ripped on the way to the church.

My parent's car broke down in the parking lot just as my dad and brothers arrived at the church.

But here is the kicker... the ladies almost didn't make it to the church at all.

My mom hired a limo to take us from my house to the church in Clarksburg. It's not a complicated drive. Get on highway 50, get on I-5, exit and you're basically there. We were sitting in the limo, enjoying the ride when I start to think, "Hmm. We should be there by now. Where are we?" I look out the window and notice that we are in DAVIS! That is not on highway 50 OR I-5! And instead of turning around immediately, the limo driver said, "Well I'm just following the directions on my GPS. It shows that we're on track." After some convincing, the limo driver pulled off the road, re-checked his GPS and realized, duh, we were 20 minutes in the wrong direction. An hour later, we finally got to the church in time to jerryrig my dress (click here for that story) and take some awful photos (click here for that story).

Monday, February 4, 2013

Cori on the Run

At some point in my life, I decided to be one of those people who likes to challenge themselves.

This is how I ended up in calculus.

You think I would have learned my lesson. You would be wrong.

It's also the reason why I'm training for my first marathon (thanks a lot 15 year old self for setting that goal, and 27 year old self for deciding it's time to do something about it).

And finally, it's the reason why I decided to try to run a half marathon in under 2 hours after 1 month of training. If I was still in high school, it wouldn't be a problem, but I'm 10 years and 20 pounds past that.

I started training for the marathon/half marathon on January 1. I followed the program without missing a run and even added in yoga twice a week. I noticed my pace was slowly increasing, and realized sub 2 hours might be possible. Difficult, but possible.

The first several miles felt great. I was about 300 yards behind the 1:55 pace group until mile 7. I was tired, but on track to come in under 2 hours.

And then at mile 10 I hit the wall.

Stupid wall.

Everything hurt. I was so tired. I found myself thinking, "Why on earth did I sign up to run twice this far?"

And I slowed wayyyy down.

And then the 2:00 pace group passed me.

Sad face.

I managed to pull it together for the last few miles and was so happy when at mile 13 some spectators said, "It's just around the corner! You can do it!"

My goal was still in sight! I lengthened my stride (no energy to sprint) and watched as the race clock ticked over to 2:00.

I finished my race in 2:00:19.

Talk about disappointing.

But on the bright side, I set personal records for fastest 5k, 10k, and half marathon. I also ran faster for farther than I have in several years.

And I am very proud of those accomplishments.

Mile 1: 8:48
Mile 2: 8:45
Mile 3: 8:37
Mile 4: 8:31
Mile 5: 8:49
Mile 6: 8:51
Mile 7: 9:01
Mile 8: 9:04
Mile 9: 9:11
Mile 10: 9:31
Mile 11: 9:44 
Mile 12: 9:21
Mile 13: 9:20