Let me preface this with saying that Vane and I decided to hang out with BriCar (two girls from TFK, Vane came up with the name for them). We decided it would be fun to have a sloppy brunch which was the plan since Vane and I had already ran our 8 miles earlier that morning. I mean we were on a roll I even remembered Evan's fish Nemo (the fat fish) and Fuego (skinny mini) so I was all good. Brunch was awesome! We tried a new place on the Upper West Side. I stuck to Bloody Mary's because the last time I went to brunch with these ladies I didn't make it passed 4 p.m.
Before we left we also each had a nice cold Fosters Beer (YUMS IN THE TUMS)
we arrived at our brunch location promptly at noon and didn't leave until 4pm. Already a problem. Then, of course, our lovely Vane has a brilliant idea to drink Prosecco in the park, I admit that I don't help the situation because I ended up buying another bottle. Before heading to the park we stopped off at Levain Bakery. I had a dark chocolate with peanut butter cookie (probably best I have ever had in my LIFE).
Why peanut butter, you might ask? Simple, I needed the protein for my run....inside running joke.
We also stopped off at Starbucks to get these cool cups. They are so slick no one will ever know that we are drinking in public....hee hee hee.
While boozing it up in the park the day is filled with laughs, the crow pose, cartwheels and handstands, buying two mojitos in the park and of course throwing around a Frisbee. Could you ask for a better day?!
As we all left, BriCar were on their way to dinner with another friend and they invited Vane and I but somehow we both knew that if we went it would not be a good night. So we parted ways and Vane and I went to our favorite Mexican restaurant in the hood. Clearly we drank more beers because that's what you do when you start at noon---did I mention that at this point it is 8 p.m. Needless to say we never ended up meeting BriCar that night. We both were sleeping by 9:30 I remember it clearly because I told Vane I was going to head home at 10:00 I woke up from her cocoon at midnight. (To be clear I fell asleep before 9:30 and woke up at midnight)
The next morning my alarm went off just in time for the four mile race. At first I could not move (thinking to myself...I AM WAY TOO OLD FOR THIS). Vane bbm'd and told me we had to do the race. We ended up meeting at the park and ohhh this four mile run was probably one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.
The highlights of the run (and by highlights I clearly I mean the low points):
-We ran an 11 minute mile! 43:29 was our finish time
-We walked twice!! Do you remember I did not allow myself to walk in Paris...WTF?
-We stopped for water at all three of the water stops
-I almost tossed my cookies at mile three...so disappointing.
-A man the age of 76 beat us with a time of 38:22
I most certainly need to call Mary Wittenberg and have her revoke not only my marathon bib but also my running card. This run was not my best run...but Vane and I learned a couple of things:
1. We are too old for this.
2. If we are going to play hard we need work harder. Although we did 11 minute miles we still did the run which at the end of the day was the important thing.
The rest of the day consisted of me laying in my bed then moving over to Vane's as she made lunch then we assumed position in her cocoon.
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