We rolled up to Amanda's split-level condo which she shares with a 6-year-old girl and her crazy, alcoholic mother around 10pm, far too late to make any kind of snack besides chips and salsa. And V8 Fusion juice. Which we killed a gallon of very, very fast.
The next morning, Amanda, her sister and I completed the Smuttynose Palooza 5K. Danny, being the wonderful piece of man that he is, came along to be our designated bag holder and photographer. Here we are, enjoying our orange outfits and my post-race Smuttynose with big, happy smiles.
 |
| Nothing like a beer at 10am to start your day off right. |
 |
| Danny's excellent photography skills as I cross the finish line |
 |
| Me, being the meat in a St. Martin Sandwich. |
 |
| The Coup de Gracy of all photographs. I'm so happy this moment was captured for these two wonderful women! |
I have officially termed this race as the first day of training for my second half-marathon, which will take place on September 7th in Manchester, Vermont. Amanda, the one with her arms up in the triumphant stance, will be my support team, but this time I'm sure she will have Danny's company as I destroy my body again.
I was going to post about the incredible creme brulee Danny made Amanda and I the next day after discovering Amanda's weakness for caramel, but I am exhausted from spending my day on the road for work and want to fully focus on watching Hoarders. So, another post for another day. Not that anyone reads this anyway. Right?
(Psssst! Prove me wrong, people! Comment! Comment! Comment!)
-Peace, Blessings and Butter-
Brooke and Danny
No comments:
Post a Comment