The Annual Elmhurst Dan Gibbons Turkey Trot!
I left work early on Wednesday to beat the traffic, and pack for the holiday. Before we left for my cousins, i made Buffalo Chicken dip:
Then Matt and i packed up the car and headed to my cousins house in the suburbs. I proceeded to drink an entire bottle of wine, and go to bed around 2:30am. Then we all woke up for the annual turkey trot! This year only Matt, myself, my cousin and his wife ran. There was a brand new course this year, because we had 8,000 runners. 8,000 runners for an untimed turkey trot! THATS INSANE!
and i faked this smile despite running with a wine hangover:
The one downside about the new course is that i did not see bloody marys. It could be that i missed them, who knows. Apparently their was a mimosa station, but i missed that too. To be safe, next year i am going to wear a race belt with flasks filled with my own personal bloody mary, and mimosa.
The one thing i hate about racing in the cold, is that when you finish, you have to stand around in the freezing cold, trying to find everyone. Of course they had a heated tent where my group was waiting for me, but i was much to stupid to find that giant yellow tent that was visible from space. To keep warm until we met up with my cousins, Matt and i had to dance.
|And dance we did.|