The Puff had elaborate ideas of how she wanted her hair, but her mom can't use a curling iron to save her life, so Michelle came to our rescue.
Heading to the dance (I wasn't helicoptering, every kid had to be accompanied by a parent!) it was like the everyday carpool to school scene, except more sparkly.
At the dance, the Puff dropped it low and hit the quan.
After the dance I drove the Puff to BD's house to spend the night (Hey, BD, it's not called babysitting when it's your own kid!) because I had an early morning date at DODGER STADIUM. WOOT!! LA Marathon 5K!It was a beautiful day for a race and my only goal for today was to not come in last. I'm not being facetious, I really do worry about being last. I was at a race once where I saw that last runner coming in with the police and road crew on her tail picking up each cone as she shuffled past them. My worst nightmare.
There were a few major hills around the stadium which I ended up walking, but other than those hills, everything went as well as it possibly could.
My results for the first 5K of this year, 12:52/mi. I think I have set the bar sufficiently low so that I will be exceptionally pleased at my next 5K. It can only get better, right? Right?
At the finish chutes, I didn't pick up a single thing. There were free Big 5 baseball caps and other landfill trash being given away in swag bags, but I declined. Val and I split a banana.
The medals were pretty cool for a 5K.
Afterwards, we hit up The Original Pantry Cafe in DTLA. We had to, because it's a downtown landmark and it's a landmark because there's not many places around here that are any older. The entire city of LA seemed to have had the same idea and we waited for a table forever before finally heading to the counter.Sourdough french toast, eggs & bacon. Totally hit the spot! (Hmm, why can't I lose weight?)
But it was too much food and I'd left my tin container in the car. I ended up with a styrofoam container for my leftovers. Ugh! I can put the styrofoam in my city's recycle bin, but I know that styrofoam can't truly be recycled. If I'm lucky, it's actually downcycled or worst case scenario, it'll be landfill waste. A better solution would have been to ask for a sheet of aluminum foil. Next time.
Sitting at the counter ended up being the best decision because right outside the window we saw the Olympic Marathon Trials running back and forth about a half a block away!! I nearly leapt out of my seat!!
We paid our tab and headed down the street to the 6 mile loop turnaround on Figueroa St. I climbed on top of a giant planter, and got a great view of the runners.
The MEN. Go MEB GO!!!!
The WOMEN! My Girl DES is in the black on the bottom left:
This was hands down the best part of our morning. We were surrounded by this frenzy of excitement from crazy every day runners watching America's best runners! I'm so glad we were lucky enough to be there.
SO EXCITED ABOUT DES LINDEN!!! There's always so much attention on Kara and Shalene (I'm talking to you, Runner's World magazine!), Des seems to get overlooked. Even during the last few miles of the race, the commentators were still speculating that 4th place Kara could catch 3rd place Des. Nobody thought Des would kick and catch Shalene?? And then when she did it, I was cheering my heart out!
Walking back to the car, it was so hot, we stopped for a Mexican paleta. They were wrapped in plastic, which will end up being landfill waste, no chance of recycling that. At least the popsicle stick is compostable.
After napping in the afternoon, getting household chores done and catching up on Top Chef, I felt like a whole new person!
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!! And if you've been waiting, like me, to see what's going to happen to Glen and Maggie and everybody else, HAPPY RETURN OF THE WALKING DEAD!!