Remember when I said that there were two exceptions to my non-drinking rule for the month of January? Yeah. So, one of those nights was Friday.
I seriously love Austin. It’s a town I would consider moving to. Plus, Texans are just so proud of where they live. That’s so cool. You never hear people say, “you know what’s awesome? Florida!”
Anyway, Friday afternoon I flew out to visit cutie pie Melissa. She picked me up from the airport and we went back to her place to chill for a little bit and collect her man, Brad, so we could grab some dinner. We went to The Park where I forgot to take pictures, but the food was amazing so you’ll just have to take my word for it. If you go there, get the green chili mac and the fried pickles. I don’t even like fried pickles all that well, but they were so good that I ate them all off Melissa and Brad’s plates. I knew Brad for about an hour at that point, so I’m sure he appreciated me putting my grubby fingers all over his food without asking.
After dinner, we headed to Lustre Pearl for drinks. Lustre Pearl sells moonshine, so of course we had to get a Lustre Lemonade (strawberry-infused moonshine) to go with our shots of Fireball.
Moonshine tastes like vodka. Or maybe the lemonade disguised the flavor? I don’t know. Just know, it was delicious.
After Lustre Pearl, we ended up going to four or five other places that night. It was fun. I’m not even going to talk about how many drinks I had, but whatever number is in your head right now, it’s probably more. It was one of those nights where you look back on the pictures the next morning and think you may have had too much fun.
So yeah, all that happened.
Saturday morning, we hit up the expo for our race packets. This is about the weirdest (and most useful) swag bag I’ve ever seen.
The swag was basically all stuff you would normally buy and had nothing to do with running. The race is sponsored by 3M, a company who manufactures all those products, so it’s nice to get something I will actually use instead of a mini-bottle of eye drops and a granola bar I’ll never eat.
After the expo, we headed over to Hopdoddy for lunch.
I continued my terrible eating from the night before with one of the top three best burgers I’ve had in my life. Plus, a ton of fries. No fry was left behind.
Then I washed that down with a red velvet whoopie pie.
Saturday night, Melissa made dinner for a small running blogger get together. I made a short-lived effort to be healthy by eating a black bean burger (minus the bun) and a small salad, but then I topped it with a ton of sweet potato fries and (literally) 13 Christmas cookies. I mean, I know 13 cookies is wrong. I do. But it’s like they were daring me.
Let’s not focus on that and instead focus on these awesome bloggers I got to meet.
From the left, that’s Melissa, Moi, Courtney, and Chelsea. And I totally stole that picture from Chelsea. Also, Courtney’s husband Lucas was there too. He managed to evade the camera but it should be noted that he ran the half in 1:15! Crazy.
Anyway, what I’m saying here is, I did everything wrong for this race. Everything. But somehow it ended up being the best half I’ve ever run. I’m still a little surprised.
I’ll tell ya about it tomorrow.