Running, Running, Oops

That Race last night was so much fun.
I ran my "crown off."

The Race was through a Christmas Lights Show.
It really put me in the Christmas spirit.
And did I mention I ran my "crown off"?

Anyway, it is WAY too early for me to think about Christmas!
I still have some of my Halloween decorations up.
And I never put up a single Christmas thing until after Thanksgiving.
(Though I play Christmas music 12 months a year.
That's a different matter.
I think.)

I had a difficult time running.
I wore a knee support and an ankle support, but it was still tough.
I took it slow and easy and walked some.
And Cindy, I have an official doctor's appointment on Wednesday. My husband predicts the doc will ground me from running. We'll see.

I also have to go to the dentist Monday morning because
I ran my "crown off."
I finished the race with half a crown.
On one of my back teeth, I have a crown.
And by the end of the race, half of it was gone!
How weird is that?
I guess I just swallowed it right down in all the heavy breathing.
I have no idea when it happened.

The Christmas Light Show was beautiful.
I enjoyed crossing a bridge over a lake as the sun was setting.
Ribbons of pink on the clouds.
It was nice to slow down and enjoy just being there.
And best of all, the Marines collected a lot of toys for the Toys For Tots Program.

But no, I didn't wear my elf suit.
I wore bells in my hair and around my wrist.
And Santa socks.
And I had picked up a t-shirt at Target and my daughter and I decorated it.
She had some glow in the dark fabric paint left over from her Halloween party, so we used that.
Here it is. I think you can tell that the circle in the middle came with the shirt. We did the rest.

Notice the Gingerbread Man..."run, run"....

My best goofy pose. (Don't ask me, I don't know. But no gray hair.)

We sang the National Anthem and said a prayer before the race began.
The ACLU was not in attendance.

There was one funny thing.

As we came into the finish line, there was a LONG line of runners backed up.
Strangest set up.
We were required to stand in line, IN ORDER (yeah, right!) and wait.
A line at the Finish Line.

So I'm standing there, still trying to catch my breath and I smell cigarette smoke.
You're kidding me, right?
No. Not kidding.
There stood a runner, not five minutes from finishing a 5k, smoking.
Now, what did he do? Run with a cigarette and a lighter in his sock? Just so he could have it immediately upon finishing the race?

So while I waited in this long line
(whose purpose I have yet to discern)
A little boy came up and handed me a jingle bell.
"I think this is yours. We picked it up for you during the race."
I was the only one with jingle bells on.
And I did indeed jingle with every step.
The constant jingling kinda got on my nerves after a while,
I'm sure it did other runners too.

Sunday is here, Y'all!
Time to -----------
What? What do you have going on today?
I think today I need to take down all my Halloween witches and jack-o-lanterns and black cats.
Yes, I'll put on that Christmas music and UNDECORATE.
And you?