I’ll do a race recap in a little bit, but wanted to talk about the weekend as a whole. My aunt and cousin flew in from Texas, and my other aunt, cousin and nephew got together to drive down to San Diego. They were all originally supposed to be running the race with me, but they all bailed on me in early November! At Christmas, they decided to still come, but to make it a girls roadtrip (+baby boy).
The drive down I-5 is long. Long and boring. And smells like cow poop in some parts (if you’ve driven it more than once, you know where, and you are always ready to roll up your windows and turn on the air circulation in your car to keep the smell at bay). The baby did extremely well on the long car ride and only screamed for about 45-50 minutes in LA/Orange county since his normal sleep was interrupted and he couldn’t go back to sleep in the carseat. He finally pooped himself out again and fell back asleep right around San Clemente.
We stayed in Coronado, and it was an excellent choice! Beaches were right behind the hotel, there was plenty of restaurants and plenty of things to see. I was so glad to be back in my old stomping grounds, and it felt really good to be a tour guide! I picked up a rental car (since I had a few extra errands to run that weekend) and headed straight to my favorite sports massage miracle worker, Anthony. If you live in San Diego and are looking for someone to work out the crazy stuff your body is putting you through – SEE HIM NOW.
After my massage/torture session I raced down to the Harbor to the expo, before meeting my family for food (something we all love and we all get hangry very easily). Parking can be a bit nuts in that area, especially on beautiful days. It took me awhile to find parking, and thankfully I had change in my purse for meters! It was sunny and warm and the tourists were out in full force. The expo was small but awesome. We got cute shirts and goodie bags, and there was loads of stuff to buy. I was good and didn’t buy a race shirt because I wasn’t sure at that point how my legs (now sore and bruised) or my poor foot were going to handle the race. I didn’t want to buy a finishers shirts and have a permanent reminder of my first DNF. I skipped the gear (sadly, since they had some cute stuff!), filled up my water bottle, popped in a Cherry Limeade Nuun tab and headed back to my car, but not before snapping a couple pictures.
The next day was race day (that’ll be saved for the next blog post), and after the race and breakfast, we went to the hotel so that I could shower (no naps happened sadly), and everyone could get ready. We went up to the rooftop terrace and snapped a few pictures with Point Loma and the Pacific Ocean in the background before heading out, since it was so beautiful.
After that we headed to La Jolla to walk around the Prospect Place area (is it me or have most of the shops shut down?), and then walk down to the water (by this time, legs were SORE and right knee was a bit stiff so I was doing a semi penguin, semi-one-legged pirate walk).
After that we wanted to try for OB Noodle House one more time and headed that way through the scenic drive through Bird Rock. We go to OB and the line was out the door! We dropped my cousin off and then went to find parking. We fond parking pretty quickly and she called to tell us it was going to be an hour and 45 minute wait. Nope. So we decided to get it to go, went and stood line for about 15 minutes, placed our order, but still had to wait about an hour to get our food to go. The baby was not pleased (neither were our hangry selves). We took the feast (literally, we ordered SO much food) back to our hotel, attempted to have a drink on the rooftop terrace to toast our weekend (it was cold and all of the seats were wet), and then chowed down. So good!
The next day was pretty stinking beautiful, so we headed down to the beach to take a few pictures before we packed up the car (they were leaving that afternoon to drive home while I stayed one more day and then flew back myself).
Best way to end a roadtrip runcation weekend!