those of you that have known me for the past three years may or may not know about our yearly june tradition
why kill the tradition no?
every year for the past three years deej & i have hot footed over the peconic bay and take a waltz around shelter island in the annual 10k run/ 5k walk
year four (this year)
our walking posse expanded!
clearly we do not do the run
i’m not even sure if we do the walk…
they should actually think about renaming this specifically for us goleaners
to be the shelter island annual 5k stroll
we all prepped for the walk in different ways
deej told siri to call me a bitch
jenna carbed & caffeinated up with a 62oz-er of coffee
and i fueled properly for the race with oat pancakes, big egg white & avocado bowls & extra large unsweetened iced teas
obviously i was the most prepared.
powernapped, fitmixer-ed up…we were ready to go
what’s the trend here? that jenna is always ready for the camera.
we took the 5 minute ferry ride from greenport harbor to shelter island harbor. then from there as the tradition follows we pile onto the yellow limo & head up VIP style to check in at registration
riding in style. obviously we choose the limo on the right
deej updating her facebook status. “checked in” the chic yellow limo du jour!”
we on the other hand played miss mary mack on the back of the bus seats. how mature of us.
we timed it perfectly this year.
in the past we’ve had to sit around for hours waiting and waiting and waiting for the race to start
they brand the walkers in yellow. it means ‘SLOW DOWN FOR THE RUNNERS!’
this time we got there, registered, waited on the 100 person porter potty line, the 10k-ers lined up, the professional racers started (and probably finished) and then the lined up the 5k walkers about 15 minutes later to hear our horn blow
and we were off!
immediately i turned on my fitradio app and got the party started
the race is super fun. it does feel kind of long. but we make it find by requesting brewskies from the sideline cheerers, dancing to fitradio & scoping out the hottie police officers
the end of the race is the worst part because it’s when the walkers & the runners meet.
there we are with our barely misty glow as we meet up with the final mile of the runners who look like they want to puke
deej & our neighbor were speed demons there year and managed to finish about 5 minutes ahead of us
they snapped pics as we gloriously crossed the finish line & retrieved our medals
when the race was complete we curbbed it, waited for the yellow limo and made our way back to our island
the glorious sunset ride on the ferry ride back
next year we’re definitely doing the run.
5 years the charm no?
love to love you <3
cawfee tawk! do you have any yearly traditions like this that you look forward to each year?