Back to the run. Amy and I got up really early so that we can get downtown with enough time to park and find our group at the Sabine Bridge. I'm so glad Amy and I parked farther away (due out of laziness to even search for a parking spot), because there were lots of people. At this point, I didn't realize how many people. The lines to pay for parking were long, but it wasn't until we got in to the main Sam Houston Park area that I realized how many people were here. This is great for the run, but horrible when trying to get to a pre-determined location...or even the start line.
We went searching for the Sabine Bridge. It was surprisingly cold that morning, with a little breeze making it worse. I only had on shorts and a t-shirt and was badly looking for a long-sleeved shirt. Amy mentioned that it would get warmer once we started the race, but boy, was it chilly. I'm glad we didn't wear tank tops like normal.
|Amy said they were going to have pink port-o-potties, but I didn't believe her.|
|This is heading to the main start area; it took about 15 minutes to get through.|
|Waiting on the Sabine Bridge with our cool pink shirts, although, I think they could have had a catchy breast cancer slogan.|
|Our standard before shot, which I didn't realize that we would have ample opportunities to take more. We thought we were late.|
|Where we were told to go...BIG MISTAKE!|
|Memorial Hermann's inflatable breast.|
|At this point, we were still good.|
|And then it starts...this is towards the back where it was still so so.|
|Countdown was announced and the wall of people just increased.|
|Now, we aren't even moving, but the start is up ahead.|
|Look at us so angry, so UGH! We are never going to run.|
|After standing there for a minute or 2, we accepted our fates and just had fun.|
|Trying to take a good shot that showed us not fat, no sun, and Amy's head out of the way of my head. But we forgot something.|