Friday morning I went into Vancouver with a few of my running friends. We had to pick up our race packages and figured while we were down there we would do a little, easy run on the Stanley Park Seawall. It was an absoluely gorgeous day and I REALLY enjoyed myself. Afterwards we went to a nice little Sushi place .. YUM!
I had been having some pretty big fears about getting an upset stomach again during a race. So all day Saturday I was pretty obsessed about what I ate. I ate pretty clean and included a banana and basically plain pasta (which I like) for dinner - which was eaten early.
When I woke up at 6AM on Sunday my tummy felt off, but an hour later everything was fine. I didn't eat breakfast, as planned. I wasn't hungry at all and I didn't want to risk anything. We left home around 7:20. We had planned to take the Sky Train downtown (as is suggested) but my husband missed the turn-off and traffic was flowing so nicely that we just kept going. It turned out to be a good choice. We got there way faster than we would have on transit and even managed to find free parking - a small miracle in itself downtown Vancouver.
Though the parking we did find was about 2Km or so away from the start. We jogged very slowly over to the start, with a short bathroom stop at a Starbucks (WAY better than the huge line-ups for the porta-potties at the start area).
We still had plenty of time and walked through the crowds to find our starting corral. When we got there we found a couple of people from the walkers division had pushed their way in. This really bothers me. I heard them talking and they were planning to walk the whole thing anyway. So why would you jump the line and get in other peoples way??? I found out today that at least one of these people didn't even finish the race.
This was from us to the starting line. There was probably 10 times this many people behind us.
Towards the start
I had a smile on my face ALL day!