Posts Tagged ‘concerts’

2011 Fargo, ND Half Marathon

Date: May 21, 2011

Time: 2:17:30

This was a great race. Denise and friends joined me in North Dakota and we made it into a fun weekend. This race came with a few travel challenges, though. Here’s the race report I wrote…

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In my quest to run a half marathon in all 50 states, I crossed off North Dakota this weekend by running the Fargo Half Marathon. (And, since a portion of the course goes over the Red River and back, I’m considering having it count for Minnesota too). Ha.

And, no, I’m not even close to my goal. So far, I’ve only knocked out UT, WA, OR, AZ, TX, MT, NV, and ND.

Met my long-time friend and partner in crime, Denise, along with a good friend of hers and two of her co-workers in Fargo for the weekend. We enjoyed the race expo on Friday, and two visits to Spitfire Grill. Yum.

We joked about our cheap Motel 6 room–with sandpaper-like towels and no amenities whatsoever. We also discovered that despite the fact that they advertised “wireless internet available,” unfortunately, we were not in the “11 or 12 rooms that have wireless.” Bummer. Anyway, we couldn’t beat the price so we put up with no free shampoo, no hairdryer, no coffee maker, no microwave, and yucky pillows and blankets and made the most of it.

The weather was daunting all through Thursday and Friday with thunderstorms forecast for Saturday morning’s race. Luckily, that threat did not come to fruition and we finished the race before it started raining. Still, 100% humidity made us all a muggy, sticky mess.

The course was, as expected, nice and flat, with great crowd support throughout. Very creative signs, cheering, and live bands all along the way. One guy paid tribute to the doomsday predictions for the day and positioned himself near the finish line, dressed as the grim reaper with a sign proclaiming, “the end is near.” I also enjoyed the sign that said, “Sarah, we thought you were signing up for a 401K!” And, several Fargo citizens seemed happy to use the marathon as a great excuse to host a front-yard party. One in particular included a sign saying, “3rd annual Bloody Marython Party.” And, of course, they were all relaxing in their lawn chairs with their celery-garnished beverages as they watched the runners go by.

I certainly didn’t finish with a PR time, but felt like my 2:17:30 was respectable.

Post race concert was at the Fargo Fairgrounds, complete with dirt flooring, beer garden, and a food court that offered fried cheese curds and foot-long corn dogs. Opening band played everything from Bob Marley to Lady Gaga. Headliner concert was a VERY ENTERTAINING 80s tribute band called, Hairball. They dress in costume and forced all of us who were born in the late 60s/early 70s to relive our childhood and high school/college years. We partied like it was 1999 with Prince, shouted along with Dee Snyder that we wanted to rock, and agreed with Gene Simmons that we wanted to rock and roll all night and party every day. So much fun. It’s been a loooong time since I’ve been to a concert where I knew the words to every single song the band sang. Heck, most of the songs were on my running playlist! Judas Priest, Van Halen, Poison, Queen, Cinderella, AC/DC, Journey, and others kept us rocking all night long as we drank our cans of Coors Light and MGD.

Planned on easily catching a standby flight home this morning and predicted no problems with getting my flight since there were 7 open seats and I was #1 on the list. That is until the Minneapolis Airport decided to lose power all day Saturday and create havoc on all of the other nearby airports. Of course I didn’t check my flight ahead of time and showed up at the Fargo airport at 4:00 a.m. expecting a routine, 6:00 a.m. departure. WRONG. My flight was oversold and no other flights were available out of Fargo no matter how creative I tried to get with my travel plans. Worse part? Even though they didn’t put ME on the flight, they made sure to put my luggage on the flight. So I knew the next time I would see my clothes and toothbrush would be in Salt Lake City.

By stroke of luck, Caree, Denise, Stacy, and Chris still hadn’t left town and some flights out of Billings looked possible. They picked me up from the airport, we hit the road, and cruised past swollen rivers and flooded pastures the whole way. A couple of brief pit stops and lunch at the Glendive Subway kept us on track and we made really good time. As luck would have it (or divine intervention, perhaps), they dropped me off at the Logan International Airport just in time to grab my carry-on, run in with my standby confirmation code, rush through an empty security screening area, and make it to my gate to catch the last flight to SLC for the day–just as they were about to close the gate. Whew. I am so happy to have gotten on, and so lucky to have such great travel companions who got me there just in the nick of time. Bold and skillful driving, Caree!

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2008 San Antonio Rock & Roll Half Marathon

Date: November 16, 2008

Time: 2:20:21

First off, I’m surprised I even broke 2:30 since I had been recovering from pneumonia and only ran ONCE in the previous month.

This was a fun race since I ran it with Denise and also friends of hers. The course was beautiful and took us past the Alamo.

I think this was about the time I realized how much I enjoyed destination races and started thinking seriously about trying to run a race in all fifty states.

The biggest regret of this race? I was too lazy following the race that I didn’t attend the post-race concert featuring The Cult. I love them and I missed seeing them in concert. Darn it.