Rock the Parkway 10k: Pre Race

Tomorrow is the big “Rock the Parkway” 10k with Laurie and Hubs (he’s doing the half marathon).  The weather does not appear to be on our side.  It’s suppose to thunderstorm and be an all around dreary day.  Normally, I would him/haw about how running in the rain is dangerous and it’s likely to get cancelled and we should probably just stay home.  But, not this race.  Laurie is running with me!  Laurie is a little nervous about the distance and possibility of fun…Yes, it’s going to be raining. Yes, it’s gonna be chilly.  Yes, it’s possible that we might be hit by a bolt of lightning.  But, I’m still pumped.  Why you ask? (If you are one of DaShaun’s friends or you read this blog for the deep thoughts and witty prose, you might be disappointed in my next statement.  I promise to not make the upcoming announcement a regular theme on jillianranee.com---except before race posts.)   What is this big announcement you wonder?  I got a new outfit!  A running outfit! Seriously, I couldn’t be expected to run in a thunderstorm without the proper rain attire, could I?  When I ran that idea by Hubs; he totally agreed and we headed to Dick’s.  Hubs left me alone to shop....I found a new technical shirt AND some new Nike capri pants to go with my new thunderstorm repellant jacket.  So, with Laurie and the new outfit…I’m super excited about our race.  Hubs was excited about my excitement:      

Me:  I got a new outfit!

Hubs:  Yay!  You are going to look all kinds of awesome!

Me:  Maaaaybe I should get a new outfit for every race….that would definitely get my excitement up about racing!   

Hubs:  Done.

Me:  Considering our current race schedule—you are going to buying me a lot of new outfits! 

Hubs:  I can’t wait!

Usually, I share our conversations because of their ridiculous nature…not today.  Tonight, I’m documenting this conversation verbal contract because it’s the closest thing to a legal binding agreement I can come up with and I want to ensure Hubs doesn't forget--have you seen our racing schedule?   I’m gonna have the sickest running wardrobe in the world!