Whew! What a weekend! I don't even know how time flew by so quickly, but it did! On Friday evening I was having trouble getting excited about leaving the kids. I knew they would be fine. I knew that God was watching over them. I knew my parents would do a great job with our three little monsters, but I was just having the hardest time wanting to go away. I know...crazy...crazy....but I truly love being with my kids. Sure, I enjoy breaks, but I love LOVE LOVE to be at home with my kids in their beds, every night. I just do not enjoy them not being at home at night. Call me crazy Mama! :o)
Saturday morning came and we woke up late and got on the road late. I was able to say good-bye without crying, got breakfast and we headed down the road. We hadn't been on the road for two hours when my Daddy called me. I got a knot in my stomach the size of Texas..... my Mom and kiddos were locked out of the house. It took everything in me not to cry and tell Hubbie to turn the car around THAT instant! All I wanted to do was fix it and make sure my kids were OK. My family wasn't only locked outside of the house, but the van keys were in the house....so they couldn't go anyway. It was almost lunch time and it was warm on Saturday. Anyway, all these thoughts went through my head and I panicked. I called the rental agency to see if they charged a small fee for "lock outs" and they did not. I then decided to call the Sheriffs dispatch office to see if they could help unlock the door knob....maybe with a punch key or credit card. The lady on the phone was the wife of a officer on patrol in our area so she sent him out. He tried his "trick" and it didn't work. The whole time we are still driving further away from my children and locked out parents! Anyway, my Dad eventually found a way into the house. Thank the Lord! for not having to spend $50 on a lock smith! Everyone was fine and the crisis was over!
We got to "packet pick up" for the Marathon, ate lunch and then checked into the hotel. Then we ran out for dinner, drove around to see where we needed to go the next day, made a quick trip to Wally World and went back to the hotel for a early to bed night!
On Sunday Hubbie had to wake up around 4 am to eat something and get ready for the race. I woke up around 5 and drove him to the shuttle pick up. My stomach was in knots dropping him off. He looked so pale and nervous! All his training for 3.5 mos was about to either pay off or he was going to get hurt or not be able to run past 20 miles..... we were both so nervous! All I could do was pray for the Lord to encourage him along the way, give him strength to finish and to give him pride to know that no matter what, he was doing something amazing! I went back to the hotel. It was only 5:30 and breakfast wasn't being served until 7 and of course, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I watched Fox News, blogged and got ready. Around 7, I hear an alarm out in the hallway. It was a fire alarm! My heart was pounding! It was one of those things you see in movies or hear about happening, but I froze! What are you suppose to do?! So I opened the door slowly, looked around, didn't see smoke, but the alarms were flashing and VERY LOUD! I grabbed my purse and found the stairwell. Once I got downstairs, I could see a Bunch of other guests talking about what was going on. I guess it was an "accident", so I ate breakfast and went back upstairs! I finally left the hotel at 9:30 in order to park at shuttle pick up and then have plenty of time to get to the race finish line. Well, when I got to shuttle parking, it was full, so they had a map to another parking location! What a crazy morning! I found the spot, parked and no parking or racing officials were there. Just a long line of spectators waiting! So I stood in line, HOPING I would make Hubbie's finish time! We stood in line for 30 mins, something I had not expected or had been told for us to expect waiting that long! All the racing info was very encouraging about plenty of parking, quick shuttles to and from the race finish line, etc. etc. etc. Well, we finally got on a shuttle and got to the finish line 20 mins AFTER Hubbie was suppose to finish! I was so sick about this! Here my husband just ran his FIRST marathon.... less than 3 years after starting to run at 340 lbs! I did not want to miss this milestone in his life! Once the shuttle dropped us off, you had to HIKE to the finish line! I was busting some butt... so worried that if only I had walked a little faster, I would have seen him! We all get to the finish line and guess what?! The race had started 20 mins late!!! What a blessing! I was in PLENTY of time! I got a spot right in the front row, at the finish line and was able to see him finish!


Lots of tears of joy and happiness! I just can't tell you how many things "worked out" for us on Sunday. First with the shuttles and then, our hotel wasn't the "race" hotel, because we didn't book early enough, so we had found a hotel, very inexpensive, in the race area, that would allow a slightly later check out time, but then, because of poor shuttle management, we weren't going to be able to make our "late" check out. Most check outs are at noon. The Wingate was giving us until 1 to check out, at no charge. Well, once Hubbie finished, we had to stand in line for about a hr to wait on the shuttles to take us back to overflow parking and then we STILL had to drive back to the hotel and get our stuff, so I called, so worried that we would have to pay. Thankfully, the gal said we had until 3 without a charge! Another huge blessing! We made it back to the hotel at 2pm and Hubbie was able to shower and change. Then we were back on the road for lunch and then a 2 hr trip to Mount Pleasant, N.C. for our bed and breakfast night.


Mount Pleasant is a very VERY small town. We stayed in the Franklin Street Bed and Breakfast. Sweet people. Very beautiful, old historic home. We had the place to ourselves since we were the only guests! We checked in and walked to dinner at a "mom and pop" local place that served lots of dinner plates with veggies, homemade burgers, fried chicken and lots of yummies! Hubbie was able to replenish some of the 4,000 calories that he had burned that morning! Then we were treated with cheesecake and blueberries and coffee before going to bed EXTRA early! We were EXHAUSTED!

On Monday, we woke up to coffee and juice awaiting outside our door. We were able to take our time getting ready and then we ate a yummy breakfast! We didn't have to make it or clean it up! What a treat! Then we headed to Charlotte and the big shopping trip at IKEA! When I tell you this place is HUGE.... I mean HUGE! Hubbie and I just gawked in awe at the store front! We laughed at taking this picture, but only he and I knew why. I've been getting catalogs from IKEA for about 2 years and have had things thumbed down, written down or mentally jotted in my head. I was PREPARED for this trip! We enjoyed wandering through the shop, but by the end of the "show room" I was done! HAHA! I guess I'm not that much of a shopper! I wish the showroom was set up with the items near by to pick up. I know IKEA does this on purpose... the longer you're in there, the more you spend, etc. The store is literally a maze! Anyway, we got everything on our list and made a few mental notes for things that could help organize the boys room.... if we have the extra funds, we may go back and purchase. Once we checked out, we headed upstairs to eat lunch. Hubbie has been awaiting their Swedish meatballs and gravy! He said they were pretty tasty! We enjoyed our lunch and dessert and then raced to the car to get home! We had no intention of spending 4 hrs at IKEA. I was really hoping to be home by 3. Instead, we were home by 5! Eeek! I know my Mama was ready to be done! ;o)
We made it home safely, with no traffic issues... another praise! Our kiddos were happy and not so deprived of restrictions and rules that they were unruly...another blessing. The home was clean and we were able to come home and unpack quickly!
The Lord answered so many prayers for this weekend... prayers for safety and health for the whole family, a great finish for Hubbie and some quiet time for me and Hubbie. And we are so grateful to my parents for being so willing to take care of our three boys. My kids are great kids, but, they are kids and can be a handful.....and for that very reason, we are EXTRA grateful for their willingness!
The weekend was definitely geared towards Hubbie running this race, but I did enjoy being there to support him. I am very thankful that this race is over and done with and hopefully we can put racing to the side for a few months! Hubbie jokes that the racing bug has been bitten for a while! I know it won't be long before he starts planning and scheming and trying to see where he can get us to next! But I am very proud of all his accomplishments and determination. I have no desire to run or walk 26.2 miles, but I am very thankful that he's done something that makes him happy, feel accomplished and also, keeps him healthy!