After a little schedule changing this morning, I met LizÂ at the Javits Center, where the NYC Marathon Expo is being held. It was a little bittersweet for me to walk the floor of the expo for a race I wasnâ€™t running. (I wore a Chicago Marathon t-shirt so that Iâ€™d feel more legit.)
It was the first time Iâ€™d seen Liz since Lindsayâ€™s wedding almost two years ago, and it was nice to be told how awesome I look. I wandered around with Liz and her entourage (her mom, brother, husband, and friend) for a little while before peacing outâ€”but not before taking a pic. [Apologies for blurry iPhone photo, blame it on Lizâ€™s husband. Iâ€™ll swap it out once Liz sends me a better one.]
I left the expo pretty quickly, because it was incredibly overwhelming, but not in a good way at all. It was PACKED. I went to the expo in Chicago on a Friday, so maybe thatâ€™s why I had a better experience, but this was not enjoyable. It seemed really unorganized, cramped and packed. [Fitting, I suppose, for being in NYC.]
Afterwards, I ran back home. Literally. I had a mini-epiphany while running. Most people think that running is really hard or impossible. Most people donâ€™t eat super healthily. I think running is so hard for a lot of people because theyâ€™re not eating right and giving their bodies the right nourishment to help it run. What do you think?
I ran almost 4 miles from the Javits Center to Battery Park, when I ran into my mom. She and her friend were coming in to have lunch with me and take Bailey so I can go out and watch the marathon and go to post-marathon parties tomorrow, and they were stuck at a light on the West Side Highway. My mom has a soft top on her car (but not a convertible), and I was able to see her car from pretty far away and run up to it and scare the crap out of her.
We went to Ulysses for lunch, andÂ Â I got lentil soup and a veggie wrap with chicken.
2011, Iâ€™ll be running it.