At last weekend's Capt'n Karl's race at Reveille Peak Ranch (RPR), two runners got married on top of the granite dome during the 10k. Although Joe and I didn't get married at the ranch, it's also a special place for our relationship.
We started dating the night before RPR in 2016. On Saturday (race day), we carpooled to the race together, ran our races (Joe did the 30k, I did the 60k), drove back to San Antonio together in the early hours of Sunday morning, separated for a few hours so Joe could buy a washer and dryer and I could get one hour of sleep, and then we got back together for Mass at the Cathedral, a walk on the River Walk, dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings, games at Main Event, and finally a Rockhopper picnic. Whew! It must have been new love fueling that big weekend. Nowadays, we don't have nearly that much energy.
Another key remembrance about the RPR 60k in 2016 was that Joe had to wear a t-shirt of my choosing, since I won our bet about the Fossil Valley 9-hour race. We had Chris Russell help us figure out a handicap for the bet, and we ended up saying Joe would win if he ran two more laps than I did. It turned out that we ran the same number of laps, so I carefully chose a My Little Pony shirt, which I gave Joe the night before the race, as his punishment. He dutifully wore it for the entire race, and actually got some nice compliments on it. I think the fact that he wore it with such confidence is what won people over.
|FB reminded me that this was our first photo together!|
|I made him stand in a boat for some reason.|
|He's so adorable. 💕|