This year I had a less than “traditional” Thanksgiving due to being many miles from family (we will celebrate 2x as hard during our Tropical Christmas!) and having a little obligation called “work” to worry about on Turkey Day. Nonetheless, it was still a good holiday as I got to spend time with some great friends (on both Thanksgiving-Eve and Turkey Day itself), Skyped with my family in Indy, and actually had 3 back to back enjoyable, productive, and fulfilling days at work starting the night of Turkey Day! I took care of some really sick babies and got to learn and do some pretty cool stuff! Those shifts really helped remind me why I love being a nurse…most days. 🙂
So maybe I didn’t get to stuff myself silly with turkey, eat half my body weight in stuffing (my fave! I am gladly accepting left over stuffing!), or eat one too many pieces of pie…but this holiday still left me feeling happy, loved, and thankful.
Saw this sunrise over the gulf on my way out of work after Thanksgiving. It was even prettier in person! Seriously…who WOULDN’T live by the water?! You people are craaaazy! 🙂
So as the title of this post implies, I did get to Turkey Trot this year for the first time ever! It was quite the experience…for several interesting reasons. I had signed up to run the 10K Turkey Trot at 8:45am in Clearwater, FL, but a few friends of mine had signed up to run the 5K “Wingding Run” at 7am. Me being the overly ambitious runner I am these days said, “Hey friends. Why don’t I just do both?” I might have been out at a bar celebrating Thanksgiving Eve when I agreed to this… No I was not a few beers deep (I was DD), but I was high on holiday cheer and running bliss. So the idea sounded fantastic until I found myself going to bed at 2 am and setting an alarm to be up at 5:12am (yes…on the dot!). My friends and I had seen a hypnotist at a comedy club in Ybor City before bar hopping and when my alarm went off at 5:12 am on Thanksgiving morning, my first thought was that I had somehow been hypnotized and mind-gamed into waking up at such an ungodly hour… But then I did remember that whole “Hey friends. Why don’t I just do both?” conversation perfectly and I forced myself out of bed with the promise of “free” goodies (and my friends!) waiting for me at the race venue.
Thanks Rose and Kris for running with me. Knowing I had people at the race who I couldn’t disappoint by no-showing was the driving force for getting me up and moving that morning. (Yes northerners…the ear warmers and overly zipped up jacket were definitely necessary! Must’ve been 50-something degrees on race morning!!!)
This was Rose and Kris’s first big race. With this race experience, I think they learned (the hard way) about the absolute cluster that are race mornings. Parking is hard to come by, traffic patterns are all jacked up, and there are people everywhere!
Rose and Kris got a little bit of a late start (Can’t imagine why! Would 3 hours of sleep have anything to do with that?!) and had a tricky time with parking…so our plan to run the “competitive” 5K turned into a plan to run the “fun run” 30 minutes later. No worries though because at a Turkey Trot this big…every run is a “fun run” if you ask me. The race was not chip timed and there were people galore! It’s a fun, but informal race…as evidenced by some of the baller costumes that people ran in:
“…and the dish ran away with the spoon!” or in this Thanksgiving Turkey Trot version of that Mother Goose nursery rhyme “…and the fork turkey trotted away with the knife!” Think these girls were PR-ing with those contraptions on their heads? Highly unlikely. See…these girls know how to “fun run”!
Little did Kris, Rose, and I know that we would have the pleasure of trotting with
some real turkeys on Thanksgiving! Lucky for these turkeys…they look a little
too big to fit in ANYONE’s deep fryer or oven.
And lastly, we ran into an indian who had no pilgrim counterpart to trot or dine with. So if you are looking for a unique costume idea for next year’s trot, I will go ahead and suggest a pilgrim costume. You will be the hit of the trot!
So I can now say I have turkey trotted! I would love to make it an annual tradition…and would really love to be able to do it with my family on some occasions in the future! Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Someone ate some stuffing for me, right?!