So I’m settling in at home. Still trying to keep up with training, even though I haven’t picked a fall race yet. And I realized yesterday, as I huffed and puffed through NC humidity, that I’d forgotten any type of hydration back at home in Raleigh. Dang it. That won’t work.
So I googled a running place, and slunk in. Slunk, because I work in running specialty and I felt like such a jerk for being there. But while I’m there, I may as well check out what they’re working with, right?
I walk in. Put my Hater Shades on. And…our store looks SO much hotter. Score.
So I’m trying to find something, anything wrong with this adorable store, none of which is real or true, to make myself feel better about shopping at a competitor. Truthfully, I went into the store, the Charlotte Running Company, and it was cute, clean, well set-up, and the folks were so nice, even as some of my weird questions about the Hokas they carried revealed to them where, and for whom I worked. When they found out I’d be in unfamiliar running territory for a few weeks while taking care of my mom, they directed me to where I could run, and groups I could meet up with. Okay, I feel kinda guilty now for being a hater when these guys were so nice.
And no sooner had I walked in the door when I spotted this.
A 13-race 5k series?! Prizes? Uh, where do I sign up?
So I got my nutrition, chatted with the super duper nice folks at Charlotte Running Company, called my little brother, and signed us BOTH up for a 5k. So tonight will be sibling bonding time – our first family 5k!