Soaking in the local culture

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The day before a big race is always a little surreal. You’ve been planning for the race for a long time and it’s always been off in the distance. Then, suddenly, it’s tomorrow. TOMORROW! We kicked off our day with a trip to the Waffle House because a.) I’d never been to one, b.) J loved them and c.) because we could. I’d heard much about Waffle House and it did not disappoint.

Then we headed over to check out the race expo at the senior center. Just because. I’m very happy we did, because otherwise we would have missed seeing this fantastic sign:

Please note, we are at the SENIOR CENTER. The expo itself was pretty tiny, but fun. M & I scored some rad running shirts that seem like they are custom made for us:

(In case you can’t read it, it says “I run so I don’t kill people.”) So true…

We love us some kitsch, so we then went to check out a local tourist attraction called Goldmine Ghost Town (or something like that.) It was packed full of people, some of which were obviously there for the marathon. The walk from the parking lot was probably better than the actual ghost town. It had this handsome guy:

And this sign should have told us the kind of folks this place attracts:

The actual ghost town was sort of sad. It was like one of those shopping malls that’s going out of business or a ghetto carnival. That happened to be Wild Ol’ West themed. We wandered through and took a couple of pictures:

But we all agreed it was sad and left. Then it was off to Walmart, always a good time. I was tempted by the giant barrel of cheese balls (only $5.98!) but didn’t figure I could bring it home on the plane:

When we were unloading our stuff back at the hotel, M pointed out how many beverages we had in our little hotel mini-fridge:

(For those of you playing along at home, there are 12 different containers of beverage in there… ) But it’s important to hydrate, especially here.

Now, we’ve set our clothes and stuffed a ridiculous number of gels into fuel belts and soon it will be off to bed for the crazy early morning wake-up. It feels very surreal that I will get up tomorrow morning and run for a significant amount of time. I’m trying not to think about it. Whatever happens, I’m sure it will be an adventure and at least I get to spend some quality time in the sunshine.

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