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We Get To Eat Whatever The Hell We Want
That's right. It's Super Bowl Sunday and that means food, food, food. Lucky for us, we ran the Pacific Shoreline Marathon's 5K race this morning. Okay, so we weren't feeling so hardcore to go full out on the Marathon, but hey, it's something right?
The race is a lot of fun. It's by the beach, there's fog, and thousands of people are running around you. At first, we weren't so thrilled about parking 1.75 miles away from the start line, but it forced us to actually warm-up (and conversely, cool down).
However, the race really needs pace markers at the start line (you know, if you run a 10 minute mile, go to the end of the line; if you run a 6 minute mile, come to the front). No matter how fun it is to dodge soccer moms and their strollers, we want to get somewhat of a good time.
But hey, the game is starting and it's time to pig out. Luckily, the Pacific Shoreline Marathon tends to be an annual Super Bowl Sunday event! See you next year...