Ragnar Florida Keys: No More Running, Marathon
We woke up on Sunday morning around 8ish, having slept like
the proverbial logs all night long.
After a quick shower, we coordinated the team and headed a mile down the
road to breakfast at the Spotted Pig.
Ready? Break!
You know it’s good if
there’s a wait
We had to wait for a bit (it was 9:30 on a Sunday morning),
but we were in the shade and the breeze felt great. Murph’s wife Megan arrived the night
before via the shuttle from Fort Lauderdale, and she and Murph stayed at the
Sea Dell to finish up a load of laundry, but they were able to join us later
after the laundry was done. This led to
one of my favorite post-run moments; where we were seated at the Spotted Pig,
Scott had a small view of A1A, and as we were talking, he suddenly went deathly
white. He was able to sputter out that
he saw our van drive by (as you remember from the pictures, only one vehicle
looked like our van); he forgot for a moment that Murph and Megan still
had the keys at the motel, and he thought we were the victims of a truly
heinous van-jacking. We quickly reminded
him that it was probably Megan and Murph coming to join us for food, and we all
laughed about the situation. If you
could have seen the look on his face…
Anywhoo, breakfast was awesome, and we all highly recommend
the Pig. They even gave Erin and I our
own mini-pitchers of Diet Coke and tea!
Cheers to caffeine!
During breakfast, Murph and Meg mentioned that they had
reservations to go snorkeling that afternoon, and Erin, Scott, and Chris
decided to join them. Taira and I
declined, Taira because she gets seasick, me because I don’t really like being
in the water with fish*; instead, we hung out at the Sea Dell doing laundry,
logging into class, and reading by the pool – everyone had a lovely day!
Here are some pics of the crew doing their Jacque Cousteau
impressions:
Watch out, Erin, it's the krakken!
Meg and Murph
Murph doing her best "Nevermind" baby impression
Chris, swimming to and fro
Scott took these with
his water resistant camera.
Aren’t they great?
After snorkeling, Chris grabbed a Cuban sandwich and some
Modelo from the deli across the road, then joined Taira and I at the pool. The rest of the gang went for second lunch at
a local place called Castaway’s, which turned into happy hour. They came back to meet us at the Sea Dell and
we headed to the Marathon Grill and Ale House for a dinner of our own, drinks,
and a rousing game of Cards Against
Humanity. For the sake of everyone’s
delicate constitution, I won’t be posting pictures of the cards we played, but
my sides still hurt from laughing.
We headed home and after doing a quick online check to
confirm the shuttle time to Key West the next day, it was off to bed! The next day, we were heading south!
Later!
Amy
* Once, in Hawaii, Chris and I were snorkeling. Chris went, “look, honey, fish!” I went, “eeeeeeee!” and swam back to shore where I proceeded to sunbathe for the rest of the day. I figured me going snorkeling was a waste of money, even if I would have enjoyed the boat ride.
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