Here's my day, ChiefD - thank you for asking.
Got up at 5:40 a.m. because why not. I was planning to be up at 6:30 anyway, so when I woke up I just went for it. Getting up that early on a Saturday because I was meeting my friends Becka and Charity to do a charity 10K for suicide awareness. Charity lost one of her sons to suicide, I lost my grandmother, and all of us have lost various friends. Great cause and should have been a good day with friends.
The event was near Charity's house, which is a ferry ride away from me. On a normal day, it would take me 80-90 minutes to get there. But Saturdays in the summer are not normal days. I knew this and planned accordingly, and I had no issues getting over early in the morning.
The event was lovely. When we arrived, we were given our swag (very good swag!) and also could choose different colored bracelets to wear that signified different things - lost a parent, lost a child, have struggled yourself, whatever. I picked up one for lost a relative, one for helping others with their struggles, one as just an ally of the cause. Then they had these big posterboards where you could sign whatever you wanted. I started reading what people had written and found myself tearing up. I signed to tell my grandma I missed her and stopped reading to try to avoid sobbing. But it was a really positive, beautiful event. The course was around a lake, mostly flat, just very nice all around.
We did the "race" (note: we were not racing), poked around the booths they had set up and stuff. Then we went for mimosas, bloody Marys, and lunch. Such a great time. We were all really tired after getting up early, doing the race, and having two cocktails each, so we decided to part ways for the day and get together soon! I dropped Charity at her house, and that's where the good time ended.
Traffic getting back to the ferry dock was insane, taking me almost an hour just for that. And, thinking I was clever, I chose a particular ferry because the other one I could have taken has been a cluster**** with only one boat running instead of two, meaning there are half as many sailings per day. Except, I guess, other people knew this, too. And, it's a Saturday in the summer, and there's just no getting around it. I waited for over two hours in line to get on the ferry.
Oh, but wasn't I able to hang out in a ferry terminal, or walk to a restaurant to chill while I waited. NOPE. The one I chose doesn't have this and you have to stay with your car. My car, which was parked in a fashion that made the sun fire in directly into the driver's seat from both the front and the side, somehow. So I rigged up a jacket and my race t-shirt onto my visor so that it was kind of blocking the sun as much as it could, which made me look like those people who hang sheets in their windows at home, but it was boiling hot in there. You're not supposed to idle your car (not that you'd want to for two hours anyway), so all I could do was open all the windows and hope for a breeze. Did I say breeze? Oh no, what I got instead was bees. Bees. They started coming in and out of the car until I finally gave in and rolled up the windows, started the car, and prayed for the sweet release of A/C or death, either of which would have been fine.
My 80-90 minute trip was four hours and ten minutes.
Now I'm watching Seahawks and drinking wine.
TLDR version:
Early riser
Ferry
10k
Mimosas
Traffic/lines/heat
Bees
Wine
Whoever is the Seahawks QB now?
