WORKOUT – Ran on hotel gym 7.0 miles/60 mins .1 incline
The hotel gym at the Trump, it’s pretty swanky overlooking the pool:
I alternated between watching news and watching the wind outside. It is really windy here in Vegas today!
Backing up to yesterday… we left early to make it out to Vegas in time to get work done. And by work, I mean Jabe working over the slot machines.
He won some money at the Paris Casino so now he loves France. Like he wants to be besties with every French person and every french fry he sees. Now that’s foreign policy I can support.
We also met my little brother Matti and his new wife Marlie there. We didn’t really want to claim them in public for obvious reasons…
…but we did on the stipulation that they address me as “SR” all weekend and only speak in respectful, hushed tones in my presence.
And some people say that dating your siblings is only a Southern thing. Hello, Alaska too!
We walked through the Bellagio where they were working on the Christmas Conservatory display so you couldn’t walk through there yet, but it was pretty amazing – that polar bear is made of all flowers.
Sarah and Dimity from AnotherMotherRunner
Aron from Runners Rambles
Beth from ShutUpandRun
Janae from HungryRunnerGirl
Monica from RunEatRepeat was missing but she was there in spirit as I ate and drank her share of the appetizers and low-fat chocolate milk.
We were able to talk round-table style about running: our training, injuries, motivation, how to fuel properly, etc. It was pretty cool to hear everyone’s story – from Sarah who’s run for 20 years to Beth who only started running recently and has already done Boston.
We also talked about the benefits of low-fat chocolate milk as a recovery drink and how it’s accessible, affordable, all natural and healthy.
(HRG’s picture, thanks Billy for being our photog all day)
wined milked and dined, I met up with these guys again. They just can’t quit me… especially when I threaten to call the Nevada Gaming Board with an anonymous tip about “someone” counting cards.
Then we went to check into our room at the Trump Hotel. We stayed here last night but are moving today to another hotel today. We’re hobos at heart.
We’ve stayed at the Trump before; we do “name your own price” on Priceline and always get the Trump. I’m gonna start putting the price in at $10 and they’ll still give me a room.
But it’s really nice with a huge glassed-in bathroom, small kitchenette, a coffeemaker(!), and you don’t have to pay to use the fitness center. Of course, it’s included in the resort fee to begin with, but a lot of big casino hotels charge you another fee to use their stuff. crazy.
Last night around 10 (way past my bedtime: way past the time I can make intelligent, witty conversation) I met up with a bunch of bloggers for a drink at the Wynn.
If you hate bloggers, do not come to Vegas this weekend. Just stay home and type your hate rants out on your computer where it’s safe because Vegas is overrun by bloggers.
After showing my true personality (boring, tired and played out), I said goodbye and went back to my room at 1am. Yes, I stayed out that late; normally that’s about the time I’m getting up.
Oh, I also met the supersweet Sandy from BICbands too; a fun day all around.
I started blogging to let other people know how awesome I am, but I’ve met a lot of great people through it and had some wonderful opportunities. on that sappy note, I’m outta here.