I’m hanging out in the Charlotte airport, waiting for my connection flight to West Virginia. I am so psyched for the Hatfield-McCoy Marathon tomorrow! I’ve been hearing great things about it for a very long time – pretty much since I started marathoning. The Hatfields and the McCoys are two families in West Virginia who feuded for many years – but now the descendants celebrate every June with a festival. In this marathon, there is a *free* pasta dinner the night before that includes a skit explaining the familes and the feud (which is why I took off work today – I was told this was not to be missed!). Then, for the actual race, you’re assigned to be an honorary Hatfield or McCoy, spend the race good-naturedly teasing those of the other clan, and the clan with the lowest average time wins! Lots of fun 🙂
In other news, Boyfriend is safe and sound off the mountain, and is now getting on a plane to fly home. I put in a call to the gate agents and they’re going to make an announcement on the plane to congratulate him for summiting Rainier! I also left a whole host of surprises for him at home, from homemade mint chocolate chip cupcakes with homemade mint buttercream frosting (a treat to celebrate), to chicken chili (protein for muscle recovery), to a foot spa and various scrubs and massage things, to movies to watch while he recovers and waits for me to get home. I can’t wait to see him tomorrow!!!
He had an amazing time on the trip, and is already planning his next big adventure. You ready for this one? He’s decided he’s done “wasting his time” with the Cascades, and wants a bigger challenge. He’s made it his life goal (dear god, I hope I can convince him to change it) to climb each of the Seven Summits – the highest mountains in the world. Next up is a couples trip to climb Mount Kilimanjaro and go on an African safari, and he wants me to come. Financially, I’m really not sure I can swing it, especially since I’m still trying to get through the fifty states. But what an adventure! I would love to do at least Kilimanjaro, particularly because it’s supposed to be easy. I can’t say I’m up for the other (death-defying) mountains though – in fact, I’m hoping to talk Boyfriend out of them.
Geez, though… from musical theater non-jock to weekly marathoner to someone who’s climbed Mount Kilimanjaro? Everyone at my high school reunion won’t know what him them!