fitbloggin 2014 recap

FitBlogginSavannah welcomed me with open arms last week and then I almost pooped my pants (Nathan AKA you’re in for a treat).
Maybe I should explain?
Last week I hopped in a car with three new blogger friends and made the eight-hour drive to Savannah for FitBloggin 2014. I loved everything about Savannah. People described it as a cleaner New Orleans (never been) but it seemed like a slightly bigger (and dirtier) St. Augustine to me. Still lovely.
FitBloggin3Our first stop was a ghost tour of Savannah’s historic downtown. Our tour guide (Brett maybe?) was a blast.
FitBloggin9From left: Kia’s husband, Melissa, Alyssa, not sure, me and Kia. Behind my head is a delightfully Brit who had a hysterical Ignite speech about tea.
I had a great weekend full of workouts…
Fitbloggin8 Credit WeBeatFatPhoto Credit: FitBloggin1FitBloggin2And social time with lots of wonderful bloggers.
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I ran with Team Chocolate Milk and the legendary Jeff Galloway!
Fitbloggin Credit We Beat Fat AngelaPhoto Credit:
FitBloggin5 FitBloggin6 FitBloggin7 It was a great time…
And then it came time for the food.
Always my favorite part. I made a reservation days in advance for the legendary Olde Pink House but couldn’t enjoy it as much as I wanted to because of an earlier coffee chat session with Angela and Stacey. I think I’m the only one that got milk from behind the counter and it must have been bad because when I attempted to go to another session shortly after…I had to leave halfway to avoid becoming The Girl Who Shit Her Pants at Fitbloggin.
Sorry, TheChicLife. It really wasn’t you it was me.
But I made the best of it. After a couple hours in bed I was still able to make my late night reservation at the Olde Pink House. Stuck to something small to avoid further stomach upsets but the atmosphere of the place (complete with a tableside serenade) was worth the visit. FitBloggin4Drunks photobombed us.
I did miss out on a cupcake from Sweet Carolina Cupcakes and I’m pretty bummed about that but it only means I have to go back to Savannah to get it another time. Later I was tagged in a picture of a group enjoying red velvet cupcakes. Knife to the heart. FitBloggin10 That only means I have to visit Savannah again.
Until next time The Hostess City.
It’s been real.

P.S. WordPress is being glitchy and lot letting me add links. Anyone know how to fix it?

i’m at fitbloggin’

So I’ve arrived in Savannah for FitBloggin’ which I’m told is the be all and end all of fitness blogging conferences. It’s pretty fantastic.
This year’s conference is held in gorgeous Savannah. We’re right on the bay and this is as close to the ocean as I’ll probably get in a while.
savannah view
Beautiful, right? You don’t know what you have until it’s gone. Thanks to my roomie Melissa for texting that picture to me and letting me know what I was missing on my eight-hour trek from Fort Campbell.
FitBloggin’ bills itself as two days of education, friendship, networking and fun for fitness bloggers. So far so good.
I didn’t get in in time to check in so I’ll be doing that in the morning just before the conference officially starts. Keep an eye out for tweets, updates and pictures throughout the day.
Until tomorrow!

lourdes paducah iron mom half marathon recap

2:18:19 official finish
10:34 pace

This pacer was literally the bane of my existence Saturday but I finished!
Fox Fotography: Fourth Leg &emdash;

Fox Fotography: Finish Line &emdash;

Fox Fotography: Backdrop &emdash;
316/635 overall finishers
31/66 iwomen 20-29

It rained the entire trip there and home but for two and a half hours there wasn’t a drop of rain in sight. The Lourdes Paducah Iron Mom Half Marathon was a race I’d do over and over and over again. It was so well organized and there were real flushable toilets! It doesn’t take much, I know.

There was a decent-sized expo and finisher area with tons of food: hot dogs, ice cream, bagels, pastries, chocolate milk, Muscle Milk, Refuel…and bananas. Always got to have the bananas.

The course had us run through scenic Paducah, Ky., which was lovely. I need to come back soon for a day trip.

But the best part of this race is that after Nashville it qualifies me for Half Fanatics. Woohoo! Time to make it official.

Any half fanatics out there? Roll call!