Things That Make You Go Woo

I accidentally participated in a marathon this morning.

Ok, fine. It was a half-marathon.

Ok, fine. I was on my bike.

All morning long, I kept hearing faint "woo's" outside my window. Since it was freezing*, and my 60 year-old windows don't exactly shut well, I assumed it was the wind. I tried my best to ignore and get ready for work.

Being overly pleased with myself that I was ready for work EARLY, I grabbed my bike and headed outside with a huge smile on my face. A smile that was quickly slapped off by the wind**.

Oddly enough, I could still hear woo, but it wasn't coming from the breeze. As I headed towards the main roads, the woo's became louder and louder. Then, in one right-turn, I suddenly found myself surrounded by red-faced runners, with numbers on their shirts.

I tried my best to stay out of their way. Sadly, no spectators provided me with a woo.

Fortunately for me, the intimidating traffic cops were only mean to cars, and we're beyond helpful to me (and, let's be honest, my ridiculous predicament that only I could have managed to get into).

I suppose it's better than the last time I found myself surrounded by runners. On a particularly "rough" morning, we went to Mickies for grease and coffee, to find ourselves surrounded by marathoners who we carboloading for an entirely different reason.
[I love that I have just woken up, and they had already run 26.2 miles***]

However, I'm about to toot my own horn (and I imagine it to be something like a trumpet), I will give myself props and announce that I'm attempting to ride 6 miles tomorrow (before work). However, it says you can stop and start whenever you want, so we'll see if I get past .05

Wish me luck!

p.s. mom, stop buying me orange. I had on an orange sweatshirt while riding an orange bike. You couldn't decipher between me and the construction barrels marking the race path.

*50 degrees in August. COME ON WISCONSIN, SERIOUSLY!?!?
**it also made a yo-mama joke, punched me in the stomach, and then laughed at me as I hugged myself and cried.
***but you know what, I bet I drank waaay more than them the night before, so HA