Let's start at the beginning of the adventure. Ben, Tawna and I drive up to Logan to check into our motel, Caitlin and Keith were already there. We booked our room a little late and the only place available was the Super 8. I booked through Priceline thinking I would get a better deal. But upon check-in I realized that my good deal ended up being a total disaster. The lady at Super 8 told me that I had booked a smoking room with a single queen. Hmm… there are three of us and one bed. That's not going to work. Maybe they thought we were polygamists. After talking to the people at Priceline about the mix up and them not being helpful at all we went to see how bad this room was going to be. We walk in and I only wish we would have had some photos to show the disgust on our faces. The room was about 10' by 10', it smelled like butt and cigarettes. It was like scentsy came up with a new ash tray scent and the motel was burning it in multiple places in the tiny hot box. We opened the windows and even brewed some coffee in hopes that it would smell better. Then off to the store to buy some febreze and Lysol. No luck. It didn't even touch the stench of the smoke room.
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We played a few games that night. One that Caitlin was described as a praying mantis that would kill Keith after they mated and another that Tawna had to choose between helping a cat poo or using a rattle snake as a maraca. Needless to say there were lots of tears of laughter. By that time it was after 11 and we all needed to get up early for the big run. Ben called the front desk for a wake-up call but used an Arab accent. We lay down and then the AC comes on. It sounded more like a freight train than an air conditioner. Every 15 minutes that would turn off and then back on. Then Ben woke up low on sugar and popped a Strawberry Lemonade open. So between all the weird noises in the night we all felt as if we had slept for 15 minutes. Good thing we had adrenalin to pull us through the rest of the day.
Keith and Ben drove us to the bus and off we went. The boys to breakfast and the girls to the beginning of our misery, I mean race. 
4 comments:
Sweet, GREAT job Janessa! Your post was hilarious. Some of the things that made me laugh included, but were not limited to:
"Polygamists, Goo, Arab Accent, Unmentionables, Fatties and Oldies (classic), Chafe, and Fart"
Those were just some key words of some of the things you said which were extremely funny. Good stuff, and good run.
Good job! Holy Smokes I'm not sure I'd try one. That's a lot of work!
Well, next time would you please post a better pic of me? I know you look good in them, but al lI see is big bum and no makeup on my part. Try harder to have your hubby take better pics of me when we are together.
I guess good job. But you know there is another half coming up soon that we have to get ready for, so when you wanna start running like a fool again?
Janessa!! Sorry I'm new at this blogging thing. You ran a half marathon? That's awesome! I was training for a half before I found out there's a little one one the way. It seemed like the instant I found out I lost all my energy and started thowing up! That ended idea's of running a half. By the way you have the cuttest little boy and it sounds like he's just like you!
Melissa
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