Belated Happy Father's Day!
Vic: So tell me about the Florida Mall hotel. It sounds like kitschy fun, although I can't say the same for domestic security meetings. I hope you can get back into a regular WO routine soon.
AmyKab: Can you tolerate one more anecdote about the 1/2/full marathon? I can confirm that the difference in the start times for those in the back of the corrals is fairly long. I think it was over a 1/2 hour for the 1/2 and about a 1/2 for the full. I was in the very last corral for the full, btw, so I was a true back-of-the-packer. And it was pretty crowded back there--I spent the first few miles moving between people, and it felt like I moved horizontally (or zig-zaggy) as much as forward.
That said, unlike your friend, I didn't think it was horrible or disorganized. Now, these were my first events and my main goal was to finish the Goofy. So my expectations might have been different. Still, I knew what to expect from such a large race because of DOOD's experiences and the information here--and I was mentally prepared for it.
And even without that information, I think I would have found the Disney races well organized, smooth-moving, and exciting. There's so much to see and do (besides running, there are tons of photo ops), the participants and volunteers are so friendly, and--dang it all--it's Disney. I was quite happy with the event. In fact, if I have one regret, it was that I was so focused on finishing that I didn't stop and take more pictures, or enjoy the ambiance more. That's something I'll address this year in the full. I'm not doing Disney for the PR--I'm doing it to hang out with WISHers and experience some PD!
P.S. The pic of your DD is delightful!
Lisa: You're doing Goofy 2010? So am I--Goofy every other year!!!

Thanks for the drill sergeant routine. I needed it, and still need it, even if Dave thinks us pretty princesses are capable of going without. Btw, I pictured you in Lou Gossett, Jr. mode. (I guess that dates me.

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It sounds like your weekend was challenging on all counts. On the good side, you've been upping your WOs. (How's the RW plan working for you?) The noshing with the other parents sounds like it's at least quality food--and a great social experience. Sometimes that's important. And I know you'll knock that pound right off with all your upcoming runs and bikes!
Congrats to your DD and her team! "Snuggle of doom...." Sounds delightful to me, especially if followed by a popsicle. I hope you're getting good nights of rest this week--that is, as you've mentioned, a worthy goal. I'm still working on it. (Doing better than I've done in the past, if not as well as I'd hoped.

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Wendy: You're always welcome to give me a little drill sergeant talking-to! For you, and your wacky sense of humor, I'm imagining the guy from Stripes (with Bill Murray, a favorite film of mine). I'm with you on the Disney events--I really like most things Disney, and it was the carrot that got me running. I had positive expectations for the event, and I think it set me up for a positive experience. DOOD was already a runner, a fairly competitive one, and he loved doing the Disney races for fun. (And he's not a Disney fanatic.) OH, and how was RftC?
Beth: Yay for doing the 5 miles yesterday, and for shaking up the route. I concur, not only did it probably help with the boredom (mental) but the body's comfort level. More challenging--keeping the body on its toes.
Stacie: Ouch for the sore quads and calves. Sounds like the hills were killer. I think you deserve a sports massage for your 5K victories! Good for you for making gradual changes in your eating--that's the way to make them permanent. I switched over to oatmeal permanently a few months ago. I love it now, even as I miss my Cheerios. Keep us informed as to tasty ideas from your new Gluten-free cookbooks. I live about a block away from a Gluuteny bakery; I should probably try something from it, just for kicks. What week of C25K are you on?
Tracey: Welcome back!!! I'm glad you had a great time at MB, as you and your family deserve it. Your extended family--12 in a condo--sounds a lot like the vacay my ILs go on every other year. To me, it always sounds like one of Dante's circles reserved for special people. But you make it sound delightful. I can't wait to hear the details.
Dave: You're always so supportive of us pretty princesses. I wish I lived up to your expectations. But no, I really do need a good butt-kicking now and then. So you just put on your Kung Fu Panda moves, and help get me in gear! I always look forward to your YARC posts for just such a reason.
Maria: 
on the pound lost! That's fabulous! It sounds like your switcheroo is showing some results already. And great job counting your points (hear that, Tracey--you've got a buddy here!); I need to get back to counting calories. I'm sure you'll manage this week's wonky schedule (DS, Celtics) with the ease now that you're firmly on a streak.
Good point about booking flights. DOOD and I need to do that--it's just so hard to get him to commit.
Jeanne: 
for jumping back in the foray--and back on the wagon! We've missed you, even though we know how busy you've been!!!
As for me: I'm sitting here, DISing with a double scotch and water. No, you don't drive me to drink. It's my parents. I called them this weekend--Father's Day, you know--only to learn their basement flooded in the storms. And they were all upset about things being ruined, no flood insurance (they don't live in an area where it's common to get it), and having to clear out their basement. (They're not in good health.) They all but asked me to come home, in their round-about, hinty way.
I don't know how many of you remember this, but I'm relatively estranged from my parents. I see them about every 2-3 years, which is probably too often for all involved. But I do have an overactive sense of filial duty at times--and this is one of those times. So I call DOOD, we brainstorm various solutions, I work out my schedule today so that I can leave and go home. Then I call my parents to tell them I can come home for a few days and clean out the basement. Only to get into a fight with them--well, as much of a fight as I can get into with my rather passive-aggressive parents. Long story short, I'm not going home. And I've been driven to drink. Yep, I've got healthy coping mechanisms, I do. But at least I'm not overeating.
In other news, I'm still not feeling joy in the running, the WOs, or the eating. But I'm listening to my Lean Meaners. And I'm following the advice I've been known to give others: Fake it until you feel it. That's the strategy I tried following with my parents--figured if I faked being a good child, acting like I was one, maybe I'd actually become one. Alas, that wasn't meant to be, but at least it's keeping me active and eating well. Hopefully, the strategy will begin to pay off soon in my Lean Meaner life.