We were thrilled beyond words when my brother and his wife and our soon-to-be sister-in-law (that is one hyphenated title!), independently decided early this summer to train for the Indianapolis Marathon. We love, love the marathon event and definitely miss our Team in Training days back in Peoria, when we sometimes coached, sometimes cheered and sometimes ran events, all year long. Jackson was one and a half when I ran my last marathon, and so I so badly wanted to say yes when Corey asked me to run Indy. She almost had me too. Her call was perfectly timed -- after several cups of coffee and on my thirty-first birthday. But once the caffeine wore off and the reality of injuries (I had no business jumping into 10+ 'ers with an old running buddy while we were in Peoria, but it sure was fun!) and a house that needed to be unpacked and kids that needed to be settled into a new community brought me to the hard truth that I wouldn't be jumping back on the training wagon just yet.
Back to the point, we have been excited for months to have everyone come here to Indianapolis to run their events -- a first for both Corey and Rachel -- and I have been planning for just as long. The weekend was such a blast! Jackson and Maeve loved waking up to someone new in their house each morning -- first Grandma, then the Schupps, then the McCarthys, then two more Grandpas, and finally Brad and Corey. Jackson was to the moon when his "entourage," as his teacher called us all, came to pick him up from school Friday. We had a blast playing with the cousins in "The Park" the huge indoor play structure at school. Then we all headed to the expo -- Greg, Meg, Drew and I did run the marathon as a relay (cheaters!) -- and run a few errands to prep for the cold weather Saturday would bring.
Friday night we had a pasta party so the real runners could discuss strategies. We loaded them up with pasta and Clif blocks and jelly beans for their big run. Jackson had the night of his life when he left with Grandpa Parker to the hotel (Hotel Parker was overbooked!). Jackson was all about this special trip, packing his Thomas (the Train) luggage with his swimsuit and lots and lots of clothes (for one night -- just in case!). So ready in fact that he told Drew "shut the door" (to the car) while Drew and I were trying to tell him our good nights and I love yous. Jackson got to swim and stay up late, but as far as we know went to sleep right away for Grandpa (at least we hope so!). Back at the house, we stayed up late (in true Schupp woman fashion) making signs for the runners and running through the game plan with G&G Schupp for the next morning (they had three babies to wake, feed and dress and then three marathoners to cheer on).
The next morning we had fun waking up early and driving the runners to the start, then sending them off at the start. I kind of felt like Seinfeld and Elaine -- gotta set the alarm. Running the marathon in relay fashion was a fantastic idea too. We got to see our own three runners lots of times, and here is the part I feel guilty about -- enjoy the fun spirit of a marathon without the pain. Well, to tell the truth I was a little jealous of the pain. It does, afterall, confirm all the training and running the marathon, was done by you. A true feeling of achievement.
So I hope Corey, Rachel and Brian are as proud of themselves as we were of them that Saturday. They all faced their own challenges in training and in running the actual marathon, and they faced those challenges head on and came out the other side true winners. You are all awesome and inspiring! We're just glad we got to be there to see you cross the finish line!
And the best part -- they gave us all a reason to celebrate Saturday night! Cake, wine , pina coladas -- you name in we had it (or at least planned it!). It was fun to relax and talk about all the excitement of the day. Jackson broke out the ice cream cones and made sure everyone had some cake. (Even though he wanted the piece of cake decorated with the girl runner -- sorry ladies!) We truly enjoyed everyone's company and just wish we got to throw more parties like this with the people we love.
Sunday we honored Drew's request and hit our very favorite breakfast spot here in Indy (the cinnamon toast truly is to die for, as is the broken yolk egg sandwich, as is the coffee, . . .). Another fun time with everyone before Corey and Brad had to hit the road (ten hours, poor Corey!). The remaining crew headed to the children's museum for more fun. Jackson and Maeve are old pros, and Noah jumped right in the fun too. It was so much fun to see the little guy explore everything.
Sunday night Jackson and Noah decided to decorate Maeve in Halloween stickers -- or maybe that was her idea -- but anyways by this time they were all at total ease with each other and were having a total blast. It was hard to put them to bed that night and say goodbye to G&G Schupp, but Noah had an early, early flight and Jackson had school. The next morning I was so sad as I was driving back from the airport at 6 a.m., knowing I would be coming back home to a quiet house.
So thank you, thank you to everyone for making the time in their busy schedules to travel to Indy to cheer on the marathoners, take care of the kiddos and party with us. It was a weekend to remember. There's already talk about the next marathon, and we'd love it if the Indy marathon would become an annual event! Congrats to all of you on 26.2! We love you!
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