Maybe I'm a bit of a running snob. It's possible. This realization came to me this afternoon as I registered for another half marathon. I have learned that I prefer certain types of courses, certain types of goodies (i.e. BLING) and certain support(i.e. they keep their promises).
There are two upcoming local events that are part of the warm-up series for the Chevron Houston Marathon in January (that's the Big Dog. Woof.) One is a half (13.1) and the other is a 25K (15ish), but they are both double or triple loop courses. They are very well supported, well organized and almost in my backyard. But triple loops? You mean I have to go around again? And again? Bleah!!
Last year I did the half and while it was something I felt like I should do, I promised myself not to do it again. My fragile running brain and morale just can not handle the monotony of looping through an area more than once. My brain gets bored and then it stops encouraging the body. Not a good situation folks.
That said, I have decided to forgo both of these local warm-up races and take my snobby running self (or maybe just immature running self) on a road trip. So, Marathon Bird is heading to The Alamo. It's a single loop course around downtown San Antonio, is fairly well established and you receive a medal and a shirt. In 2008 it is going to be a Rock N Roll Marathon, if that's your thing.
Snobby Runner also appreciates well supported and supplied aid stations(read water and sports drink offered), Plenty-O-Port-a-Potties, at least a medal and shirt, and a decent assortment of food after the race.
Snobby Runner's family appreciates staying at a hotel within walking distance of the start line. While convenient for Snobby Runner, it actually means said family can sleep in.
Yesterday, I learned another facet of Snobby Runner. She does NOT like to run in the rain. If SR is on her way or already out on the course and it starts to rain, don't worry, Snobby Runner can put on her Waterproof Big Girl Panties and deal. However, she will most likely not leave her comfy bed at 5:00AM to go run in the rain. That's right, I wimped out and went back to bed once I realized it was raining. A girl has to have her standards, right?