This time last year when we took the Boy back to college after the holidays, we went to the beach for a few days (you can find that post Here) and I ran in the Pensacola Beach half marathon. It is a very fun, scenic half marathon that starts at the public beach in front of Crabs restaurant and runs out parallel to the beach and back. If you aren't up for the full half marathon, there is turn a around for the 5K and 10K so you can decide during the run how far you want to go.
My plan was to do that race again this year when we dropped the Boy off at school. Unfortunately, someone (and I'm not naming names) forgot to reserve our condo for us for this weekend. It's rented all of January and February, probably with some snow birds trying to escape the cold from up north. This is good and bad. Good because it's rented for two entire months, bad because we can't stay there until March.
|Mobile First Light Half Marathon|
It was overcast, warm and humid, but not overwhelming. I prefer warm to cold any day! It was fun and everybody out there was friendly and seemed to be in good spirits. Even The Murph made a comment about how everyone seemed to be having a good time. I think it was because it wasn't freezing cold like Chickamauga Marathon and Mercedes Half was last year. Maybe people are in a better mood when they aren't freezing. I know I'm happier.
We dropped the Boy off at school on Saturday evening and tried to purchase his books, but the bookstore was closed. I hope the Boy doesn't have any trouble getting them Monday. This is the first time he will have to do it himself and sign up for a meal plan. He didn't want to do it by himself and I am worried too, of course. At some point he needs to get out of his comfort zone and do it himself. It's not like he doesn't know where to go or how to do it. This will be the fourth semester he's had to do it.
I started worrying about it on the way home today. The Murph says I do way to much for him and he needs to do things for himself. I have to agree on this one thing. It would be different if the Boy did not know where to go or how to do it. He knows what he's suppose to do, he just feels more comfortable when I'm there helping him.
I can't really blame him. That little old lady at the bookstore can be very intimidating, but he has to deal with her because she's in charge of the financial aid distribution. She doesn't take crap from him. He didn't have his class schedule printed out when he went to get the books and she made him print it out so she could make sure the books were for those particular approved classes. She wouldn't except just looking at them from his phone. We had to find a printer and print it out. I had already told him before we left the house to print it out, but he didn't listen to me.
I guess I need to text him and remind him to print that thing out before he goes to the book store. Yes, helicopter parent I am!
More First Light Marathon/Half Marathon pictures below. A short, but fun trip!