We started our annual Vegas trip with a bang! We flew in to Las Vegas late Friday night and were in our hotel room by 10:30 PM. I had thought long and hard about how to make a week in Vegas possible with our busy schedules. My initial thought was to cut our trip short and fly out late and leave early. I booked our flights for the last possible flight out on Friday night hoping that it wouldn't get delayed or cancelled because we had to be up at 3 AM to make our race on the top of Mount Charleston.
Our Friday night flight was delayed by 30 minutes which wasn't too bad. We landed safely and headed for the Uber line at the Las Vegas airport. Craig met us in the lobby of our hotel as he had booked our rooms for race day. We had all planned to start our trip with a half marathon that began at 6 AM on Saturday April 1st. I am pretty sure Stephen didn't sleep at all that night and I woke up at 2 AM thinking it was 3 AM. We had laid our clothes out the night before so all we had to do what put them on and get on the bus that left from our hotel.We had chosen some throw away sweaters because it was 22 degrees on the mountain. That was not enough warmth. The wind blew just enough to freeze us. The bus dropped us off at 4:45 AM so we had to sit outside for an hour and 15 minutes while we waited for the 6 AM start of the race. 1500 people huddled behind the porta potties to escape the cold. Stephen and I wrapped up in two heat blankets that the race provided and we just sat on the cold hard ground waiting in the freezing cold for the race to start. Blair and Craig finally gave in and sat on the ground with us. It was a long wait but we finally headed the half mile down to the start line. It was sort of a sad start line because not everyone was there when the announcer said, "go"! I wasn't completely ready because I hadn't started my music and put my phone in my back pocket. So I started running with all of my stuff in my side pocket. Not ideal but not terrible. The race was AMAZING!! I felt so good until mile 11. I loved running fast downhill. It took little to no effort to run an 8 minute mile. At mile 11 there was a strong uphill that lasted an entire mile! That was rude! HA! Stephen crossed the finish line in 1:39 and I was 10 minutes behind him at 1:49.




















