New Braunfels and a Winner at the Alamo

Our Texas tour continued in the Hill Country town of New Braunfels. Just 30 miles north of San Antonio, New Braunfels allowed us to further explore the Hill Country while also putting us close enough to San Antonio for Steve’s next marathon.  It was a fun few days.

New Braunfels is at the confluence of the Guadalupe and Comal rivers, and activities like fishing and tubing are very popular. It was too chilly for us to get in the water, but we did enjoy a visit to nearby Canyon Lake and the eye-popping River Road. IMG_7687Lined with camps, parks, and homes, the road looked like the place to be when the weather turns warmer. We’d love to come back.

We also loved this area because of the variety of bars, breweries, and live music.  We visited the Phoenix Saloon.

Established in 1871, it was the first bar in Texas to serve women, and they claim it’s where chili powder was invented. The noontime live show was really great and Steve loved the chili! The Phoenix Saloon was just one of several establishments we visited while in New Braunfels.  At Guadalupe Brewing we enjoyed a brew beside a fire and met new friends. At the Grapevine we listened to some authentic Texas music while watching children play behind the stage.

New Braunfels is super family-friendly, vibrant, and rapidly growing. There’s new construction everywhere, reminding us of the rapid growth we saw in Gilbert AZ in the past few years.

When you’re in New Braunfels, you can’t miss the historic district of Gruene (pronounced “Green”).  Established in the 1840s, Gruene, which means “Green” in German, fell into disrepair during the Great Depression. In the 1970s Gruene was resurrected and today is a bustling shopping, dining, and drinking destination. In fact, we visited the area three times and loved listening to the live music and watching the Texas Swing dancers at Greune Hall, Texas’ oldest continually operating and most famous dance hall.

Over the weekend Steve completed his first marathon of 2020 in San Antonio. We spent Saturday checking out a few of San Antonio’s highlights, including the Riverwalk,  the Alamo, and the Pearl Farmer’s Market.

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Steve and I had been here ten years ago when we did the San Antonio Rock and Roll race.  Steve ended up in an ambulance at mile 25 in that race and the DNF (Did Not Finish) result has haunted him ever since. Here’s the photo from that race many years ago:IMG_0090He was set on redemption and the Run the Alamo race was his opportunity. After a few months of no races, lots of training, rest, and my pasta dinner the night before, he was well prepared. And HE WON!!

Steve came in first place in his age group and 24th overall! How encouraging it was to know that preparation and focus leads to success!

We celebrated with another visit to New Braunfel’s music and drinking establishments and Mia was happy about that.IMG_7707 4.jpgWe’re now in Austin for what was supposed to be the big event: South by Southwest (SXSW).  The event has been cancelled, along with the Chris Stapleton concert for which we had purchased tickets.  We’ll post another blog related to this craziness.

#12 Honolulu Marathon

Steve’s twelfth marathon of the year was the popular Honolulu Marathon. This time we were joined by our neighbor and dear friend Sheri, and Sheri and I did the 10K while Steve took on the 42K/26.2 mile marathon. Of course the festivities began with the race expo where we picked up our race numbers and shopped for running-related stuff. This expo was unique as there were many featured products from Japan, where more than half of the registered runners come from.

While in Honolulu we also spent a day at the Polynesian Cultural Center (PCC) and experienced the requisite luau. The PCC has been a tourist draw in Oahu for over 50 years, so we couldn’t pass it up. The immaculate park showcases cultures from around the Pacific and allowed us hands-on experiences like poi tasting, canoe rides, fake tattoos, and lots of hula. It was a long day, but worth the exploration.

Another fun surprise while in Honolulu was running into our hometown stars, the Prescott High School Marching Band. They were featured in the Pearl Harbor Memorial Day parade, and we ran right into them while strolling the downtown area.

The big event started at 5:00am on Sunday with a big fireworks show, kicking off the marathon and 10K. We lined up with 30,000+ of our closest friends, at least half of whom spoke Japanese.

Steve worked his way towards the front of the crowd in order to run and still had to dodge thousands to get his stride. Sheri and I hung back and walked the 10K course, stopping along the way to take photos of the beautiful holiday decorations that punctuated the course.

Sheri and I finished our stroll and celebrated with delectable malasadas. Warm and doughy, these fried balls of dough, rolled in sugar, were the most awesome post-race food we’ve seen.

Steve finished his 12th marathon of the year in 4 hours and 17 minutes. Not the fastest race, not the slowest race, he was happy with performance this time around. He says he’s not done with marathons but likely won’t do one a month in 2020.

Now we are planning to head to the island of Molokai for some downtime and a fly-in visit to Kalaupapa National Historic Park. Sheri and I, especially, are excited to see and learn more about the legendary place where Father Damien ministered to the lepers who were exiled to the remote peninsula.

Marabana Marathon & 10K

Steve completed his 11th marathon on the year today under stormy Cuban skies. The Marabana Marathon was a fun one in many ways.CD0AB0A1-D5B9-49C9-8D15-C523DF529B32

We were bracing ourselves for a hot and humid morning of running. C3E08F86-ABB4-4F5C-B044-208C69E04089However we awoke to pouring rain. It cleared up for the start which included runners from the 10K, half marathon, and marathon all starting at the same time. No corrals, no staggered starts, it was just a free for all.724280EE-20A9-4C3C-9B9E-E2FA2D7B5D5A

In the crowd were runners from around the world along with thousands of Cubans. We met people from Mexico, Iceland, France, Colombia, and from all over the USA. DBB83F01-875F-434E-8841-94146EB8B148.jpegYou could usually tell the Cubans from the other runners, however,  as they were wearing flat, Converse-like shoes or something else that looked uncomfortable for running. Shoes, especially running shoes, are hard to come by here. That explains why we were asked for our shoes numerous times during and after the race. We took a few photos of the recipients of our discarded gear.

About 30 minutes into the race it started raining. The beautiful rainbow turned into a torrential downpour that left us soaked from head to toe.

While that may sound awful it was actually a blessing as it kept us cooler. Once the sun came out later in the morning it was pretty steamy.

I finished the 10K before it got too hot and Steve finished the full marathon a few hours later.

We both agreed that running in Cuba was a fun, incredible experience. Between the view from the malecon to the warmth of the people, the entire event was great. Sometimes chaotic and confusing (signage was non-existent) the race was a microcosm of this country.63DBDAAE-9693-4302-AED6-FD21AC402629

We’re off to the beach!!