The really nice thing about running a big race (or distance) like Tower of Terror is basking in the accomplishment the next day.
After a well-deserved shower, I finally fell into bed at around 3:30AM. I knew that Little Man would be up with the sun, so I didn’t have my heart set on getting much sleep. Besides, we were spending Sunday in Magic Kingdom to celebrate all that running!
Now that little man is in school, it’s getting harder to take impromptu trips to Disney, so I was especially grateful that we were able to see the Halloween decorations on Main Street. This is really such a wonderful time of the year.
It’s a little bizarre to see all the pumpkins and fall leaves when the temperatures are in the 90s, but it’s just a fact of life down here.
We met up with K and B at the Dumbo ride, and then took the boys over to the Buzz Lightyear ride in Tomorrowland. We had made lunch reservation at Tony’s Town Square Restaurant to celebrate, and needed to work our way back up Main Street to get there and meet up with A, who was bringing the babysitter (his cousin) back home.
There were mixed reviews about this particular establishment, but I figured it’s kind of hard to mess up Italian food, and there really weren’t a lot of other options. The food was actually pretty decent. I wasn’t really hungry so I picked on some zucchini fries that we ordered for the table and then enjoyed a fresh caprese salad. Mr PugRunner and A each got different flatbreads, and K ordered a delicious looking eggplant and pasta dish. The service, unfortunately, was lacking. Our server was very distracted and slow, which made for a super long lunch. For whatever reason, the boys managed to stay occupied their meals, coloring and iPhones, so it was ok. Not sure if I would return, but the company couldn’t be beat.
After lunch, we parted ways. The AMOTR family wanted to go shopping for something for their little daughter, who had stayed home with her grandparents, and little man wanted to ride the Barnstormer. We did that, watched the clowns perform outside the Big Top and then decided to call it a day. We were exhausted and had a long drive ahead of us.
There was only one last thing to do. I really wanted a photo of us in front of Cinderella’s castle, wearing our medals. Strike that. I REALLY wanted to be at Hollywood Studios at rope drop to get a picture of us in front of Tower of Terror, wearing our medals, but … Mr PugRunner was not the biggest fan of that idea, seeing as how he wanted to sleep as long as possible.
Hey. I know how to compromise.
And this worked out just as well.
I cannot wait for our next family-and-friends running weekend. It was the most incredible experience with the most wonderful people and I am just so grateful for that time.
How do you celebrate your running accomplishments?