Monday, December 10, 2012

13.1 miles & a beach recovery

The only problem with running in a half-marathon together is that you have no pictures to show for your efforts (that's not true, they will gladly sell me some rather unattractive ones for around $15). I do have a lovely before shot at 4:30 am when Sherri roused me out of bed.

Race day!

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Celebratory Angkor beer!!!



Sherri found a latte,
An amazing holiday with an amazing lady!





Phu Quoc harbour





Floating sea food market.
The race was great. Definitely a unique experience and one I won't soon forget. The 13 miles didn't exactly fly by but I ended strong and am glad to have done it. I never thought I was a runner and while I still wouldn't claim the title, I do know my body is willing and able.

Sea urchins, tasty.
When we weren't running, Sherri and I took advantage of our lovely hotel swimming pool, had some lovely massages and ate cheap, tasty Cambodian food.

Happy feet....even if they're missing two toenails.
Sunday, after the race, we flew to Saigon for a quick overnight and then to Phu Quoc off the Vietnam coast near Cambodia. Phu Quoc was absolutely stunning. Lovely sandy beaches on the bay with minimal people and more than sunshine than even I could need.

Most of our time was spent swimming, lounging, reading and enjoying the lovely many food options. But we did manage a trip to the south one day for a day of snorkeling (pretty sure Sherri is hooked) and a motorbike ride to the north to lounge at another lovely resort on another lovely beach.
Merry Christmas!

Hard to come back to Lao and even harder to send Sherri home to rainy Washington but it was a lovely holiday and one I won't soon forget.