Uh oh Uh oh Uh oh!!!!! Whats up Blog world?!?!?!?! Don’t lie you know you started singing Boys II Men too!!! You just busted out all of your best 90s dance moves. How do I know??? Because I did the same thing when coming up with the title. This weekend was much needed break for me. A sort of release. What did I do??? I went to Philly… to run a spartan race. How is that relaxing you ask?? I have no idea because nothing about that race was relaxing. It was so much fun though!!! Bridget and I drove there. It what was supposed to be like an one and half hour drive turned into 3 hours because TRAFFIC IN THE CITY SUUUUUUUCKS!!!!!! S.U.C.K.S!!!
We made it to Philly around 9 and the first thing on our mind was: CHEESESTEAKS! We went to South street and drove around for 30 minutes looking for parking. Finally we said “Screw it” and paid 20 bucks to park. We walked for a bit and met up with two of her friends. From there we hit the holy grail of cheese steaks… JIMS. Let me take a minute to break down this place for you. IT.WAS.AMAZING!!! The vibe was out of the world. The service was simple and great and the food… LAWD the food!!! I had a cheesesteak with provolone cheese.
IT.WAS.MAGIC!!!! That cheesesteak gave me all of my life and they played good music the entire time we were there. I grooved while I chewed. Not going to lie… I lost all my cool when 702 came on. Took me back to freshman year at HPU jamming with my girls!!! Anyway after eating and walking around we headed to our hotel because we needed sleep. Oh how we needed sleep. ZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! Sleep didn’t come until after midnight though because Bridget and I turn into 10 year old girls giggling at every little thing. Anything and everything had us in a fit of giggles for what seemed like forever.
SATURDAY SATURDAY SATURDAY!!!!!!
I wake up at the ass crack of dawn because for some reason I thought that I had overslept. I was also really really excited to race because I haven’t raced since June. OH MAH GAH KHRYS IS BACK IN THE GAME!!!!!! Did I train like I was supposed to?? We all know the answer to that: HELL NO!!! I didn’t care though!! I WAS READY TO DO THIS!!! I was also excited because I always run for a reason. This race was dedicated to my Uncle Jeff. He passed not too long ago and I never got to say good bye. I ran because I knew it would make him proud. I also ran for what I always run for: Black Lives Matter. I run for those beautiful black lives that were taken too soon. I push myself because nothing that I go through will equal the pain that they felt. I run for them and will continue to as long as I have breath in my body.
Out of the 20 something obstacles we had, I only failed two!!! The rig and the spear throw. The rig is known to me as long leg hell. Its not very high off of the ground so the minute I get going, my feet drag and my body automatically thinks that its time to stand. Spear throw is known as “F*&$(# you” Everyone… EVERYONE.E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E LOATHES that damn obstacle. You know why??? Because there a 98% chance that you won’t hit the target. Well… I hit the target and then the damn thing fell out of the target. THE HELL?!?!?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!?!?!?! I made everything else though. I ran with two awesome souls. Bridget and Tricia. We laughed a lot. We chatted a lot but most important we had fun and stuck together.
We were going to do a second lap but that heat was brutal and we said “Screw it. Lets go eat” We went to the bar under the stadium and met with all the other Nut job spartans. Bridget and Tricia caught up while Tricias husband Tom and I chatted and had our own sing offs. Thats right we belted out every song that came on over the speakers. We were having our Star Search moment( Do you remember that show?? Host was Ed Mcmann before he went to Publishers Clearing House). We also made up words to 98% of the songs because we didn’t know the words. In our defense though it was songs that NO ONE really knows the words to. I met up with other spartans from Facebook and friends that I have run or partied with at some point since moving here to NYC. One of those people that I ALWAYS love to see is Hershey. HERSHEY IS THE BOMB!!! Hershey is a ray of Latin Sunshine. She is a force all on her own and I love her. She’s an amazing individual with a big heart. She is also that person that can talk you into doing some shit you had no intentions of doing. She got me once last year but I learned my lesson this year. She wasn’t able to pull me into doing lap #2 but I did get a hug. After many drinks, some bacon ranch fries and a few hours of chatting; We all loaded up our things and hobbled to the hotel room where we all took turns taking naps while one of us showered. We laughed and joked a lot. We shared stories, soooo many laughs and just good energy.
We got all dressed up and went out to do what normal adults do: Meet with other adults and have a night of dinner and fun. We were meeting another set of Bridget’s friends later for dinner but we were HONGRY right then. We parked on South Street, got out in all of our cute girly glory and went to Lorenzo’s for pizza. This pizza… was UNREAL!!! It was the biggest slice of pizza I have ever seen in my LIFE!!! It took up 3 plates so me and Bridget split it.
We walked around South Street for a bit and then went downtown to meet up with Bridget’s friends at a restaurant that was farm to table. I forget the name of it but the place was amazing and the drinks were even BETTER. 9p hits and ALL of us are yawning!! 9P y’all. OFFICIAL OLD GEEZERS!!!! Tricia and her husband had to head back to Maryland and Bridget other friends had to head out because they had to be up early the following morning. That left me and Bridget. We went back and forth on “Do we go out?? Yes. Wait.. Im tired and my feet hurt… But we got CUTE for tonight!!! I don’t want to waste my pretty!!!!” Finally we settled on a drink at Del Friscos.” So drinks at Del Friscos ended with us waiting FOREVER for the bartender to take our order and the old white people next to me kept rolling their eyes and giving snooty looks. WHATEVER HEFFA!!! We were there maybe 30 minutes. We paid, grabbed our things and bounced. But first we had to go see what I had been wanting to see since they installed it. We went to see the giant afro pick!!!!! YAAAAAAS!!! Y’all… It was EVERYTHING!!! That giant afro pick with the black power fist for the handle spoke VOLUMES to me. Embrace who you are. Be proud and STRONG and fight!!! Be bold and not ashamed to be different. BE AMAZING!!! Embrace your black baby. Love your black. FIGHT for your black.
By the end of the night my feet WERE SINGING. The were singing in Mystikals voice “BITCH GET OFF ME!!!” Bridget and I grabbed an uber to the hotel, changed to our comfy clothes and then went back down stairs to see if there were any cute guys at our hotel bar. There were NONE so we went back upstairs and crashed. CRASHED!!!
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!!!
We woke up this morning, packed our things, put on comfy clothes and went to do what we do best. EAT!!! We hit up Morning Glory diner and basically ate our weight in waffles, pancakes, biscuits and bacon. NO REGRETS!!! We gave ZERO fucks and enjoyed EVERY BITE that we took. I got the maple bacon waffles and hash brown. Bridget got some kind of egg and pancake special. After breakfast and three cups of coffee were were REVVED and ready to go explore more. We went to do what everyone else does. We went to the Rocky Stairs and ran them!!!! We made it to the very top, did our victory dance and then headed out to the indoor market for FOOD!!!!
I forget the name of the indoor market but its basically just FOOD!!! Booth after booth after booth after booth and they all served food!!! WINNING!!!! Our goal was to make it to Dinic’s. I had the brisket sandwich with provolone , spinach and some kind of broccoli. So we sat next to this lady who seemed nice. My sandwich came out and I was about to take a bite when I heard this lady BELCH!!! She BELCHED y’all!!! The pictures will show you how it happened. I was like “Did this heffa just belch like no one would hear that?!?!?! You just belched like a 50 year old trucker who just finished six pack of beer!!!
That first bite CHANGED MY LIFE!!! God himself made that sandwich!!! SOOOOOO GOOD!!! After demolishing our late lunch, we walked for cupcakes and then headed home.
This weekend was AMAZING!!! I got to see old friends and make new ones. I got to see some of the most gorgeous black men I have ever seen. I ate some of the most amazing foods. I got to share my weekend with three amazing people. I can’t wait to do it all again