When I grow up, I want to work for Brooks. Coolest.Booth.EVER.
Their whole booth was set up like M*A*S*H complete with a cross dressing Klinger! They called themselves B*R*A*S*H - Brooks Running Athlete Support Hospital - Where they were doing Gait analysis and what not... I learned I pronate like a mofo barefooted on my right foot... go figure that's the leg all my nasty ITB issues stem from.
In case you ever needed to know, this is what a happy liver looks like. Kid.you.not.
Spike, Speedy Jess, Her friend and I giving our best running poses for Sunday
All in all it was fab fun; Michelle loved all the free samples of things, (even if she didn't really know what most of it was for) I was overwhelmed by all the runner's porn, B.o.B & Speedy Jess finally arrived and we got to meet the infamous Running Spike.
All my running swag (not to be confused with schwag as I was mistakenly calling it...) While I did not end up buying out the entire Chicago Marathon 2009 ladies line as intended (Holy expensive full price Nike gear Batman!!!) I still made out like a bandit.
After we got cleaned up, we headed over to the Improv for dinner and a show, where the girls enjoyed some adult beverages and I showed the waiter I meant business when I asked for a pitcher...
and the rest is history... Night B*tches. Off to dream about finish lines...