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The Inaugural Tower of Terror 10 Miler

For years Disney ran the Tower of Terror 13k, but 2009 was the last year for that race. This year they brought it back as a 10 miler. I was giddy with excitement from the moment we registered.

Picking up where I left off…

We loaded our bus and quickly my nerves took over. I wanted my mommy.

Once we arrive to the parking lot of Hollywood Studios, which doubled as the waiting/starting area, my nerves settled down again. It was a huge dance party with 10,500 of my closest Run Disney friends. We even did the Carlton – Fresh Prince, anyone?

It was a warm 84 degrees at 10:30pm and humidity was close to 100%. I was a hot sweaty mess just waiting in our corral. Soon it was go time. The music was pumping, the MC’s were fun and encouraging, and the fireworks flared to signal the start of each corral. It was a magical send off.

We headed towards the highway and I was feeling really good. The first mile was a breeze, but the climb to the highway was a tricky one – going up an on ramp, on an incline. This didn’t make my ankle feel to good, but we pushed on.

Mile two came and went. Mile three I started to slow down. By mile 4 I was starting to doubt everything. I was in a lot of pain. My side/stomach was cramping and my hand was swelling. I had never had my hand swell before, but it was happening to a lot of other racers too. Paramedics on bicycles were giving people tips and tricks to keep the swelling down.

At this point I was struggling to keep a 15 minute pace and was feeling so defeated. We were at the half way point, I could see the signs for mile 5, but I wanted to give up. Alex wouldn’t let me. He talked me through every step, every mile, and up every bridge.

We cried, laughed, and encouraged other that were struggling – there were a lot who were struggling. The heat and humidity were so bad that people were throwing up on the side of the road. Thankfully, Alex and I were not effected like that but it was heartbreaking to see happen to other racers.

I never felt so many emotions in one time span. Nervous, excited, happy, sad, scared, and disappointed. It was a rush! Honestly, despite my struggles to this point the miles seemed to pass rather quickly.

My one fear all along was getting swept. When I decided to give up I forgot to think how upset I would be if I didn’t finish. More so, I didn’t think how disappointed Alex would be. When that realization set in I was a bucket of tears again and it was time to kick it in to gear.

Mile 6 was off-road and down a gravel path which proved a little tricky to navigate in the night. Mentally I was preparing myself for what was about to happen. The RunDisney volunteers were cheering and officials were reminding everyone how far behind the pace we all were.

Mile 7 was as far as we went. A bunch of us joked that we would link arms and keep on going, but race officials made note of our numbers and told us we needed to board the bus. We all fell so far behind pace that they could not let us go any further. I buried my face in Alex’s chest and cried out all the feelings I had been feeling throughout the night. I was devastated that I didn’t finish, and I was crushed that I let Alex down.

Countless people had been pulled off the course before us, but the 40 or so of us that boarded the bus at mile 7 were the last to get pulled off.

It was an emotional ride back to Hollywood Studios and I wasn’t ready to face my failures. The official on board was perky and sweet – I wanted to punch her in the face! Not joking.

We were informed that because we made it to mile 7, Disney’s “Magic Mile” for this race, we would all receive the race medal.

I got off the bus, took my medal from the volunteer that greeted us, and made my was through the finishers tent. I didn’t even want to put on the medal, or take the official pictures (not to mention the picture line was crazy long!).

Alex tried to reassure me that we had done the best we could and I should be proud for taking the risk. I was in tears again, and they were not the happy tears shed by many of the other runners.

We found Alex’s parents and they comforted me while sympathizing at the same time. They were proud of our efforts and accomplishments.

It was well after midnight, we were tired and starving. Bacon cheeseburgers and a beer were all I could focus on. Once we settled down and my stomach was content I was able to see the bright side of things and reflect on lessons learned.

It was a long, emotional night. Looking back I wouldn’t trade it for the world and I wouldn’t have done with anyone else by my side. Alex was a blessing because I know I wasn’t strong enough to make it that far without him.

We posted pictures of us with our medals on Facebook and sent them to family, just commenting on the fact that we got our medals – we got what we came for. It’s still hard for me to swallow that we didn’t cross the finish line.

Posts still to come:
- Lessons, Emotions, and What’s Next
- Dear Alex
- Week 1 of Whole30 / October Unprocessed

Hot Dogs and Scones {Recipe}

Two things that don’t generally go together, but on this particular day, they did!

Last Friday (1/18) Alex and I met his cousin at our favorite hot dog shop in Downtown Melbourne, Fl. Mustard’s Last Stand! It’s a delicious little place for the hot dog fan in everyone!

mustardThe first picture on the left is by their drive through. It’s quite extensive!

With so many options all three of us were able to order something to satisfy our unique cravings.


What we ordered, from top left to bottom right:

– Cattle Dog: hot dog (turkey dog in my case) topped with grilled onions, BBQ sauce, bacon, and cheddar.
– The Cowboy: hot dog and bacon, wrapped in a tortilla, deep-fried, then topped with chili and cheddar.
– Potato chips: sliced and fried for every order!
– Pesto Dog: hot dog topped with pesto, tomato, Parmesan, and Swiss.
– Potato Pancakes: cut and fired for every order. Served with Applesauce and sour cream.


We absolutely love going to Mustard’s. Sitting outside on their patio and people watching is a favorite hobby!

Now, for more deliciousness.

Alex and I found ourselves in a baking mood after our hot dog outing and Cinnamon Scones seemed to fit the bill. Now, I’ll be honest with you guys.  Recipes and pictures are not the first thing that comes to mind when I am in the kitchen. Unfortunately, that means I only have one lousy picture to share with you of the end result. Don’t let the picture deceive your taste buds! I’ll get better at this, I promise!

Cinnamon Pecan Scones

Serves 12
Calories per scone: 290

2 cups all-purpose flour, sifted
1 tablespoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons granulated sugar
5 1/2 tablespoons unsalted butter, chopped, chilled
1 extra large egg beaten
1/2 heavy whipping cream
2 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted

1 cup pecans, finely chopped
1/2 cup brown sugar, packed
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 cup sour cream

Preheat oven for 425 and prepare a baking sheet with parchment paper.

In a small bowl mix flour, baking powder, salt, and the 2 tablespoons of sugar.

Slice the stick of butter into more manageable slices. Then, using your fingers break it apart into small chunks and mix into the flour mixture.

In a small bowl combine the eggs and cream, then add to the flour mixture. Mix everything until just blended together. Sometimes it’s easier to used your fingers.

Place the dough on a lightly floured board and knead for 1 minute. Roll dough into a rectangle that is approximately 8×12 inches.

Brush the dough with the melted butter, be sure to get all the edges too.

Combine and mix all the ingredients for the filling then spread evenly across the dough. Next, you will roll the dough up, jelly roll style. Roll one 12 inch side onto itself so you are left with a roll about 12 inches long. Pinch the seam and corners to make sure they are well sealed.

Cut into 12 one-inch thick slices and place on baking sheet. They don’t need to be in any perfect shape, they still taste good.

Bake for 12-15 minutes until scones are turning golden brown.

ENJOY! They are extra delicious when fresh out of the oven and topped with a little whipped cream.