A day after the aforedescribed Ragnar adventures, the fam and I boarded a bus, then a train, then two planes, then met up with my folks in Norfolk, VA, to drive four hours and take a 45-minute ferry to Ocracoke Island, NC.
Talk about planes, trains, and automobiles. We took ’em all–and a boat!
My family met up with my parents, my sister and her family, my sister’s neighbor and her two kids, plus my sister’s mother-in-law and her mom, for a week-long vacation in Ocracoke, an island that’s only half a mile wide and about sixteen miles long. People love going there because you can get off the grid pretty easily if you want to–which was more obligatory for me than voluntary, seeing as how I had zero cell reception. There’s not a whole lot there besides some local shops and restaurants (and pristine, protected beaches), and unfortunately, when we were there, it was hotter here in Chicago. However, it was still plenty warm and humid for some mid-morning runs.
Here are some pics I snapped during my 10-miler on Saturday, before we came back. I ran almost every day on vacation, in part to recover from Ragnar and also in part to prepare for the Chicago Women’s Half Marathon I was planning to run on 6/24, in advance of my training for the NYC marathon, but I only ran with my camera (read: phone) on Saturday.