If I had my way, I would've been waiting at the end of the line with a sign and a noisemaker shouting for him, but he didn't want me to come with him because he was worried that there wouldn't be other friends and family there (of course there were and of course I was right), and in many situations he has a "drop me off on the corner so my friends don't see me getting a ride" kind of mentality that I have to contend with.
The race was relatively close to home (within walking distance). So we planned to meet outside of the race's congregation area, but when I saw how many friends and family were milling around, waiting for / cheering for their loved ones, I went in to look for him.
Then I found him and (discreetly) held up the "PARABENS!" sign that I had made and took pictures (I win):
He ran the 8-km (about 5-mile) race in 45 minutes! Good for his first race, if I do say so myself. I certainly couldn't run 8 kilometers, let alone in 45 minutes. He also got a little medal for finishing, which he was excited about.
After the race we went to walk around a little plaza close by so he could cool down. There were quite a few people getting their morning jogs on, and there was a man selling coconut juice (well, selling coconuts with juice in them, in true Brazilian style). The coconut guy had set up some plastic chairs around his stand for his patrons. There were 3 girls about our age hanging out in the chairs, except they were totally dressed up in fancy sandals, clubbing clothes, and a ton of makeup, gossiping and drinking coconut juice. We walked around the plaza a couple of times and then bought some coconuts and drank the juice in the chairs, and made fun of the girls for having no plurals ("algumas amiga minha") and for getting dressed up to sit in the plaza at 10:30am on a Sunday morning and suck water out of a coconut with a straw.
Now I'm gonna work on a translation, and we're gonna barbecue at home for lunch. And life is calm and it is good.
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Hahaha, what I love about learning Portuguese is tracking my progress. When I understand and find "algumas amiga minha" funny, I know I'm doing ok :) Tell Alexandre congrats! 8 km in 45 mins is a great time :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, good sign that he's smiling in the picture and not giving you the, "Mom, not heeeere" look :)
ReplyDeleteThat is an excellent time for 5 miles! Good job, Alex!!
ReplyDeleteOh, and very cute and sneaky with the sign :)
hahah! I laughed at your description of your boyfriend. I walked with mine to work one day and then went off in pursuit of coffee. The next day when I went to do that he was all "Can't we just stop on this corner and kiss good bye? Yesterday all my friends were giving me crap about you coming to drop me off." Of course, I got angry and then he apologized. MEN!
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