March 2, 2015

SE Trail Series training (with a shot of Flaming Lips and crazy)

Today is the start of our Resolute Running training for the Southeastern Trail Series. If you live in or near Alabama and this is new to you, here's a tiny intro. This series is designed to take you from a 10K to 50K over the course of seven months, and our training group will guide people through who are taking their first stab at a 50K (or 25K, if you opt for the short series route).

A tiny taste of some of the most fun terrain at Oak Mtn. 

But let me tell you something, even if you've already taken the 50K road, this series has something to challenge you. First, you have a 50K/12-hour option in the second month of the series. So boom, already challenged. Second, there is a stage race that covers three different Birmingham trails over the course of three days and 50+ miles. And if that wasn't enough for you endurance junkies, racing month after month is a serious test of your strength, especially those summer races. I'm looking at you, Hotter n' Hell. I love it so much that I'm in for year three of this series!

Wondering why I am crazy enough to sign on for my third year in a row.

Ready to take on the challenge with me? Click here for more info. Along with getting an additional 20% off the series price, when you join the training team, you'll get perks like a team discount at Mtn High Outfitters and Sweat &  Gears Cycling, group TRX training, monthly course preview runs, team swag, and more. 

Can't commit to the whole series? No problem. Sign up for training for individual races and still get a 15% discount on those race fees. Feel free to contact me with any questions at yomommaruns@gmail.com.

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So not only are we starting that fun, but I have kicked my own training into high gear. First, there was that cruise where I did very little exercising, unless you count the laps to the buffet. Then there was the week that my friend came to visit, and I again let exercise slide in favor of having fun. But we set a personal fun record. Or a PFR. 

Best part of my friend week was going to see The Flaming Lips, who I had a music crush on in high school.

It was my first time seeing them live, and I was completely mesmerized by the whole show: the strings of lights, Wayne in a bubble that rolled all the way across the crowd, the confetti...oh, and the music. 




No words for what happened above, except, yes, he did have silver pants with a neon fuzz-ball crotch guard. And, yes, he did roll to a stop right beside my spot in the back of the concert and sang me a song.




And once the magic ended, it looked like my house at the end of summer break. Turns out that my kids act like Flaming Lips concert goers and throw their crap wherever and expect someone else to clean it up. Adorable, hilarious hellions.


But now that all the fun and confetti storms are over, I am ready to get serious about some fitness. Especially since I made the crazy declaration to run the trail series AGAIN, and I signed up for another dream race, Lookout Mountain 50 in December. Plus, I am trying to fully kill myself by running Race Against the Sun again this summer. 

Their disclaimer is the best. See below. Get out your bifocals, kids. 


So even though last month I slacked majorly, my new training plan is printed and now hanging beside my bed so that I am forced to stare at it and make it happen every day


Also last week I did a possibly dumb thing that I may or may not regret. That means if I get injured I will regret it -- otherwise I will feel awesome about it. I was just tired of feeling super out of shape, so in one week, I more than doubled my total mileage for the rest of the month. I had run about 38 miles total for February as of last Sunday, and I ended the month with 80.5. Just to prove to myself that I could do it. Most of the days I pulled a double, doing two shorter runs, one in the morning and one at night. And my feet feel fine. So take that, previously lazy self. 

But no more possibly-dumb-idea turbo weeks in the foreseeable future, just sticking to the plan, which should get me up to over 100 miles for the month, and I haven't seen numbers like that since November. I'm happy to finally have my running match my eating levels. 

So what are your major goals for the year? 

Anyone planning all the way to December? I went from having no plans for the whole year last month to now having a completely full race calendar all the way to February of next year. I guess those couple of months off of running really gave me confidence or made me forget the pain.

One band that you are dying to see live? Die Antwoord and The Pixies are coming to Birmingham soon, and I am going to try and sneak out of the house for both of those.  

February 26, 2015

I may never run again

After this weekend's boss-ness at Mercedes Marathon, I'm rethinking this whole running thing. Sure those long distance runners have the resting heart rate of 15 and have developed the I-don't-care-edness to pee in any yard or park no matter who is present, but until you have experienced the joy of dancing for six hours while super fit (and possibly miserable because, you know, running is hard) people run past you, do not become completely converted to marathoning. 

In case you aren't following (I'm almost not following myself most of the time), instead of running the Mercedes Marathon on Sunday, I volunteered at the BUTS (Birmingham Ultra Trail Society) cheer station. Yes, a cheer station is an official designation at Mercedes Marathon. Instead of water and gels, we provide jazz hands and an occasional high kick.


My friend Tanya did the running this Sunday, and here's what she had to say about it

Tanya: You're not running, i.e. developing buns as hard and hot as copper pots?

Lisa: Why would I run when watching you suffer is just as fun?!!!

Also, it rained.


Hopefully these runners emptied out their Body Glide containers to help prevent the rain chafe, which is superior to oops-I-peed-a-little chafe because it covers a larger region. 

Best rain hats ever. Triple bonus if they ran in them.

Then there are the over-achievers. The whole reason I want to run ultras is so that the only 6 I see at the beginning of a run is a 6-pack of Hammer gels. Oh, and a 6-pack of whoop a**, amiright.


But you can wear a costume while running marathons, so that swings me slightly back over to favoring running again.


But wait, you can also wear a costume while dance-cheering, so back to even on which is better. 

I stole this mask from my five year old. Photo by awesome friends.

But this year was another first for me. I could stand calmly at the Mercedes start line without feeling the uncontrollable need to pee, do other bathroom business (right, I mean poop), and vomit simultaneously. 

I got to leisurely walk around and try and find people I knew. Or didn't know. Like the Oiselle runner, who I don't know but forced her into this selfie -- because Oiselle!


And I got to be at the front line (instead of way back) to catch moments like this. 


And this. Normally I never see these people in a race, unless they are lapping me. 


And after the swoosh of the start, I got to walk around a quiet, traffic-free downtown Birmingham and ponder the difference between that Sunday (see below) and the Sunday that I was living. 


Isn't it funny how you can almost instantly go from amazed to excited to grateful to somber to crazy robot arm? Because I immediately went from pondering to the BUTS cheer station.

Photos by another awesome friend.

Also in case you read the last post, you know that I was planning to pace the last six miles of my friend's marathon. Well, my runner ended up dropping down to the half. She wasn't feeling the speed, the day, the course, her feet. You name it. So she pulled the plug. In marathoning, you live to run another day and learn the most from the days that are the most annoying. I think she felt like that was a cruddy outcome, but I know she'll be back even feistier now because of it.  So she did not waste her time Sunday. Valuable lessons to be had!

Lady BUTS baller relay team, of which I am an unofficial member.

In case you didn't catch all of the randomness above, let me summarize.

Pros of marathon running:

  • endorphins
  • tight glutes
  • possible costumes
  • runner camaraderie
  • snacks


Cons of marathon running:

  • business chafing
  • whole body chafing
  • peeing in strangers' yards
  • desire to cry after 26 miles
  • shorter distance runners eat all the snacks while you are still running


in contrast with


Pros of cheer stationing: 

  • friends will not cheer faster than you, leaving you to cheer alone (can happen in running)
  • tight lats from the running man and Roger Rabbit
  • possible costumes
  • runners not hating life as much because you did the Roger Rabbit and they were amused
  • snacks available at any moment and less likely to choke because no eating while running


Cons of cheer stationing:

  • slightly sore feet the day after (I know you ran a marathon and everything, but my feet hurt from gangnum styling)
  • sore delts from vigorous windmill arms
  • need to wash hands after high-fiving everyone regardless of hand/glove condition (soggy high fives are the worst)
  • it's not running
  • desire to cry when your friends run through the station and you are proud of them

So not a definite clear winner, but I can't imagine having any more fun than I did cheering all of the Mercedes runners through to the end of their race. So if you find me wearing yellow rain boots and a Nacho Libre mask next year at Mercedes, you'll know that I chose cheer stationing over actual running for the second year in a row. And am probably pretty darn happy about it!

February 21, 2015

Best time of the year: Mercedes Marathon weekend

Welcome to one of my favorite weekends of the year here in Birmingham: Mercedes Marathon weekend! Even though I'm volunteering more than I'm running this weekend, there is no shortage of fun in just being near the event.

Before I had decided whether or not to run the race this year, a friend approached me about pacing her for six miles during her Boston qualifying attempt. Not just any miles, the final six miles. All of you marathoners out there know these miles are where the wheels can fall off, so I am prepping myself to give lots of straight talk tomorrow. Or zero straight talk and lots of pep talk. All dependent on the situation of course. Since I know she won't have time to read this and freak herself out by whatever I write here, I will lay down a little straight talk here. If she is on track for her goal but psyching herself out, I plan to be a little mean and do my best to force her to push and run in a way that will most likely be very uncomfortable at the end of that many miles. But if she is off on her goal and discouraged, I will be nice and encouraging. So basically, if she read this and then thought I was being too nice during my pacing job tomorrow, she might freak out that she isn't hitting her goal. It's weird how our brains tend to shut off after so many miles of hard racing, and you really can't trust normal functions like instinct and basic math skills. All out the window at that point of exhaustion.

Today was the day of the superhero 5K and kids' marathon for Mercedes. We have one child who is now too old for the kids' race, and I am crying inside about it. I probably should have pushed more for her to run the 5K, but honestly, I knew that we were doing so many other things at the race, that one added event might push us over the edge. Or at least push my husband's running tolerance over the edge.

Our friends ran and had a blast dressing up in their capes and running together as a family.

Team Knight running the superhero 5K. 

Instead of running the 5K, Bella made an excellent cheer team partner, when she wasn't getting blown off her feet (literally) by the wind. That wind did not mess around. Debris was constantly hitting us in the face, and gloves, hats, and spit were flying everywhere.

Losing my voice and wondering why I bothered to brush my hair.

Getting Wizard of Oz windy out there. 

Enoch kept his run casual with jeans and no socks. And possibly an untied shoe.


Enoch on the run.

The kindergartners were the only group that I worried about. In years past, they have allowed parents to run with them, but this year, they had them run without parents, with the option for all parents to run with children of all ages at the end. With the crazy rough wind that was literally knocking kids down, some of them were scared and not sure why their parents thought this was a good idea.

Kindergarteners start their race.

My kids seemed pretty happy running by me, so I let them move along without me. But a little kid at the very end of the pack, who seemed confused and scared, saw me and walked up to me for help. I held his hand and ran him to the finish chute, crying the whole way (by him, not me:)). While I was with him, I saw my own child get knocked over by the wind and start crying, so at one point I was sandwiched between two kindergarteners crying their eyes out. It was both funny and sad.

Ezra on the run. My not-sad kindergartener.

So if anyone on earth cares what I think, please let parents run with the kindergarteners again. They need more guidance on their first year of this event. 

After the kids' race, I headed over to Boutwell Auditorium for the marathon expo, where I got to talk to all the people all day about trail running and Birmingham Ultra Trail Society! Pretty much this was my equivalent of a perfect day. 


And I got to visit my favorite sock booth: Swiftwick! I have worn the same Swiftwick compression socks for four years, and they still maintain their compression. And I have tried my hardest to wear those suckers out! So I finally decided to get another pair today. Unfortunately, they were out of my size in the color I wanted at the end of the expo, so I hopped online and found them. I have been dreaming about this color since I saw them in Savannah last year. 


So best weekend ever has one more day left, and then back to regular life around here. But regular life is getting really fun too. 

Some things that I currently have on tap:

1) Getting prepped to lead the Resolute Running training program for this year's Southeastern Trail Series. We are offering great discounts when you combine coaching and the trail series registration! Having run this series two years in a row, I can tell you that you will know (not just feel!) that you have tested your limits and won a battle. Plus runners in this training group will have their own VIP tent at the races, pre-race course preview runs, extra swag, and more.

2) Also looking forward to The Women's Trail Summit, coming up on my birthday weekend, April 17-19. Basically this will be the best slumber party that ever happened to you. We'll be running, eating, doing yoga, workshopping, and stand-up paddling. Plus we are giving away door prizes, one of which is an entry into the entire Southeastern Trail Series, plus the training package to go with it (see number 1!). 

3) And we just started planning our next epic summer adventure. This time we are road tripping with kiddos to Los Angeles and then up to Portland and Seattle. This summer is looking awesome!

What is your next epic adventure?

Name your favorite race weekend. Is it in your hometown or somewhere you visit?

Which socks are your favorite? Do you buy colored socks or black? 

February 13, 2015

Norwegian Dawn review: does eating count as exercise?

We did it, dream come true. We went on a 7-day cruise all by ourselves. Some people might get lonely without their small people, but we managed to forget that our four kids existed for a few minutes in there. And the rest of the time I spent having small panic attacks that they were all dying simultaneously. Which, BTW, did not happen, thankfully. (Thanks, Aria!!)

Because I felt like I had zero clue what I was getting into on a cruise this long and with this cruise line, I want to let the e-people (you!) know how it went. 

New Orleans Port: So it turns out that New Orleans has a port that I didn't know about until a few weeks ago. I was pretty sure that all cruises, at least the ones I had heard of, left from Florida or Alaska. New Orleans was super convenient for us because it's only five hours from Birmingham, close enough to wake up the morning of boarding and head down and make it in plenty of time. 

We even had time to stop and get a peanut butter burger at my restaurant, Yo Mama's.


Your best bet is to not be the first customer of the day at 11:05 like we were. 


And after a month of clean eating, this burger pretty much erased any healthy eating during that time and for the next ten years. 


Piles of peanut butter and bacon.

Having never been to New Orleans, I was surprised by the smell. It was not pleasant in the French Quarters. I'm sure it gets less noticeable the longer you are there (does it?!!). But the coolness factor of bands lining the streets will lure me back, smelliness be damned.

The ship: We were first timers for this cruise line (and my husband's first cruise ever), so when we boarded, we had to go in the newbie line, which looked to me like it was shorter than the returning customer line. Either way, we were out of there quickly. 

We took all of our bags with us in line instead of checking them, and it was not difficult. We each packed a carry-on roller bag, and my husband carried a backpack. So it took a small amount of extra energy, but I liked taking my bag on myself because then we got to take it to our room right away. Everyone else got their bags later that evening.  


I am usually all about the cheapest cave of a room, but my husband was afraid of getting seasick in those options. So we went for a package deal that gave perks for upgrading your room, plus would offer sunlight (my vampire-ness does not require such). We gambled by reserving the cheapest room we could that gave us the bonus perks but left it open for them to choose our room, crossing our fingers for an upgrade that can sometimes happen when you let them choose. Instead of the obstructed porthole room that we paid for, we got upgraded to this picture window room. Who's watching the sunset from their 12-square-feet room hugged up to their towel monkey now, suckers?! We were legit excited to get a window, but it also just made me dream about the step up: the coveted private balcony. One day. 

And that towel monkey is not a joke. I almost hit the floor when I walked in one night to this hanging from the ceiling. Someone should tell them that unexpected things hanging from the ceiling lean towards more scary than cute.


Other than that window, the best part of this boat was the library, which I was not expecting. To watch a nerd discover an unexpected library must be like watching a 13-year-old meet Justin Bieber backstage. Some tears, some gasps of astonishment, and some bodyguards asking you not to get so close to the goods. You should have seen what happened when we found the crossword puzzles by the exit. 


And here are our selections. We both read The Bedwetter because we were in the mood to be mentally lazier than Gladwell wanted us to be. I learned that I like Sarah Silverman humor these days, despite thinking that I didn't before starting the book. 


The only other cruise line I've been on before this is Carnival, and compared to that, Norwegian was slightly more modern and less Vegas-y feeling. Some decorations were definitely still cheesy cruise themed, but there was some tasteful stuff mixed in. 

Some type of art hanging behind us. Five minutes into the cruise,
this is the point where my husband wonders if we will ever stop taking pictures. 

Food: Of course there were a million options. Even though I planned to eat like crap the entire time, there were actually tons of healthy options that tasted great. 


My favorites were the made-to-order omelets for breakfast, tons of seafood choices, spinach-packed veggie lasagna, and the fresh fruit. 

I was a little disappointed with the desserts because my most-favorite-in-the-world lava cake was not very well made on the first day. So I avoided it the whole cruise until the last day, and when I tried it again, it was perfect. So either my standards lowered (possible), or someone messed it up on the first day. But I was seriously sad that I had not been ordering it every day. 

Most days we ate a late breakfast and then a light lunch or skipped it so that we could pound a giant supper. Norwegian has freestyle dining, meaning that you can eat wherever, whenever. They also have some restaurants that you can use for an extra fee, but we never did. There was so much at the no-added-fee restaurants that we were not even tempted. Almost every night, we ate in the Venetian, which is decorated just like my mom's house and doesn't allow you to wear shorts. Upscale, y'all. But someone told us that it had the same menu every day as Aqua, the other main restaurant, but you could wear shorts at Aqua. I preferred the Venetian because the service seemed to be better, and I sort of liked showering and getting dressed up to eat after a long day of kicking up sand.  

Exercise: I went in expecting lots of gluttony, but the ship's gym was better than I thought it would be. They had a little bit of every type of equipment, and they offered classes every day. 


I took advantage of their free step test. Love these things! Currently, it looks like I have one ideal foot and one supinator (which means it rolls out instead of in). So if you see a crooked runner leaning to the right going down the trail, that's me!



I did one class on the first day, and I hit up the treadmill twice and the rower once. But other than that, I counted swimming, snorkeling, walk-exploring ports, and late-night robot dance moves as my exercise. Also we were on the 5th floor of the ship, and a lot of activities were on the 12th floor. So I would race Amory up the stairs. In this scenario, race means that he took the elevator, and I tried to beat him up. It was actually pretty tiring, and if I had one, I would have broken out my inhaler after each of those races. I think I won about 50% of the time. If Amory's not reading this, I'll go with 95%. 

Ship entertainment: The main shows for the ship were singing/dancing shows, magic shows, comedy shows (my fave), and an acrobat show (my second fave). They each had their own night, and then they did a giant combo night, minus the comedians.

The comedy show was an improv group from The Second City, that famous place where all the Saturday Night Live comedians are born, not literally. Their best show was their adults-only show, which really wasn't too crazy adult, but they said it's one of their best because they're not afraid to say things without self censoring. I can see that being important for an improv group. They were all really smart and funny and just a cool group of folks. So thumbs up all around for this comedy group!

Every day, the schedule was packed with things to do. My favorite was the ambiguous "Cruisers with Various Interests Meet-up." Nothing like a lack of specificity to bring a crowd together. I unfortunately did not attend one of these events but should have. Really regretting that decision as I type this. Other than that, there were towel folding demos, spa demos, excursion info sessions, art auctions, karaoke, dance nights, singers in every corner, bingo, group games, and more. It was exhausting just looking at the schedule.

We of course did karaoke every night because that's my jam. By the final night of karaoke, it was a real party in there, with everyone singing and dancing along. That is the best kind of karaoke. Nothing is worse than crickets and tumbleweed while you karaoke.

The surprising thing that we got into was the art auctioning. We love art, and it was just fun to be in the auction environment combined with staring at art. And they had giveaways! We won a free piece of art from one of the raffles. You could choose from a specific set of prints, and we picked a Tarkay tree painting, similar to the one below. They do charge you $35 to ship it to your home, but I liked it anyway so it was worth it to me.


Fuzzy art winners!

Below was my favorite piece from the event -- by Krasnyansky, a Russian artist who painted all the people walking away as a symbol of walking away from communism. Love the theme, love that it's Russian, and love the colors. But I didn't bid on it. We were already too big money by going on a cruise in the first place, so we weren't looking to collect art while we were out there.


Next up for us was the sushi making demo, which taught us a few things. The coolest of which was the idea to wrap your sushi roller (you know, that little mat) in plastic wrap before you start to make sure the rice doesn't stick. So smart!


Not an official item on the daily schedule, but another of our favorite activities was looking at all the pictures they took on board and finding hilarious ones. Like this. 

Just so happy on the calm seas.

We also thought it would be a funny joke to actually buy some pictures of people who we met on the boat and just casually mention to them that we liked their pictures so we bought one. Of course that would require actually dishing out $20 for a joke, and we weren't ready for that kind of commitment. But just the idea was good enough to crack ourselves up. Side note: the combination of cruising with no kids, watching The Second City improv, and reading Sarah Silverman's The Bedwetter made us think that we were comedians for a week.

Wardrobe: There was a chance of rain during the whole week of cruising, so we packed a jacket and crossed our fingers for good weather. We got lucky that the only day it rained was our first day at sea. The rest of the trip was gorgeous perfectness of weather!

I actually purchased a few things for the trip so that I could multipurpose and fit more in my suitcase. The Toms below are one of the multipurpose items because I wore them with casual outfits and with dresses. Last time I wrote about Toms on this blog it was to swear that I would never buy them again, but I found these and loved the color. Plus they were comfortable. Toms could still work on the quality because I expect these to last for about a month of walking on concrete. After a week of walking on plush cruise-ship carpet, they were already starting to fray on the bottom. 


And I finally gave in to purchasing some Chacos for this trip so that I didn't lose my shoes in the ocean. I opted for the toe strap version, but halfway through the trip, I just started not looping my big toe in there because it kind of hurt when walking a long way. Probably need to just figure out the adjustment. 

Chacos on my feet instead of at the bottom of the gulf. 

I also brought five dresses because I wanted to dress up for dinner at night -- some of the dresses were more casual than others, and I brought something to wear for the white party night. Give me a theme night, and I'm all in. And I packed two swim suits so that one could dry while I wore the other one. 

The one thing I forgot: my zip-off pants that I bought back in 1999. Yes, I still have them. No, no one can make me get rid of them. Kind of like my Birkenstocks. 

The smart person. 

Ports: Going into the trip, we only planned one excursion for our last stop at Costa Maya. There were some ruins there that I really wanted to see, and I found a tour group that got great online reviews. Otherwise, we just wanted to be cheap and explore on our own. 

First stop: Cozumel, Mexico. Our cheap plan worked there. We walked around, connected to wifi at the Starbucks to make sure our kids were still alive, saw hundreds of iguanas just chillin', and found a great little restaurant by the beach for hanging out and getting in the water.

See the iguanas?

View from the restaurant on the beach.

Cozumel gets a thumbs up for being able to explore it easily on your own. Make sure to wear sunscreen. We forgot that our pasty winter skin was not quite ready for the Mexican sunshine. 

Second stop: Belize. I wish I had better things to say about this port, but we did not love it. Our original plan was to spend this day snorkeling, but Amory felt kind of sick (too much sun for his banker skin?) and wasn't up for spending hours in the sun. We thought that we could just explore and find a massage place to spend the day relaxing. We quickly ruled out exploring because once we stepped outside of the port gates, people continually followed us trying to sell their services. Back at the port, we could only find one massage place, and it just seemed a little dirty and hot and overall sketch. On to Plan C, food. We went to a restaurant to use the wifi and grab lunch and got the worst service I may have ever received in my life. So, it was still not looking good. The only thing we liked at this port was the fresh coconut juice stand. So there was one win!


If you are going to this port, plan an excursion or stay on the boat. 

Third stop: Roatan, Honduras. Because of the not-so-happy previous port stop, we decided to buy into one of the cruise line's excursions for Roatan. We looked it over and picked a beach/snorkeling excursion. 

Roatan's port from the boat.

Going with the cruise excursion was crowded but super efficient. They obviously had this down. We went to Tabyana Beach. The shore was crowded, but there were plenty of chairs for lounging. There was a storm the night before that blew up lots of seaweed and trash onto the shore. We snorkeled less than we thought we would because you had to snorkel through trash and seaweed to get anywhere. But I did see some beautiful fish once I got past the trash. They said that this was unusual for the beach, but I have no clue. At one point I thought I cut my arm on something, but there was no scratch. Someone told me that the seaweed could sometimes sting you, which is how it felt. I got out of the water, and my arm was stinging for a couple of hours. But it wasn't enough to ruin the day of amazing weather and relaxing.


They also fed us a lunch of bbq chicken, rice and beans, fresh fruit, drinks and more. I wasn't expecting much, but it was really delicious. And the few shops at the beach were no-pressure sales, which was refreshing after the last two ports. There were merchants hanging out on the beach trying to sell things too, but Tabyana beach had a guard keeping them at bay. Overall thumbs up for this excursion. Of course, I wish that the water had been clearer for snorkeling, but at least it wasn't raining while we were there. 

Fourth stop: Costa Maya, Mexico. My favorite, but could easily have been in the bottom if we hadn't taken an excursion. This whole city was built just for the port, so there is not much around it. 

But the Native Choice Tours excursion to Dzibanche that we planned for the day was like a dream come true for me. 

They still allow you to climb on the ruins at Dzibanche.

The following is my review on Trip Advisor. 

We were a little nervous going into this tour because it was the longest excursion we could have chosen with the shortest port time, but it was definitely worth it! The office was very easy to find based on the email instructions we received. Check-in was well organized, and the vans we took were in good operating condition. We had eight people on our tour to Dzibanche. It is not one of the most popular tours (again, I think because of the two-hour drive there), but none of us were disappointed. When people ask me what the best part of my seven-day cruise was, this tour is my first answer. 

Exploring the top of a temple.

Joel was an amazing tour guide, who gave us a vivid picture of the Mayan history and culture, as well as giving us more background on the history of Costa Maya. The ruins were much larger than I thought they would be -- meaning after the first site, we walked over to another and another. I thought we were going to see one uncovered temple, but it turns out that it is an entire village they are unearthing there. And we got to see some of the excavation in process. 

Current excavation on the left. This one still has trees on it that they haven't taken away yet.

Joel pointed out several other locations that looked like hills in the distance but are actually temples yet to be uncovered, so this site will keep growing as they slowly uncover this hidden treasures. The site itself is quiet, uncrowded (we were the only ones there other than the workers), interesting, and beautiful. It almost feels like you are an explorer discovering it for the first time, and they still allow you to walk up the ruins at this site. Joel provided lunch of sandwiches, chips, granola bars, and drinks on the way back. Throughout the entire tour, Joel was very open to answering our group's MANY questions, and he was very conscious of leaving in time to get back on time. 

Joel, the awesomest tour guide ever. 

They dropped us off right at the port. Perfect day, amazing site, and the perfect guide!

And not mentioned in the above review was the fact that Joel was also a monkey whisperer. He would call to the monkeys, and they would call back. So not only was this an amazing ruins exploration, but we got a side monkey tour. 
 
Amory recording the monkeys.

Overall: For being one of the cheapest cruises available, I was surprised by the overall quality of the ship, food, and entertainment. Yes, we were one of the "young" couples on the cruise, but that didn't bother us at all. We met some cool people, entertained ourselves with inside jokes, and had fun exploring the ports. The sea was most choppy going out of and into the Mississippi River. Otherwise, it was smooth sailing. And despite our fears, Amory did not get sea sick at all!! So wins all around for this cruise. We are now starting a savings fund to take all of the kids back with us.