Party of Five: I did NOT survive the weekend

This weekend, the family and I packed up and headed to Indianapolis for some general fun and merriment. The agenda:

Friday night: Drove to my sister's house to spend the night. We got there pretty late, carted the kids up to bed, then forced Courtney to watch at least the first twenty minutes of Zombieland, in preparation for our race the next day. An epic movie, to be sure.

Saturday morning: Court and I woke up early and left the house at 7:15 and drove to Knightstown, which was the locale for the Zombie run put on by Run For Your Lives. This was a 5k obstacle course race; but not just any obstacle course race, mind you. This one included zombies. That chased you. And tried to kill you. Okay, they didn't really try to kill you, they merely tried to steal one of your three flags that you had strapped on your belt. If you finished the race with at least one flag intact, you survived.

I did NOT survive.

Neither did Courtney.

Both of us got taken out fairly early, I'd say within the first mile. Those zombies were hard-core.

I took some video with Ben's Father's Day present, our new GoPro Hero 2 video camera.

Here's a link to the YouTube video; I got some decent footage, could have been better, but you'll have to excuse some of the videography as I was running from zombies at the time.

The race was nothing short of awesome; Courtney and I had a terrific time, and next year you can be sure I will drag as many people as I can to come with me so that hopefully the zombies will steal their flags instead of mine.

Afterwards, we drove back to Court's house, where Ben and the kids were waiting, and we played in the pool for a while.

Next off we went to visit some friends in Fishers to catch up. They grilled us up a nice dinner, and then the kids and I stayed and hung out while Ben loaded his bike up and headed downtown for the Indy Nite ride, a 20ish mile midnight bike ride through Indianapolis.

Sunday morning, I let Ben sleep in a bit while the rest of us were treated to a lovely homemade breakfast (thanks McGraws! You sure did feed us well!). Then we packed everything up and headed out to the Children's Museum before making the drive home. The museum was fun, the kids enjoyed themselves, but it's one of those things where they start to get tired and cranky and complainy which just gets Ben and I grumpy because why did we spend all this money for you guys to do something cool if you're just gonna cry because it's not your turn to sit in the Lego car, next time we're just gonna leave you in the car while the rest of us do fun stuff or we might just purposely lose you in the mirror maze and no one would really blame us.