Wednesday, July 30, 2008
*Sigh* My sister and I were trying to put a team together for The Rock Run in Nantucket, MA this Saturday. 50 miles of relay craziness along the beach - what could be fun-ner? Anyway, after we started picking up extra relay legs for family members who had travel or other conflicts, it came down to she and I running about 20 miles each, with her husband helping out with one of the legs. I don't think we would have had legs left after those race le-e-e-gs.
So, I'm a little disappointed we won't be able to field a team. I'm sure we'll get some running on the beach in, but it's a lot more fun when you're 'racing' lifeguards and finishing with a bonfire, beer, and race stories!
So, a couple of hours later and I am prepared to whine (and wine). Then I read this guy's blog. He's biking from Denver to Milwaukee. And he's raising money for the local Humane Society. And he's on day two. And I'm a wuss if I whine about almost6 miles in the heat after reading that.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
This is what I was fantasizing about around mile 9 in the major heat and humidity this morning. Or something like this. As soon as the sun came out, I was getting weary, and after 12 miles, I hit the new juice bar/smoothie place. Unfortunately, they ask WAY too many questions after a training run like that - protein what, infusion huh? All I wanted was a berry freezy thingy. And it was good (except for the brain freeze).
No races this weekend - just long slow distance. Not much fun, but at least the pics are un-uglier.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Luckily, unlike Ms. Spears, I remember to wear something under my skirt in these situations:
But I was glad I just got "tripped" and "pic'd" by the chupacabra-paparazzi. My friend, Pete, sustained this chupacabra BITE!
Actually, when scouting the course during the day, he caught a branch to the head, earning him 14 stitches. Yet he still ran the race Friday night. The call of Los Chupacabras is strong...
**thanks to Chris McAllister for the pics!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
So, I decided to run this 10k NIGHT TRAIL run. The distance wasn't beyond me, but running at night, in the middle of the woods, on a trail, is not my style and probably was not so prudent. But, what the hey, I have health insurance now, so I'm pretty sure they'll have to fix me.
It was fun - 9 pm start at McAllister Park - a lot of trail troll types who only come out for these crazy races. I felt a bit over-geared for me and under-geared compared with them in a water belt, race skirt, headlamp, and road shoes. Some of them were so geared out, I was having to double-check the distance of the run. I would have appreciated a better headlamp and some trail shoes, though.
This was a tough run - DARK and technical trails (meaning serious inclines/declines, roots, rocks, wildlife, and narrow ruts) - as you ran, there were calls back of "roots," "branch," and "piedras." Somewhere after two miles, I lost all depth perception and it was hard to tell the character of the upcoming surface. This is where trail shoes are nice - my feet and ankles are sore from navigating rocks, limbs, and other trail debris, but thankfully no twists or sprains.
I didn't bite it until around mile 3, when a chupacabra tripped me. Really, I was nimbly tiptoeing around rocks and other obstacles and, out of nowhere, I was going down. As I was falling, I put out my hands and flashed to a running buddy of mine who fell in June, braced himself with his hands, and received a blue cast on his broken wrist for the effort. So, I somehow wrapped my arms, tucked, and rolled into a PLF (parachute landing fall - guess that military training DOES come in handy) and crashed on my hip/butt. So, little scrapes, no big deal, and ran the rest with only almost-falls.
Here's the injury as of that night -
Actually, that's just the knee boo-boo - and that's not a tan line or hairy ankles on the right foot - that is the layer of dirt that was all over me after the run. So, not the fastest run, but in the disorienting dark, after a fall, with obstacles, on a trail, I finished the 6.2 miles in 1:19. Not great, but not bad.
After a coupla beers and a veggie burger around 11:30-midnight, I headed home to grab a 4 or so hours of sleep before the women's run, thinking I had done pretty well with the fall. Unfortunately, I woke up around 3ish in major pain with a veggie burger doing backflips in my stomach. I went back to sleep with frozen peas on my hip and you'll have to read the rest of the story after I take a nap and get the women's run pics from the next day.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
yeah, that's how we pros do it. But, really, I think it's heart healthy, and I have a craving for the fish tacos this place serves. I will call it an early night, though, since the Chupacabra 10k madness is tomorrow evening!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
I made it, though, and saved myself a whopping 1/4 gallon of gas. Upon arriving home, I kicked Gwen out of the kiddie pool and cooled off. No pictures - it just would have been too ugly.
Speaking of bad ideas and ugly, at 9 pm this Friday, I will attempt Los Chupacabras de la noche 10k trail run. Here is the prerace report from buddy and sometimes dog-sitter, Jenna:
"Two Fridays ago, Bill (race director) and 4 other guys ran the course & one of them sprained his ankle. This Friday, 5 guys running the course & Pete whacked a branch with his head & got 14 stitches. This is a 20% injury rate, which means statistically that of 80 participants registered, there will be 16 (or more since it’ll be dark this time) people hurt themselves. I plan on only jog/walking this course. But it’ll be fun fun fun!"
Yeah, it's all fun and games until someone gets a stick in the eye. I'll definitely get a pic of that one!
Friday, July 11, 2008
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Gwen the Pitoodle: "SRSLY Y R WE RUNNIN WHEN THAR R NO KITTEHS 2 CHASE?" Translation: http://speaklolcat.com/
Okay, she's not so ugly. But she has gotten into a bad habit of licking frogs in the yard at night. If that makes her run faster, I may try it, too, but I'm pretty sure it won't work. http://www.eopoint.com/wiki/index.php/Froglicking
So far, it just makes her wipe her tongue with muddy paws and bury her head in the (kiddie) pool and blow bubbles - but then, I've been like that after many races (and some weekends).
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
smaller. Brilliant! I'll get the hang of this yet.
No races this weekend, since I'm running Friday and Saturday races next weekend (dumb dumb dumb). However, I did promise some news on my nemesises (nemeses?). These are really, really fast women whom I have no hope of ever catching, much less beating, but sometimes I pretend.
Nemesis #1 - Andrea. She's fast - really fast. She wins just about everything up to the half marathon. She has no body fat. And now, she has this (scary?!) tattoo. I think imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but I don't want to totally copy her, just the idea. So she has muscle and steel - I'm going to have a bunch of fat and cellulite tattooed to my thigh. I think it'll make me run much faster.Hold you breath for a post of THAT tattoo!!
Tonight: venerable zoo run (2 miles in the greenhouse-like weather)
Monday, July 7, 2008