So I tried to run my 4 miler on the treadmill at the gym after work today. I think it’s officially the worst run I’ve had during this training. I just could not get going, it was stuffy and humid in the gym, I’m still somewhat congested, and even though I thought I had eaten well earlier in the day, all the energy had been completely zapped out of me. I got a little down about this run…not sure why…I guess I just assumed it should have been an easy run. Anyway, I completed the 4 miles in 49 minutes…I guess it wasn’t absolutely horrible timewise, but it just felt like an unproductive run and a complete waste of time.
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Okay, so I thought I’d give it a try. I’m trying to ride as much as possible, but did not check the wind chill this morning. I don’t remember what it was, but it was cold (yes, even cold according to my standards.). I never started sweating, and my face had a few painful spots on it. Had a few moments of scared, there.
I have been running, as well as ranting about the plight of women. I have run 3-3.5 much of this week, to the delight of WunderDawg. She has taken Tucker’s place and is pulling like a true mushing dog. Just wait until we actually go get Tucker. I’m doomed. We are supposed to have 10 inches of snow tomorrow. TEN INCHES! I actually feel like jumping up and down and clapping in antici……………………………………pation. My toes are pretty cold right now, but I’m grateful the cold has arrived. There is only so much chafing one cold-blooded northerner can stand.
Ok, I’ve been under the weather for a couple of days now…can’t seem to shake it off! It’s nothing major, just nasal congestion, stuffy and runny nose (not sure how this happens at the same time), lots of sneezing and sniffling and a few achy bones. I still managed to run my 6 miler yesterday afternoon and I squeezed a 3 miler on the treadmill today during my lunch break. It helped my congestion, but not my runny nose! UGH!
I’m here.
Set my alarm wrong, randomly woke up at 4:37am with just enough time to catch my flight without panic. Arrived in Vegas and called Brother #1 who was just finishing work. Turns out he’s not on the schedule at all for this weekend, so I ditched the rental car, he picked me up and we get to hang out together the whole time. I think my luck is a-changing, gang! Bring on a 5 hour marathon. 
I sat next to a nice couple on the plane who asked me out of the blue if I was heading to Vegas for the marathon. They asked because I look like a runner!!! Sa-WEET! No running today or tomorrow… We’re picking up some sammy’s and heading out to with Seamus (Bro’s puppy) to visit the rock. I left my climbing shoes in Mpls lest the temptation prove too much for me
Having a great time so far! Whee!
How did we end up with a Dutch Asics add on the website (scroll all the way to the bottom)?
Go kick some desert ass, coworker #1!!!
“Marathon fever. Sooner or later it’s gonna get you.” -Joel Homer
“A first marathon is like a first love. You might bumble through it, but you never forget. Nothing you do later will ever be quite as memorable as your initiation, even if its memories are painful.” -Joe Henderson
“You only ever grow as a human being if you’re outside your comfort zone.”
Percy Cerutty
Yuh huh, it really is. Hoorah, peeps. Or peops. I don’t know. So, Toots and I spoke this evening and I wanted to post about my run with G, who has decided she is now half Husky, but there are some other issues at hand that I feel that I should address. Banana, I know you know how important it is to keep shouting this stuff from the rooftops. So, frankly, I will. I’m not afraid, and besides, I do not know who will happen upon our blog, so I feel a responsibility to be loud and aggressive when it comes to possibly saving the lives of women.
Yesterday was the International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women. Read about it here: http://www.un.org/depts/dhl/violence/. You see, this issue is broader than women. It is not always even about women. It’s about men. Once again, MEN RAPE and MEN BEAT AND KILL WOMEN. It’s important to remember that FACT. Here’s a group who is taking action: http://www.cwgl.rutgers.edu/16days/kit07/theme.html . Read it. See what they really mean. Here’s another way to get involved: http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,2215761,00.htm . Yep, I’m going off the deep end in some of your minds. I honestly don’t care. Do you want to eventually be a victim/survivor of something terrible and have the decision of the court come down to what you were wearing/how much you drank/how much sex you’d had before the incident, or do you want shit to change???? I’m opting for change. And I won’t be quiet. And I won’t be nice about it.
Two old white guys thought it was okay to put their arm around me two different times this weekend at REI. What does that say about white male privilege? I’m the lowly shop girl, so they can touch me at will? I’m still pissed, as you can tell. I didn’t say anything to either of them, but I’m damn sure that they both knew that it was not okay for them to touch me at all, let alone put their arm around me. If this is happening to me, what the hell is happening to more passive women in their jobs?!?!?!?!?! Get angry, women, get really f&$#cking angry. For yourselves.
By the way, I will be making Lumpy, our resident tech geek, aware that we are having problems with the site. He’s in Austin tonight, back tomorrow, and on the issue asap, if I have any say about it!!!! Have a good night, all. I’ve got a run in the morning, lunch with a friend, then class. blech. Oh, and GET PISSED OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So we’re less than one week away now. This weekend has been pretty rotten. But shouldn’t complain, I know it could have been much worse. I ended up missing 2 runs and not running for 3 straight days. Not only did I not run- I sat on my butt, watched bad TV and shoveled food into my face while attempting to prevent Sisko from either eating his cast or launching himself off/on the couch. I am not good at being inactive for long periods of time. By the time Saturday rolled around I thought I was going to jump out of my skin… I was literally shaking, I was so tense. I think that officially makes me a nut-job, but whatever. Luckily, Roomie #1 agreed to watch Pegleg while I went for a 3 miler and again today for my 8 miler. The last long run… Physically, it could have felt better, my knees hurt and I felt sluggish. But it was a gorgeous day and it was one of those times when I was doing exactly what I wanted to be doing. Ya know? Pretty great.
Sir Limpsalot goes in for surgery tomorrow morning. They will pin and/or plate the 3 toes that he broke since 2 of them are weight-bearing. I’m not really sure what’s going to happen after, cause although I spent a cumulative 4 hours at the Vet on Friday, they were so disorganized that I couldn’t get a straight answer about anything. I’m still working on where to board him while I’m in Vegas for the marathon. He’s going to need almost constant supervision since he will not have a cast and cannot be allowed to run or jump. For those of you who have met my dog, I know you are enjoying a good laugh right now. At least I’ve decided not to worry about money. I’m spending so much on the surgery that any boarding costs seem paltry in comparison… Lumpy- might be a little late for this, but I’d like some info on that pet insurance program you mentioned!
Banana ran a 4 miler with me today! Well, considering it’s past 1 am that was actually yesterday. She did great even though she thought it was too cold (44F - she’s definitely been in Florida too long). It was a brisk (ok, it felt like 37F with the windchill factor) morning run, hardly any traffic of any kind at all - I think everyone was out “celebrating” Black Friday. Anyway, it was Banana’s longest run yet…GO BANANA!!! (No, not go bananas! Well, if you must….)
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