8 weeks until we wreak havoc upon Monterrey. Sally Syclone, Tornado Toots, Landslides Lumpy and Larry, Wiz le Whiteout, and The Pita Plague reunited (and it feels so gooooood…) outside of the U.S. borders. I sense trubble. Tomfoolery. Hijinx. Many, many shenanigans. Never leave out the shenanigans. They’re usually the best part.
I’ve been warned by all of my medical professionals NOT TO DRINK THE WATER!!!!! Toots, please address this issue for the non-Mexican gente, por favor.
Trail run today=wheeeeeee! I’m hoping for more of the same tomorrow. We’re doing an 8 week between marathons training plan that seems pretty easy, so I’m going to have as much fun out on trail as I can. We’ll still get in a 20 miler, but it’s really low mileage. Should be comfortable.
ONWARD AND SOUTHWARD!
