It’s been a while since my last post, but there’s no sense posting when you have nothing of interest to post about. Which likely makes you wonder why I’m posting today, when still nothing noteworthy has taken place (in relation to running), and to that I answer: get over it/yourself (and yes, I know it’s not good policy to attack your readers…if you want to keep them, that is).
Anywho, I had a great Christmas (filled with relaxing, game playing, and movie watching) spent with family/friends, and though I skipped a couple of runs in order to do those things, it wasn’t a big loss in the scope of things. However, what is shaping up to be a big loss is my lack of LSD (long, slow distance); as I mentioned in a previous blog post, I’ve been running more miles on a daily basis (and at a slightly faster clip), but haven’t run anything over 15.5 miles (yes, less than half of the distance I’ll be racing) in five weeks—since my last 50k, in fact. Which scares the bejesus out of me, as it likely means I’m ill-prepared for my impending (January 8) trail 50k, which will assuredly hurt like hell. But I’ll try and have fun with it as best I can, and think/hope a good result will accompany that plan of attack (though I also realize that I like pushing the envelope, thus am confident my earlier sentiment, in regards to the race hurting, will remain truthful).
My legs are still feeling great, just shy of 146 miles in (this month)—the increased daily mileage, run at a faster clip, doesn’t seem to be affecting them adversely in the least bit. Speaking of legs, I’m sorry to report that Calli has been hobbled of late—the cold seems to be settling into her bones a little more easily as she ages (she is 10 now, after all). That having been said, I’ve been giving her a dosage of Aspirin each day, and it really seems to be doing her wonders ; the anti-inflammatory and pain-killer seems to be just what the doctor ordered, as she is once again running and playing like a pup (so cats in our backyard beware!).
And for those of you that haven’t yet seen it, some funniness:
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Scab-eating and 2011 Scheduling
Well, my mileage was actually down last month, from 161.23 to 147.15 miles (you might recall I had hoped to eclipse 200 miles run for the month). But I felt a good many of those miles were quality ones (it helps that a large portion of those were from my 50k), so I won’t quibble too much. Thus far, December is looking quite good—I’ve been tallying at least 7 miles each run, and though I’ve not done any big mileage (yet—the plan is to change that this Saturday), my legs are still feeling limber and strong. I just signed up for what should be a pretty taxing trail ultra (another 50k) in early January (the Harbison 50k, on Saturday, January 8), so let’s hope the training remains strong (and the sweets-eating/alcohol-swilling is kept to a semi-reasonable level) throughout the holiday season.
With the addition of the Harbison 50k, my 2011 race schedule is starting to round into form pretty nicely--below is what it currently looks like, though I’m sure to add to it (March of Dimes Shamrock 5k, etc.) as the year progresses:
January 8: Harbison 50k
February 5: Critz Tybee Half Marathon
April 18: Boston Marathon
July 9: Knee Knackering North Shore Trail Run (30 miles)—tentative, due to lottery
July 30: Burning River 100
November 6: ING New York City Marathon—tentative, due to lottery
2011 will apparently be filled with lots of miles, and body-willing, they’re going to be fast ones. More on my goals in a later installment.
For now, I’ll end with an interesting, yet distressing/disgusting story pertaining to Calli: the other night, I watched as my dog meticulously chewed a small (pencil eraser-sized) scab off of her buttocks. Using just her two front teeth, she carefully pulled small pieces of it off and ate them, shaking her head disgustedly each time. She did this perhaps five separate times. She now has a new scab where once the old one was. It appears to be healing nicely….
"I'm too angelic to be a scab-eater!"
With the addition of the Harbison 50k, my 2011 race schedule is starting to round into form pretty nicely--below is what it currently looks like, though I’m sure to add to it (March of Dimes Shamrock 5k, etc.) as the year progresses:
January 8: Harbison 50k
February 5: Critz Tybee Half Marathon
April 18: Boston Marathon
July 9: Knee Knackering North Shore Trail Run (30 miles)—tentative, due to lottery
July 30: Burning River 100
November 6: ING New York City Marathon—tentative, due to lottery
2011 will apparently be filled with lots of miles, and body-willing, they’re going to be fast ones. More on my goals in a later installment.
For now, I’ll end with an interesting, yet distressing/disgusting story pertaining to Calli: the other night, I watched as my dog meticulously chewed a small (pencil eraser-sized) scab off of her buttocks. Using just her two front teeth, she carefully pulled small pieces of it off and ate them, shaking her head disgustedly each time. She did this perhaps five separate times. She now has a new scab where once the old one was. It appears to be healing nicely….
"I'm too angelic to be a scab-eater!"
Monday, November 22, 2010
Mad Marsh Recap
Achieving two out of three goals at the Mad Marsh 50k ain’t too shabby, especially considering my knocking goal #2 out of the park. Here’s how they shook out:
1.) Eat and hydrate consistently and enough—I refilled my water bottle (either with water or Gatorade) and grabbed a snack (banana, grapes as big as a small dog, peanut butter cups, etc.) each time through the aid station .
2.) Finish in 5 hours—I finished in 3:56:55. Completing the run in 5 hours would have meant I’d run at a pace of 9:33per mile. I ran at 7:31 per mile pace.
3.) Win—I finished in second place overall, by something like 18 seconds (which, in a 31.5-mile race, is the slimmest of margins).
As is likely apparent, my “fun run” turned into a race, pretty much from the get-go. Four of us went out at a decent clip (somewhere near 7:20), and as we settled into a groove, discussed (among other things) who was running what event (there was both a 31.5-mile and 22.5-mile race). Each race was equally represented in our grouping. Shortly thereafter, the two guys running the shorter distance moved ahead, both wishing to run closer to 7:00 per mile. I moved up to run abreast of the remaining runner, whose name I would later learn was/is Ricky, and we slowed slightly (which was a relief to me, as I thought our pace was a bit fast—comfortable, but fast for a race of this length, I felt). It was only later (when I was too far in to “give up”) that he’d tell me he was aiming for (and we were hitting) 7:26 per mile pace. For six (of 7) laps we ran this way—two abreast, at/around 7:26 per mile. Ricky pulled Chris around the course. Chris pushed Ricky around the course. I.e. neither of us wanted to lose to the other. When it became obvious that we weren’t going to drop one another, we both began to scheme. My plan for lap #7: sit on his shoulder and out-kick him down the final straightaway. His scheme was better: instead of stopping at the aid station to refuel between laps 6 and 7, he continued on. By the time I was out of the aid station, he’d gapped me by about .25-mile. I was hurting and my muscles were tightening up, so I decided to let him go and just try and run at the same pace—he’d run a good race and deserved the victory and I’d run too far and fast to let the final lap skew my times considerably. So I kept plodding along. Within about a mile, I noticed Ricky coming back to me. Little by little, I was reeling him in, simply by sticking to my pace—was he slowing because he was tired and cramping, or did he simply think he’d broken me and was out of the woods? With just over 1.5 miles to go, I caught up to within about 10 feet of him. Unfortunately, he picked his pace back up, and I was unwilling to do so, thus he ended up beating me by 19 seconds. If I had it to do over again, I would have tried to go with him when he picked his pace back up—I can’t abide too much laurel-resting, after all.
I truly am happy with the result, on the whole, and it allowed for good headspace going into a fun-filled Saturday of football and Roller Derby watching with friends.
Some quick observations from my drive to and from the race:
1.) I’m not sure how I feel about driving to a race when the only other people awake are strip club patrons. 4:30 AM is too early to be up for the amount of energy each of those circumstances requires.
2.) I can’t believe someone thought naming their Chinese restaurant House of Tang was a good idea. I also can’t believe that there were numerous hits when I googled it (c’mon, Vermont, Kentucky and South Carolina!).
Even after my second place finish, Calli can still look me in the eye when we talk...
…and if that doesn’t make you smile, then these pictures, will (make sure you check out the full set).
1.) Eat and hydrate consistently and enough—I refilled my water bottle (either with water or Gatorade) and grabbed a snack (banana, grapes as big as a small dog, peanut butter cups, etc.) each time through the aid station .
2.) Finish in 5 hours—I finished in 3:56:55. Completing the run in 5 hours would have meant I’d run at a pace of 9:33per mile. I ran at 7:31 per mile pace.
3.) Win—I finished in second place overall, by something like 18 seconds (which, in a 31.5-mile race, is the slimmest of margins).
As is likely apparent, my “fun run” turned into a race, pretty much from the get-go. Four of us went out at a decent clip (somewhere near 7:20), and as we settled into a groove, discussed (among other things) who was running what event (there was both a 31.5-mile and 22.5-mile race). Each race was equally represented in our grouping. Shortly thereafter, the two guys running the shorter distance moved ahead, both wishing to run closer to 7:00 per mile. I moved up to run abreast of the remaining runner, whose name I would later learn was/is Ricky, and we slowed slightly (which was a relief to me, as I thought our pace was a bit fast—comfortable, but fast for a race of this length, I felt). It was only later (when I was too far in to “give up”) that he’d tell me he was aiming for (and we were hitting) 7:26 per mile pace. For six (of 7) laps we ran this way—two abreast, at/around 7:26 per mile. Ricky pulled Chris around the course. Chris pushed Ricky around the course. I.e. neither of us wanted to lose to the other. When it became obvious that we weren’t going to drop one another, we both began to scheme. My plan for lap #7: sit on his shoulder and out-kick him down the final straightaway. His scheme was better: instead of stopping at the aid station to refuel between laps 6 and 7, he continued on. By the time I was out of the aid station, he’d gapped me by about .25-mile. I was hurting and my muscles were tightening up, so I decided to let him go and just try and run at the same pace—he’d run a good race and deserved the victory and I’d run too far and fast to let the final lap skew my times considerably. So I kept plodding along. Within about a mile, I noticed Ricky coming back to me. Little by little, I was reeling him in, simply by sticking to my pace—was he slowing because he was tired and cramping, or did he simply think he’d broken me and was out of the woods? With just over 1.5 miles to go, I caught up to within about 10 feet of him. Unfortunately, he picked his pace back up, and I was unwilling to do so, thus he ended up beating me by 19 seconds. If I had it to do over again, I would have tried to go with him when he picked his pace back up—I can’t abide too much laurel-resting, after all.
I truly am happy with the result, on the whole, and it allowed for good headspace going into a fun-filled Saturday of football and Roller Derby watching with friends.
Some quick observations from my drive to and from the race:
1.) I’m not sure how I feel about driving to a race when the only other people awake are strip club patrons. 4:30 AM is too early to be up for the amount of energy each of those circumstances requires.
2.) I can’t believe someone thought naming their Chinese restaurant House of Tang was a good idea. I also can’t believe that there were numerous hits when I googled it (c’mon, Vermont, Kentucky and South Carolina!).
Even after my second place finish, Calli can still look me in the eye when we talk...
…and if that doesn’t make you smile, then these pictures, will (make sure you check out the full set).
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Helen Observations and Mad Marsh Expectations
Julia, the pups and I traveled up to Helen, GA (approximately a 5-hour drive) this past weekend for some expected mountain fun and relaxation. We accomplished both. In fact, we had so much fun that I didn’t run a single time (in three days), though the steepness of the aforementioned mountains (during our daily hikes) didn’t really clue my not-used-to-hills legs in to that fact. Observations from the trip:
1.) Giant hunks of aged meat, as well as asparagus, on the grill = a gluttonous good time
2.) Not having to leash your dog, while also not having to worry about her dog running into traffic or falling down a mountainside and breaking her spindly legs = a gratifying good time
3.) Having perfect weather for hiking (sunny and in the low 70s) during the day, followed by perfect weather for hot tubbing (high 30s) in the evening = a grievous good time
Tonight will be the last time I run prior to Saturday’s Mad Marsh 50k (seven 4.5-mile laps, which will actually make it a tad longer than a true 50k), so I’ll likely only put in 4-5 miles at a nice, easy pace. My goals for the Mad Marsh 50k:
1.) Eat and hydrate consistently and enough
2.) Finish in 5 hours
3.) Win
There are currently only about 30 people slated to run Mad Marsh, and with the course described as being “flat as a pancake,” I like my chances to accomplish all three of my objectives listed above (#1 will be assisted by my ability to visit the aid station each lap). But whether I do or not, I’m using this as nothing more than a way to get in a lengthy fun run for training purposes. It’s just that winning, in a respectable time (to me), would help me start my morning off on the right foot…making that evening’s Roller Derby viewing and beer-partaking that much more glee-inspiring.
Calli will be intently waiting to hear the result….
...and if I don't hit upon all my goals, she has already promised to get the following song stuck in my head (the title of which she will direct at me; she has high expectations and quite the temper, it seems):
1.) Giant hunks of aged meat, as well as asparagus, on the grill = a gluttonous good time
2.) Not having to leash your dog, while also not having to worry about her dog running into traffic or falling down a mountainside and breaking her spindly legs = a gratifying good time
3.) Having perfect weather for hiking (sunny and in the low 70s) during the day, followed by perfect weather for hot tubbing (high 30s) in the evening = a grievous good time
Tonight will be the last time I run prior to Saturday’s Mad Marsh 50k (seven 4.5-mile laps, which will actually make it a tad longer than a true 50k), so I’ll likely only put in 4-5 miles at a nice, easy pace. My goals for the Mad Marsh 50k:
1.) Eat and hydrate consistently and enough
2.) Finish in 5 hours
3.) Win
There are currently only about 30 people slated to run Mad Marsh, and with the course described as being “flat as a pancake,” I like my chances to accomplish all three of my objectives listed above (#1 will be assisted by my ability to visit the aid station each lap). But whether I do or not, I’m using this as nothing more than a way to get in a lengthy fun run for training purposes. It’s just that winning, in a respectable time (to me), would help me start my morning off on the right foot…making that evening’s Roller Derby viewing and beer-partaking that much more glee-inspiring.
Calli will be intently waiting to hear the result….
...and if I don't hit upon all my goals, she has already promised to get the following song stuck in my head (the title of which she will direct at me; she has high expectations and quite the temper, it seems):
Thursday, November 4, 2010
My First Victory of the Year (Thank You, Happy Legs!)
Another race in the books (the Trick or Trot 10k), and I’ve finally recorded my first victory of the year: first place in 36:29, which I’m pretty happy about for multiple reasons.
1.) It’s my fastest 10k.
2.) I feel I definitely could have gone faster—under 36:00—as I shut it down early knowing I had the win in-hand.
3.) My legs felt great—they were strong and still responding well.
Continuing with the legs discussion, I couldn’t be happier with how well they’ve been holding up. Over the last couple of years, I’ve had both good and bad training periods—sometimes a day or two of strong running followed by heavy-leggedness (at its worst), and sometimes a week or two before the eventual sluggishness. The last two months, I’ve had a single day wherein my legs were lethargic and disallowed me from running the speed and/or distance I’d set out to do. One day in sixty. And no pain throughout. I just hope this keeps up as I increase my mileage and speed, both of which I intend to do (carefully!).
Speaking of increases in mileage, October’s monthly mileage total came in at 161.23 miles, compared to the previous month’s 125.39 (an increase of nearly 29%, which may be a bit ambitious, though much of that increase comes from the 33.25-mile FATS 50k). After only 61.68 miles in August (my Burning River recovery month), I am very comfortable with and confident in my mileage swell. With another 50k (the Mad Marsh) looming this month, I’m thinking nearly 200 miles is likely. I want to start being at 200 consistently, so what better time than now?
Also, Happy (late) Halloween to you all—I hope you had fun…
…while Calli would rather put her own eye out than see you have fun (sometimes you have to save her from herself). For shame, Calli—FOR SHAME!
1.) It’s my fastest 10k.
2.) I feel I definitely could have gone faster—under 36:00—as I shut it down early knowing I had the win in-hand.
3.) My legs felt great—they were strong and still responding well.
Continuing with the legs discussion, I couldn’t be happier with how well they’ve been holding up. Over the last couple of years, I’ve had both good and bad training periods—sometimes a day or two of strong running followed by heavy-leggedness (at its worst), and sometimes a week or two before the eventual sluggishness. The last two months, I’ve had a single day wherein my legs were lethargic and disallowed me from running the speed and/or distance I’d set out to do. One day in sixty. And no pain throughout. I just hope this keeps up as I increase my mileage and speed, both of which I intend to do (carefully!).
Speaking of increases in mileage, October’s monthly mileage total came in at 161.23 miles, compared to the previous month’s 125.39 (an increase of nearly 29%, which may be a bit ambitious, though much of that increase comes from the 33.25-mile FATS 50k). After only 61.68 miles in August (my Burning River recovery month), I am very comfortable with and confident in my mileage swell. With another 50k (the Mad Marsh) looming this month, I’m thinking nearly 200 miles is likely. I want to start being at 200 consistently, so what better time than now?
Also, Happy (late) Halloween to you all—I hope you had fun…
…while Calli would rather put her own eye out than see you have fun (sometimes you have to save her from herself). For shame, Calli—FOR SHAME!
Friday, October 22, 2010
The Few, the Proud: Those That Were Able to Register for Boston
Not much to report on the training front this week—the legs are still feeling strong, thus preparations (though for what?) are going swimmingly. The Go Green 5k Trail Run (last weekend) went well, with me placing a solid second in 17:57; I was encouraged that I ran semi-quickly, yet felt like I was coasting and could have kept up the pace without too much issue for another few miles. I guess we’ll see next weekend, at the Trick or Trot (10k). I may work in a bit of speedwork, just to ready my legs for the sensation, but realize that I’ve not given myself enough time doing so to build anything resembling a solid speed base (instead opting for a mileage base).
The biggest news, by far, is that I was able to sign-up for the Boston Marathon (which will take place Monday, April 18) again this year. I’m glad I didn’t play the waiting game with it, as all 25,000 available qualifier slots filled up within 8 hours. Two years ago, it took approximately three months for all 25,000 slots to fill (a record quickness at that time), and last year (my first year running it) filled up within a single month. And now it’s taking less than a full day. I sense Boston will be modifying their qualifying standards and/or going to a lottery system (a-la the NYC Marathon, which requires most of the 37,000 entrants to meet a qualifying time AND have their name picked during the name-in-the-proverbial-hat process) in the very near future, as the demand is currently far too great for the current specifications.
SO, unless I come up with another race-to-train-for in between now and then, I’ll be kicking it into high gear around the start of the new year, as I aim to run 2:50:00 this year at Boston. I’m getting tired of running in near-obscurity, after all (though I don’t know that running under 2:50:00 will remedy that, it will at least be a good start to what I hope will be my fastest year to date).
The biggest news, by far, is that I was able to sign-up for the Boston Marathon (which will take place Monday, April 18) again this year. I’m glad I didn’t play the waiting game with it, as all 25,000 available qualifier slots filled up within 8 hours. Two years ago, it took approximately three months for all 25,000 slots to fill (a record quickness at that time), and last year (my first year running it) filled up within a single month. And now it’s taking less than a full day. I sense Boston will be modifying their qualifying standards and/or going to a lottery system (a-la the NYC Marathon, which requires most of the 37,000 entrants to meet a qualifying time AND have their name picked during the name-in-the-proverbial-hat process) in the very near future, as the demand is currently far too great for the current specifications.
SO, unless I come up with another race-to-train-for in between now and then, I’ll be kicking it into high gear around the start of the new year, as I aim to run 2:50:00 this year at Boston. I’m getting tired of running in near-obscurity, after all (though I don’t know that running under 2:50:00 will remedy that, it will at least be a good start to what I hope will be my fastest year to date).
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Three New Races and My Ever-Increasing Shame
Still nothing imminent on the “scheduled big race” horizon, though I did sign-up for three separate $20 races last week: the Go Green 5k Trail Run (Saturday, Oct. 16), the Trick or Trot 10k (Saturday, Oct. 30), and the Mad Marsh 50k (Saturday, Nov. 20). I find it humorous that I can pay the same amount of money for a race/run that is 10x the distance of another, but hey, it is what it is—I’m just glad they’re all so affordable (it sure beats the $150 Burning River or Boston Marathon fee…though you do “get what you pay for,” which is essentially my way of saying I'll be shelling out the funds for those races again, without issue). Here’s a brief race synopsis of each of the aforementioned three I’ll be running:
Go Green 5k Trail Run: I wasn’t even aware of this new, under-the-radar run until last Friday, when I was asked if I knew about the race that was “right around the corner from [my] house”. Upon looking it up the following day, I found that this was not an exaggeration—the race is literally right around the corner from my house (it’s run in a conservation area that is situated within the woods that border my backyard). So I signed up, as I can’t pass-up a race that doesn’t even require me to move my car out of my garage (even if I haven’t done any of the necessary preparation for it, at all). And it’s (supposedly) on trails (though they are newly-cleared trails that are still chock-full of soft, thick underbrush—ideal for speed: no, ideal for ankle turns and hidden objects: yes). But the race map makes it look like just as much of the run is on the road/paved bicycle paths, so I’ll emerge unscathed yet.
Trick or Trot (10k): This is another low-key event, but one I look forward to (and participate in) each year. It begins and ends at my old Elementary School (May Howard), which sits approximately 2.5 miles from my front door. Again, a race that is run in/on my stomping grounds, and one that most of the family participates in each year; I never lay down a super-fast time (though the course couldn’t be much easier), but it’s one of my all-time favorites. Plus, 10ks are so few and far between....
Mad Marsh 50k: At my recently completed FATS 50k, a gal was handing out fliers for another 50k she was spearheading—the Mad Marsh 50k. I took a gander online, and though this is primarily a fun run (at last tally, I believe there were 10 people signed up), I couldn’t pass-up the opportunity to get in some good, long distance on trails. Held in Beaufort, SC (which is only about an hour away), this should work out for me nicely; it will help me keep some distance on my legs without making me drive too far or go it alone.
I couldn’t ask for much more in my training—the weather is cooling ever-so-slightly, my legs are feeling pretty strong, and I have a few races on the horizon to help keep me motivated. I’m still searching for the ever-elusive “big race,” but fear that it’s gotten too late in the year for such high hopes; many ultramarathons are run out West, where there are ample well-developed trails (and mountains) to allow for such endeavors, and many of the trails will soon be snow-covered. It’s probably for the best, as my already-existent bills need paid more than I need to splurge on travel and hotel expenses…but still, racing makes me happy (and yes, I realize it’s an addiction). But having said that, Boston Marathon sign-up begins next Monday (October 18) at 9:00 AM EDT, so I’ve at least got that to look forward to.
I’ll leave you with two songs/videos that always make me smile and somehow require me to sing at the top of my lungs (sorry, world)—“The Cave” by Mumford & Sons (excellent, excellent stuff) and “Dynamite” by Taio Cruz (yes, I’m ashamed of myself):
P.S. How does the briefcase-toting white girl in Taio's two-girl posse keep from showing her downstairs? I mean, the camera is RIGHT THERE and her "dress" is cut up to her cleavage. I'm convinced she's anatomically incorrect (i.e. a human Barbie Doll). I've evidently watched the video far too many times...FOR SHAME!
Go Green 5k Trail Run: I wasn’t even aware of this new, under-the-radar run until last Friday, when I was asked if I knew about the race that was “right around the corner from [my] house”. Upon looking it up the following day, I found that this was not an exaggeration—the race is literally right around the corner from my house (it’s run in a conservation area that is situated within the woods that border my backyard). So I signed up, as I can’t pass-up a race that doesn’t even require me to move my car out of my garage (even if I haven’t done any of the necessary preparation for it, at all). And it’s (supposedly) on trails (though they are newly-cleared trails that are still chock-full of soft, thick underbrush—ideal for speed: no, ideal for ankle turns and hidden objects: yes). But the race map makes it look like just as much of the run is on the road/paved bicycle paths, so I’ll emerge unscathed yet.
Trick or Trot (10k): This is another low-key event, but one I look forward to (and participate in) each year. It begins and ends at my old Elementary School (May Howard), which sits approximately 2.5 miles from my front door. Again, a race that is run in/on my stomping grounds, and one that most of the family participates in each year; I never lay down a super-fast time (though the course couldn’t be much easier), but it’s one of my all-time favorites. Plus, 10ks are so few and far between....
Mad Marsh 50k: At my recently completed FATS 50k, a gal was handing out fliers for another 50k she was spearheading—the Mad Marsh 50k. I took a gander online, and though this is primarily a fun run (at last tally, I believe there were 10 people signed up), I couldn’t pass-up the opportunity to get in some good, long distance on trails. Held in Beaufort, SC (which is only about an hour away), this should work out for me nicely; it will help me keep some distance on my legs without making me drive too far or go it alone.
I couldn’t ask for much more in my training—the weather is cooling ever-so-slightly, my legs are feeling pretty strong, and I have a few races on the horizon to help keep me motivated. I’m still searching for the ever-elusive “big race,” but fear that it’s gotten too late in the year for such high hopes; many ultramarathons are run out West, where there are ample well-developed trails (and mountains) to allow for such endeavors, and many of the trails will soon be snow-covered. It’s probably for the best, as my already-existent bills need paid more than I need to splurge on travel and hotel expenses…but still, racing makes me happy (and yes, I realize it’s an addiction). But having said that, Boston Marathon sign-up begins next Monday (October 18) at 9:00 AM EDT, so I’ve at least got that to look forward to.
I’ll leave you with two songs/videos that always make me smile and somehow require me to sing at the top of my lungs (sorry, world)—“The Cave” by Mumford & Sons (excellent, excellent stuff) and “Dynamite” by Taio Cruz (yes, I’m ashamed of myself):
P.S. How does the briefcase-toting white girl in Taio's two-girl posse keep from showing her downstairs? I mean, the camera is RIGHT THERE and her "dress" is cut up to her cleavage. I'm convinced she's anatomically incorrect (i.e. a human Barbie Doll). I've evidently watched the video far too many times...FOR SHAME!
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