In which we discuss Big Pimpin' Long Runs! Big Pimpin' Recovery strategy! Big Pimpin' Fashion, per the norm....
I'm wicked tough but this 18 mile run over some kinda mountain made me want to cry. This was in no way easy but I did it. And it really was 18. Not 17.9. Silly imap app not correctly calibrated. Longest run ever. EVER. ever.....
The aftermath of said run. This also explains why I am so damn popular. "Want to come over for compression tights and icing time? no? gosh, why ever not??" Hmmmmm. Sexy and I know it.
This is not a good photo but it's important to mention that style is important. My hair matches my fav running shoes. Did I do that on purpose? no. I actually did not. But it's big pimpin hair style for shizzle.
This was the weather this week. I had to wear my cousins boots that he left here because my mud boots have holes. These boots are 4 sizes too large.
The weather was awful to run in. I've managed a pitiful 13 miles so far...
I do have a long run planned for Sunday so stay tuned!
I was also chosen to ride in a very important clinic this weekend (this would be horse stuff...) Imagine playing a round of golf with Phil Mickelson. Yep, like that. (but no golf involved....!)
The Theme for the upcoming Marathon Of Insanity is... BIG PIMPIN' (glad to have such a logical theme)
Big Pimpin. The way I roll.
What? Since WHEN???
Since now? Yeah!
Nice gloves there ya tool.... 10 miles. OK
How I felt about the first 5... UGH...
I haven't bothered running any farther than 13.1 since that 16 miler that I did in NH back in.... January? Dudes, that was so long ago that I don't even remember how it played out (that's a complete lie. I remember every step.)
Time to man up around here if I intend to run 26.2 mother trucking miles in 14 weeks and not embarass myself terribly. Which could happen even if I do train like a boss. I embarass myself on a daily basis because I'm pretty much an clumsy doofus....!
It was a pretty great day to run- 49 degrees and downright damp. Hence, the tights made a comeback along with gloves that probably belong to one of my second grade students. I wore my rainy day shoes which have 1200 miles on them (no lie) and my feet are a rather bloody mess now- bad choice (will remember that...)
The first 3 miles were an agonizing death march. Just awful. Legs junk. I felt incompetent. Inept. Impotent, even... Downright dreadful. Appalingly agonizing. Horribly Horrendous. I could continue indefinately with the alliteration but will cease in order to try to keep everyone from unfriending me.
What the hell? OK here's the hell: Had a long week. It was not that fun. Kinda tired... Wore heels last night for a long-ish time and that always kills me... Had almost 2 days off (early, early run on Friday- this run was on Sunday mid-Day). Took a bit just to get going but THEN, things were GOOD. Like, really good considering that 15 miles is about 14 too many no matter how you look at it! I was pretty pleased with clumsy, uncool self. Went home and sat on some frozen veg and contemplated my fabulocity (that line of though lasted point two seconds then I thought geeky thoughts about nerdy things per the norm...)
BIG NEWS! So, am I known all the world over for my excellent decision making skills? Hmmm. Perhaps we should save that discussion for another day! Anyway....
14 weeks to go. 26.2 miles. And a whole lotta crazy.....
This sums it up:
This is a pretty great text.
Not sure if Wakefield Mass is ready for us but they had better watch out...! July 27, Around the Lake Marathon. It's official. Get ready for things to get pretty epic around here.
Warning: If you do not wish to witness possibly the worst fashion that this blog has ever seen shut 'er down now. Prepare to experience feelings of jealousy in my/our ability to dress ourselves. Or, feelings of horror/nausea!
This is my BFF. Since I am the Pied Piper of the running world here in the lovely vicinity of my-town Maine she has taken to chasing me around lately. I get that a lot.... Because I am fun. Well dressed. hip. And shout NO STOPPING!!! Which the BFF is clearly delighted about. Silly girl. Would ya look at that little subtle gesture..... (just look at it!)
I'm not soing to lie and say that this outfit was an accident. Oh no, a challenge was thrown down (not by me! oh no!) to put together the most heinous, rape repellant, clashing, eyeball burning outfit that could be managed. I win. Look at our muscles. Want tickets to the gun show?? Oddly, we both look to be about to punch ourselves in the faces. That's weird...
Man do we ever look good. BFF has only been running for a few weeks so has had little time to assemble dreadful looking running attire. Once she becomes used to high mileage weeks she'll start buying everything off the last-years-worst-color bargain rack. Like yours truly... I honestly want to cover my eyes when I look upon what I am wearing. That is the worst thing that I have ever seen. BFF looks straight off the fashion page compared to me- UGH HAHA!
Off we run! EPIC! BFF is about to run her FIRST 5K NEXT WEEKEND!!!! Very proud of her and actually seriously pissed off that I'm busy and can't run by her side. I'm sure she'll kick it in the teeth though becasue she's a badass mo' fo'...!! Love her face...
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