So much to do! So little time!
We are at T-Minus 30 hours and counting people!!
For those of you keeping score, you know that this weekend Mike, Phog and I are packing up shop and headed south to Nashvegas. We'll be spending time with Rae, Brent and everyone's favorite Boston Terrier, Pippin...and of course, "running" the country music half marathon. And in the words of Leah, if by running you mean...lobbing one foot in front the other while whining...then yes, I'll be running it.
Running the full seemed like a brilliant plan a few months ago. We'd keep the momentum up from the Chicago marathon and set new PR's in Music City. And then we weren't really running. So we've pulled down to the half. The only problem is...we're still not really running. Sure...we're running. But we're nowhere near that distance yet. And besides...I'm not a runner. Remember? Should make for some fun times. Right?!
Painfully fun. AWESOME.
Clearly, I'm not going for time. I figure I could walk the course in less than 3:15. But I'm hoping to get close to the three hour barrier on this sucker and not kill myself. But the way last Saturday's seven went, I may just surprise myself. We'll see what happens
The real test of my half marathon skillz will come on August 12th at the Chicago Distance Classic (a date which will also marks six years of being with Mike and not having him kill me--score!).
At any rate...yes...there is soooo much to do. and soooo not enough time. I stayed a bit late at work today to get some big projects out of the way so I don't have to stay late tomorrow (knock on wood). Then I ran to the grocery store for the essentials for our road trip...and then fed the fam...and then packed. I'm sure I forgot something...but hopefully it's all in there. A quick chat with the mum about flights to St. Kitts and then a shower, and that brings you up to the moment.
Still have lots to do...our resident stinker, Phog, needs a bath...we have to pick our place up for a friend who's coming to our place over the weekend (and for the sake of our building, we're saying she's my cousin)...mike still needs to pack...we've got to load up the car...i still need to print directions...plus i'd really like to get one more run in, but according to coach leah, hell may unleash its fury in the form of a torrential downpour tomorrow night. So running may not be in the stars.
And with that...we're turning in early tomorrow night so we can get an early start on the road tomorrow.
Hopefully I'll have a chance to update tomorrow...otherwise, look for a handful of photos from the road.
Adios!
For those of you keeping score, you know that this weekend Mike, Phog and I are packing up shop and headed south to Nashvegas. We'll be spending time with Rae, Brent and everyone's favorite Boston Terrier, Pippin...and of course, "running" the country music half marathon. And in the words of Leah, if by running you mean...lobbing one foot in front the other while whining...then yes, I'll be running it.
Running the full seemed like a brilliant plan a few months ago. We'd keep the momentum up from the Chicago marathon and set new PR's in Music City. And then we weren't really running. So we've pulled down to the half. The only problem is...we're still not really running. Sure...we're running. But we're nowhere near that distance yet. And besides...I'm not a runner. Remember? Should make for some fun times. Right?!
Painfully fun. AWESOME.
Clearly, I'm not going for time. I figure I could walk the course in less than 3:15. But I'm hoping to get close to the three hour barrier on this sucker and not kill myself. But the way last Saturday's seven went, I may just surprise myself. We'll see what happens
The real test of my half marathon skillz will come on August 12th at the Chicago Distance Classic (a date which will also marks six years of being with Mike and not having him kill me--score!).
At any rate...yes...there is soooo much to do. and soooo not enough time. I stayed a bit late at work today to get some big projects out of the way so I don't have to stay late tomorrow (knock on wood). Then I ran to the grocery store for the essentials for our road trip...and then fed the fam...and then packed. I'm sure I forgot something...but hopefully it's all in there. A quick chat with the mum about flights to St. Kitts and then a shower, and that brings you up to the moment.
Still have lots to do...our resident stinker, Phog, needs a bath...we have to pick our place up for a friend who's coming to our place over the weekend (and for the sake of our building, we're saying she's my cousin)...mike still needs to pack...we've got to load up the car...i still need to print directions...plus i'd really like to get one more run in, but according to coach leah, hell may unleash its fury in the form of a torrential downpour tomorrow night. So running may not be in the stars.
And with that...we're turning in early tomorrow night so we can get an early start on the road tomorrow.
Hopefully I'll have a chance to update tomorrow...otherwise, look for a handful of photos from the road.
Adios!
Labels: CMM Half
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 9:40 AM
2 Camper Comments:
YEEEAH! I can't wait!!!!
Pips is getting his much needed bath tonight. I swear he smells worse than the yard.
i can't wait to read about your trip.
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