I got an email a few weeks ago from the St. George Marathon organizer people with a "Just 63 days until race day!" I wanted to crap my pants. Let's talk about this marathon I signed up for on October 1st. Dumbest idea ever, people. Somehow I failed to register the fact that I would be training through this awesome heat. Running for 20 miles when it is 100 degrees and 90% humidity outside? Hugely stupid. Gigantically stupid. Hugantically stupid. I run at 5am and stash bags of ice in my car so that every 3 miles of dirt loop I can stuff more ice cubes down my sports bra. By the time I get back from my run, I don't look stylish or like a runner, and I definitely don't swagger like a stunner. I limp like I got clawed by bears and look like I got attacked by muddy groundhogs. Also, I am NOT NOT NOT NOT ready. NOT. I keep getting derailed from my training regimen by moving and back injuries and strep throat. I don't know why I do this to myself. So I'm stressing.
However, the only rusty lining in all this is that I get to wear cute running skorts to survive the sauna heat. Check out how filthy I am after a 15-mile run. (Sidenote: I've been switching out to my VF Bikilas the last couple miles of my long runs - sweet goodness for my hamstring tendonitis. I wish I could duplicate this on race day.)
I disgust myself. I even end up with dirt on my neck and face. When I walk through the door, Bruce is like, "What the...? How??" I don't know. Maybe when I'm stretching.
And maybe I've been here a few (dozen?) times already in the past six weeks.
When Bruce found this bag, he was like, "Again?" Some girls are addicted to shoes and handbags. Some are addicted to Lycra. And anyway, I remind him it's my job to be fit and legit, so I can't go around in some holey sweats. Please.
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More videos, please! I love hearing their voices. Wow,way too many things to deal with at once. Take care of the pains and learn from Papa.
"fit and legit," I am going to borrow that statement. If you do end up running the St. George Marathon (I am sure you will), I will have my Dad cheer you on! He is always stationed at mile 24. Good luck training, and take care! Love, Ceri
I suddenly want to run to Market Street drool over everything at Luke's. DANGEROUS! I've been doing some running this summer too--I feel your heat pains, it's so ridiculous!
been missing you-even though your excuses seem legit:)
My first comment on your blog!! I read it religiously :) I'm excited for you to run your marathon! You'll do awesome, you've got plenty of time! Miss you. Wonder when I'll be in H-town next and see you after several years...
dude, you ran 13.1 when EZ was a few weeks out. you saying you're not ready is like matt saying he's scared to go snow skiing in iran. ridic.
{erin burton, you are HILARIOUS. i wish i could keep you in my pocket and have laughs allllll day long.}
noey. tell me those aren't the new shoes we just bought a few months ago in pennsylvania??
you are crazy, by the way. you and papa are absolutely nuts.
i wish i could stock up on some of boston's winter cold and give it to you for the houston summers.
p.s hot, dirty mama : )
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