Saturday, September 5, 2009

Ho hum, ho hum, I'm such an effing bum!

I've been taking it pretty easy this week since I'm signed up for a half on Labor Day. I went to the gym a couple of times and did my best hamster impression, but I never went more than three miles.

Today I did four miles outside with Lisa, and watched all of the LSU people in town to see the UW/LSU game tonight. Who knew that LSU fans were so passionate that they'll fly 1700 miles to watch a football game? Maybe it's because my college football team was suck-ass the whole time I was there, but I wouldn't fly all over the country to follow them. Well, at least the LSU people will boost the local economy a bit.

My brain puts a hard limit on my muscles. If I go into the gym saying "I'm going to do four miles on the 'mill" then I can go for at most four miles. I can go less of course; I never have a problem stopping short unless I'm outside a couple of miles from home. Although... even then I can just flag down a cab and ride home in comfort. But if I've mentally decided to do four miles, five miles is completely out of the question. My brain has said how far my legs are going, and it will not let me go any farther.

My birthday is on Friday. I'll be 36 years old. It sounds like such a big number. I'm in much better shape now than I was 10 or 20 years ago. I wouldn't have dreamed of running one mile much less 13 of them then.

The next two weeks will be an absolute wreck on my training plan. I might as well act like it doesn't exist. I'll do the half on Monday, but I won't be doing any running for the rest of the week until Sunday (9/13) when I'll do 12 miles. I've got a good route planned for that one. It will actually be the one I was supposed to run last week when I got lost. This time, I'll either figure out how to actually use the gps on Grendel for something more than determining pace and after the fact mapping or I'll take a print out of the map to refer to as I go. After that it's wisdom teeth time.

2 comments:

  1. The beer in Seattle is much better than in the Southwest (I live in Houston), so I can see why LSU fans would fly 1700 miles.

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  2. I like beer, but you're more of an aficionado than I am. Some of the Seattle beer may be better than what you get in the Southwest. However, when I go to Whole Foods (nearest store) to grab some beer, my first stop is in the Shiner section of the case. And I fondly remember Celis wheat beer from my college days.

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