13. According to the official results, my time was Finish: 28:06 Pace: 9:03 (THAT is a LIE because their course was long, so there.) But I'll forgive them, because they said that overall, out of 1071, I finished thusly:
347th out of 1071 total 5k runners,
115th out of 597 total women,
8th out of 53 women 40-49.
This has always been my dream. I know, I know, I should use my wishes and dreams for world peace, right? But who has that kind of power? This seemed more achievable. Most of the time.
12. so, uh. I promised earlier this year that I absolutely would not try to do a 100-miler unless I got below 160 pounds. Well, I didn't think I'd actually pull that off.
Oh. Shit.11. Long after I'd given up on the evil HR minions at RRPS, I got the call. Could I come for an interivew? Heck yes, I can come for an interivew. So I went for an interview. More on this as it develops.
10. This weekend, on Saturday, the high is the mid to upper 70s. OMG. That would be awesome.
9. But I'm still freaking out. DP has been emailing me all week (she's crew chief) and asking me about stuff. Each time I respond, my nausea rises a little higher. It's real. It's happening. Auuuggggh!
8. I went to an interview for the teaching position. Not sure how it's going to turn out. They asked me to solve a trigonometry equation.
I know what you're thinking.
Yeah. Me neither. Not for years. I figured I would brush up on my math skills before working, not before the interview. Eek.
7. So, i've been working on my "pace" chart for Javalena Jundred. For each loop, which is about 15.4 miles, I've worked out times I'm likely to arrive back at the "Javalena Jeadquarters". And instructions for each, such as, "I'll need my headlight to take out with me, and a jacket tied around my waist." Stuff like that.
6. I found out that cutoff for the 100-miler is NOON instead of TEN. This is both good news and bad news. It's good news, because it makes it more likely that i can make it, even if I slow down and am walking long distances. It's bad news because it's going to be harder to give up.
5. I'm going through a "gels make me gag" phase. Not sure why. They have to be really thin and runny or I can't eat them. So, other things I'll be eating on the course include sports beans, pop-tarts, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. On white bread. We're also going to have gingerale and coke. Just in case.
I think the gels were making me gag because we got a box of some that had, for whatever reason, become nearly solid. At first, it was nice, almost like having that thick chocolate topping for ice cream. Eventually, though, it got old. You shouldn't have to chew your sports gel. That's just so wrong. Then it generalized to other thick gels.
4. Excuses that have flickered, however briefly, through my mind for why I can't do this 100 mile run this weekend, include but are not limited to the following: my eye hurts, I feel bloated, my nose is runny, it's hard, what if I have chaffing problems, my ankle hurts, my knee hurts, my head hurts.
3. People who bitch about taxes are rarely willing to give up some of the comforts they have that are paid by taxes. They have ideas of what others should give up, but not them, never them. Discuss.
2. I really need to run with my dog more often. She's so unsocialized and spastic. She yanks me several different directions. I know if I ran with her more often, that would get better, but it's so unpleasant when I do that I can't bring myself to do it more often.
1. I was asked by RBR recently what I will be wearing at Javalena. Answer: loose, wicking shirts; compression shorts, compression leg sleeves, injinjis, and lots of body guilde. LOTS of body glide. All over my feet, under my bra, and other places. It's all about comfort this time. Not cute.
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I know what you're thinking.
Yeah. Me neither. Not for years. I figured I would brush up on my math skills before working, not before the interview. Eek.
7. So, i've been working on my "pace" chart for Javalena Jundred. For each loop, which is about 15.4 miles, I've worked out times I'm likely to arrive back at the "Javalena Jeadquarters". And instructions for each, such as, "I'll need my headlight to take out with me, and a jacket tied around my waist." Stuff like that.
5. I'm going through a "gels make me gag" phase. Not sure why. They have to be really thin and runny or I can't eat them. So, other things I'll be eating on the course include sports beans, pop-tarts, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. On white bread. We're also going to have gingerale and coke. Just in case.
I think the gels were making me gag because we got a box of some that had, for whatever reason, become nearly solid. At first, it was nice, almost like having that thick chocolate topping for ice cream. Eventually, though, it got old. You shouldn't have to chew your sports gel. That's just so wrong. Then it generalized to other thick gels.
3. People who bitch about taxes are rarely willing to give up some of the comforts they have that are paid by taxes. They have ideas of what others should give up, but not them, never them. Discuss.
2. I really need to run with my dog more often. She's so unsocialized and spastic. She yanks me several different directions. I know if I ran with her more often, that would get better, but it's so unpleasant when I do that I can't bring myself to do it more often.
1. I was asked by RBR recently what I will be wearing at Javalena. Answer: loose, wicking shirts; compression shorts, compression leg sleeves, injinjis, and lots of body guilde. LOTS of body glide. All over my feet, under my bra, and other places. It's all about comfort this time. Not cute.
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