I’m back. And I’m not going to go on anymore about how excruciatingly hot it is in Florida and how hard it is to run in the humidity and how I sweated in places I didn’t know I could sweat and how the trip constipated me. No more of that kind of talk. I’m moving on. But, if there was one picture to describe running in a 105 degree heat index it would be this:
Yes, running in that stuff made me especially ugly, deformed and stoned. Not to mention damp. One morning I came in from a run and my father in law looked at me and said, “My, you look kind of flushed. What’s wrong?”
What’s wrong?? Your daughter-in-law is so greasy she could get a job at the cinema - buttering popcorn with her leg hair.
That was dumb.
My in laws are the people who play 18 holes golf at 1pm each day. All summer long. They are tougher, stronger and better than me. All of those seniors are.
When I got off the plane in Denver last night at about 7pm the angels were singing. The cool and dry Rocky Mountain breeze soothed my soul. I slept with the windows open and got kind of chilled.
Life returns to normal.
Do you ever play I Spy on trips?
I spied something with my eye beginning with the letter “H”. Hideous pair of shorts:
I’m not sure who this guy is or where he bought his loafers and shorts, but he’s one brave octogenarian. Take a closer look:
I haven’t seen those colors together since I had orange/raspberry sherbet in first grade.
I ran 24 miles while in Florida. Not bad for a vacation. In ten days I start training for the Rock ‘n Roll Denver Marathon on October 17. Since I am now certified as a running coach, I will be coaching myself. Which is what I always do anyway because I don’t like listening to anyone but myself.
So far my race plans for the summer include only a couple of 5Ks and the Georgetown to Idaho Springs Half in August. Think I need to add a couple more races in there.
How much do you race as part of your training for a half, full or ultra marathon?