All day long I have been trying to get my ass in gear to get out of town. Leaving town is always a huge stressor because I am trying to tie up 49,000 loose ends and it is impossible to make those all nice, smooth knots.
Who is giving the kids rides? Did I finish that report? Is my skid mark cleaned out of the toilet? Why do I have a headache? Am I getting sick? Shit. I forgot to do that load of laundry. What will I wear on race day? What if I forget my shoes and earplugs?
I am, however, very excited about the weekend. That is why I am wearing this shirt around even though I haven’t technically RUN LA (marathon) yet. Big faux pas. Couldn’t care less. It’s a cool shirt and I could die in my sleep, so I better carpe diem.
I am also excited to meet my Asics LA Marathon Blogger Team Challenge team members including:
Brian from Pavement Runner
Monica from Run, Eat, Repeat
Rachel from Running Rachel
Jess from Race Pace Jess
Ryan from I Tri Because I Can
Jamie from Fit Approach
Anne from Fannetastic Food
Kristin from STUFT Mama
Michele from NYC Running Mama
There you have it. A team of my peers. Fellow bloggers and runners. I am proud to say I think I am the oldest of the group. By many years. Oh, well. As long as no one throws Depends my way (might be a good idea actually) or tells me their mother is my age, I will be fine.
Ironically, after bitching about the ice, cold, snow and wind for the past three months, I am now worried about the opposite…HEAT. It is supposed to now by 83 degrees on Sunday. That is perfect weather for sipping a margarita by the pool or running naked through sprinklers (you all do that, right?), but not ideal for running a marathon.
In fact, I have never run a marathon in that kind of heat. The warmest it’s ever been for my marathon is 65 degrees in Phoenix in January. So basically I will be a sweaty mess along with 25,000 other sweaty messes. One big collective mass of B.O.! Or as Ken would say, “Nut soup!” (at least for those with nuts) – 50%?
I had to go back and read a post I did a over a year ago called, “How To Run In The Heat And Not Die.” Because that really is the point. To not die. Right? Reading this, I learned a lot from myself:
Okay, time to pack some more. More from here hopefully tomorrow or Saturday if I am not busy laying around.
What is the hottest marathon you’ve ever run?
Any tips for me for doing 26.2 miles in the heat?