So two really crazy things happened today:
1. I saw a car TOTALLY hit this deer trying to cross Loop 1604. It was HORRIBLE!!! I sort of wanted to barf after that happened. Poor little guy.
2. I ran my first in a series of 4 races tonight and it was HORRIBLE!!! I sort of wanted to barf, too. My thought was as follows...
"Oh man, I really need to burp."
"Oh man, I really hope this is just a burp."
"Oh man, please don't vomit all over the trail."
"Oh thank GOD it was only a burp."
I can't lie, taking a much needed vacation this week before the race was probably not so good for the running, but man was it good for the soul. Speaking of soul, my right sole is KILLING me. I think it might be time for some new shoes. YEA FOR SHOE SHOPPING!!!
So, I'm back on a running regimen. I'm off beer for a LONG time, which is tragic because Wurstfest is the weekend before the half marathon. I guess Matt Carr has an automatic designated driver for the night. Poor Pacheco, she's not sure if she can hold out. According to her, it's her time to "eat like crap and drink lots of beer." Then again, she's such a great runner and I doubt it'll hurt her that much. (not fair)
Well, race #2 is next month. I have quite a bit of catching up to do as far as training goes. Wish me luck! Oh, and have you gone out and RYAO lately?