So, last month, Dr. D said we need to lace up our running shoes once more and take another training course and run another 5K....on July 4th....in Mississippi. When I realized that he wasn't kidding or drunk, I said "yes." Maybe I was drunk. Forget giving someone a kidney; agreeing to run a 5K with your partner in potentially 85 degree/100% humidity is love and commitment to your spouse, folks.
Anyhow, this time around it has actually been a little easier; well, until this week. Up until now, weather has been pleasant and amazing. But my 45-year-old knees and shins are screaming at me, and we have a training run with our group tonight in 89 degree weather. They call this part "acclimating" to the hot weather we will experience in July. Personally, I'm trying to figure a way to run/walk with a portable misting fan. My pale self already knows it does not tolerate hot weather and sweating. However, I promised myself that I wouldn't complain about the training. I might be sorely tested the next few weeks, and, unfortunately, I can't breathe very well with tape over my mouth.
What is really shocking to me is that almost 1,000 people run this race. Are there that many insane people in my state? Then again, I take comfort in the fact that the majority of those people actually finish and don't have to go the hospital for heatstroke or dehydration. So there's hope for me.
Or maybe all the motivation I need to finish are these frozen bellini popsicles for post-race refreshment! Yea, that'll keep my feet moving!
What you thought I would get through a post without mentioning booze?!. Child please! Here's the recipe:
http://www.finecooking.com/recipes/bellini-ice-pops.aspx
Keep cool!
"The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start."
-John Bingham, running speaker and writer
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