Okay, you bastards.
I have finally succumbed to your blandishments
and starting running again.
Conclusion? I'm old
, I have no wind
, no stamina
, no sprint, my joints are fer shite, and my ass is larger than it was in high school
. Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how did you like the play?
I realized that The Hike from Hell
is a month away today, and if I plan not to make a fool of myself after all my backcountry talk
, I need to get this booty
to be slightly less ample
SOooooo, I'm training for a triathalon
in the fall, probably the Nike Womens in Sacramento. (Brrr, American River, 66 degrees. Mebbe I wear a wetsuit this time....) I don't want to run more than three miles, since the arthritis in the right knee is getting worse, but I can shoot for three.
My goal? The whole sheebang, under 2 hours, 40 minutes.
ming in 40 minutes or less.
, 12 miles, can't remember my last time.
, I want to be able to run three miles in under 24 minutes (this is on a dare) and beat Johnny Goodyear out of that trophy. For the race, I'll be satisfied with under 30 minutes.
Better get your keysters
in gear, boys
, I'm on your trail.