Category: running

It’s time to think about the Roman Empire.

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Deaf people can do anything except hear.

…or stay upright while running. I stepped on a ghost skateboard at the 18.5km mark and ate shit in front of someone’s driveway. By ghost skateboard, I mean I don’t know what exactly took me down. General incompetence? I’m enjoying the attention I’m getting on Strava right now, though.

However, I did not appreciate the woman in a red blazer and Sally Jessy glasses who emerged from a driveway to wave me down, probably to talk to me about Jesus. I was just five minutes away from home, and I am certain she did not even notice that I was bleeding. Nah, I am not stopping for Jesus: I need an ice pack. Driveways were unkind to me today.

Today’s post isn’t about running or going down; instead, I’m taking a trip back in time to discuss going up, and on a bicycle.

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Destination: Donut.

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Rachel Entrekin.

Wow.

I did not know this person existed until Google’s algorithms decided she was a person I’d be interested in. She’d completed an ultramarathon in under 3 days: the Cocodona 250. Holy wow, I thought, “250km in under three days?!”

But I was wrong. The distance was in miles. 407km across deserts and through mountains, accumulating more than 11,800m of elevation gain. You don’t need to be a runner to know that’s a mind-blowing achievement.

Ed, who is no stranger to ultra-endurance activities, was gobsmacked by the thought of one’s fuelling needs for such a race. “Jeeeeeez, her fuelling must’ve been insane,” were his words. I was more focused on her luck in footwear selection, for I have a few spots around my feet from blisters that have come and gone over the span of two pairs of running shoes, both of which I actually consider comfortable.

Of course, she won. Also, 268 people finished this race.

Meanwhile, Lola had flagged my Training Status as “strained” after I’d done a 12km run on Thursday. I ignored Lola and rode up Mount Doug with Matt three times on Friday. That night, I was supposed to go bouldering, but as much as I like Nic and Jamie, I was relieved when Jamie said she needed to postpone it.

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Hot and sticky under the collar.

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I set a goal to run a half-marathon (21.2km) by the end of the month. Lola says I’m in my PRIME.

I even purchased a new pair of running shoes last Friday: the Mizuno Wave Rider 29, which I named “Skid Marks” on Strava. One of Strava’s features allows you to track the mileage on your equipment. My three bikes are named Sodapop, Ponyboy, and Cherry Valance. My shoes are called Runny Poos, and now, I have Skid Marks as well.

So far, I have put 5.8km on my Skid Marks, and I can’t do any more for the next bit because I am healing a re-tattoo of my stupid yellow-bellied goose and my underbite-having flying fish.

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