Pardon my silence. Had no inspiration to post. I mean, I'd think of things while on the run, but the time is such an issue these days, by the time I get around the blog - I don't want to write. And I always told you I don't like to post just for the sake of posting. Every minute counts. Even now my boss has me on a short leash:)
After putting 6 weeks of 80's I am officially tired. What is ridiculous. Usually April and May go around 100's and I am fine. But, unlike Ronda, who had a small dip with her inner athlete, I let my inner athlete to go away for a year of sabbatical. So, nobody to talk to. I am just tired overall. Last week I finally gave in, took 3 days off, and with 26M in the Gorge hardly managed 52 total. But - Gorge is in the picture every week, even if not nearly as long as it used to be in years prior. May be also my body rebels because for the previous 4 years I had a June 100M to do, and by now should be kicking my feet up. What they (my feet) decided to do on their own.
So, I slogged today like I had them (legs) filled with lead. All I could do just laugh at myself. Then again, Bushwhacker always hikes/powerwalks last 3 weeks before HR100 anyway, since it is a Hard Walk, so who cares whether I run now or not. I am pretty confident, banned unforeseen circumstances, I am capable of finishing this thing in CO at 2 mile high. And that's all I want this year.
Since it's not like I will get anymore time (or inspiration) soon, I am just going to let you know that, with one more Gorge run left in me, I am off following Thursday driving to sunny CA, visit my friend Rick in San Francisco, then we are driving to Squaw Valley for the Big Dance, where I plan on making first 20-25M of the course "sweeping style" with my friend Jacki, then joining Bob for crewing Dave James (a top 10 hopeful, rumor is, I got "hired" because I yell tough at people when they decide to slack on - too bad it's not working on me, ha!), then after he is done (17 hrs?) I am back at Green Gate to pace my friend Howie last 20 miles. Then it's party time in a hot field at Placer High.
Coffee in hand (and lots of it) - on the road again, this time all the way to Silverton. Course marking and scouting, Hardrock Camp, beer and open mountains...and time to line up. Honestly, I want it to be right now, but since it's not happening, might as well enjoy my way before that:)
I'd share more, but really, folks, Talk Less! I am finally following my own advice, or at least half of it:)
See ya in a month or so, may be! No promises!