Cake will not cure emotional pain.
No, not even red velvet cake, which admittedly has magical powers.
Somewhat random, but it is where I am at these days. Moving on...
Belated Race Report: Dirty Legs Summer Trail Run 10k - July 18, 2010 Aptos, CA
Last Sunday I had the esteemed pleasure of running once again with Ms. Speedy McSpeederton, aka Katie A.
We chose to do the 10k, so that I did not bore the snot out of her again for 3 and half hours like when we did the Bear Creek half mary trail run a couple of weeks ago. Plus we both were running the San Francisco Marathon this weekend and . (She is running the half and, I am certain, will set some sort of land speed record, and I, in my INFINITE wisdom, am going to do the full. Yeah, we will see how that goes.)
Total Distance: 6.6 miles
Total Climb: 1879 ft.
Total Time: 1:25:25
My pictures are few, and pretty sucky because 1. I was laughing manically with Katie the whole time. She is a hoot! and 2. I actually ran this thing instead of my usual racing style which consists of lots of screwing around, occasionally interrupted by actual running. (Please note: that I still had a 13:01/mile pace, which only confirms my assertion that I might as well fuck around and have fun when I run because even when I try I am still slower than slug snot.)
Katie on the downhill. I am feverishly trying to keep up, hence the blur. Or you can interpret it as my excessive speed while running blurring the shot. As an artist, I can not dictate how you react to my work.
The run was in the Forest of Nisene Marks, which is one of my favorite places to run. It is beautiful and has lots of the spongy, redwood single track that I LOVE.
Other than the blackberry bramble that was slicing at Katie's legs as we ran by, which caused her to sag her shorts and run all gangsta' style (I have a picture, but I would have to start charging a membership fee to the blog if I start posting pictures like that *fans self*), it was a pretty trouble free run.
I still do not know why she runs with me when I am slower than her by almost a factor of 2, but I am sure glad she does because we always have a lot of fun!
San Francisco Marathon is tomorrow. I also turn 41 tomorrow. I don't really freak out about age. Aging is significantly better than the alternative, which is death. And if you think about it even in death you age, just a lot more dramatically. You think crows feet and cellulite are bad, they beat the hell out of full scale decomp. And smell decidedly better.
I am a bit concerned about the dearth of road running I have done to prepare for this road marathon. That may come back to bite me in the ass. Again, no pictures as that would fall under the necessitating a membership fee category.
Ok, Queen 'Random Shit' is done for the day.