As long as I'm getting enough protein

The days are longer and the evenings are still nice and cool, so you would think that this would be the perfect time of day for a nice run through the valley, right? No, wrong. It is an incredibly disgusting time for a run in the valley. I started out around 7 pm and kept thinking to myself...where is everyone? Answer: they are at home not inhaling their weight in bugs. It wasn't so bad at first, because when you hit a swarmy patch you can sort of wave your arms around and dance through them holding your breath (yes, I am aware of how ridiculous I must look, thank you), but 15 minutes or so into the run, there is no holding of your breath. By this point, even the option to breath through your nose is gone. You are huffing and puffing and swallowing mouth fulls of these little flying protein shakes. Or at least I was.

They say that everyone consumes a certain amount of insects in their lifetime. I think I once heard from a reliable insect source that I know that the average human eats 7 spiders a year. (As reliable as this source is, it is very possible that he is completely saying this to give me nightmares). If it is true, so be it. I just really didn't need to consume a years worth in 25 minutes. I feel ill just thinking about it.

Maybe an adjustment to the schedule is required.

Just a teeny weeny problem.

Well, look at that... It's been almost a whole month since I last updated this site. I took some time away from the training schedule in order to study for a final exam that I had coming up. That was almost 3 weeks ago and I must admit, I've been pretty stationary since then. It's easy to fall into a routine that makes it incredibly easy to justify not working out. I admit...that is exactly what happened. But 2 things happened in the last week that are giving me the much needed kick in the booty that I need.

1) I got a package delivered from Team Fox (remember I have raising funds for Parkinson's research...), and this package contained my fancy Nike dri-fit sporty, racing top that I am going to adorn during my race. When I originally signed up as a fundraiser I got a very nice email from the Michael J Fox foundation explaining that they were temporarily out of team shirts in size medium, and would I mind waiting a month or so. Considering the race isn't until September, I indicated that of course this wouldn't be a problem. Well, the shirt was delivered and there is in fact a small problem. A really small problem. Not a medium sized problem...a "who on earth calls this a size medium" teeny, weeny little problem. Now granted, I understand that these fancy performance fabrics have a little give to them, but I'm not so sure that this thing won't end up being worn as a headband come race day. So, I'm taking it as a bit of "dri-fit" inspiration and let's see if we can't shed a few pounds so that I can squeeze myself in the "medium" shirt and represent!

2) Equally Inspiring (read; there is no backing out now kids!); I am officially registered in my race. I have no details about it except for the general township and day. I am assuming that they will forward me additional details as we approach d-day. (DO-IT Day!). And guess what!?...they also provide a "technical race" shirt as part of your registration dues. Needless to say, I ordered the size large.