Weather: Hot, Sticky…like my draws
Thang:
2 blocks, one 60 lb sandbag, and one 50 lb. hose/sandbag were handed out, leaving one pax empty handed. Trying to put out the Growruck Metro vibe, I told the my 4 brothers that the LR track was just a shade under 1 mile from OG and we needed to make it to the LR track in 16 minutes. We didn’t. 3 Unnamed dudes were slower than pond water on their stroll to the track. 2 Unnamed dudes made it to track in 16:48, so technically we made it.
Track was locked up tighter than Auchwitz, so access was Verboden. Front was locked, back was locked and there was a pretty high chance that someone wasn’t going to make it if we tried to scale the fence. In the words of my high school PE coach “that looks like a water buffalo tryin’ to climb a tree”. For the record, the year was 1990 and he was referring to a slightly rotund fella named Zane. Zane was trying to climb the retracted gym bleachers to retrieve a poorly aimed basketball shot. It was…..awkward. You probably A: had to be there B: had to know Coach Bol to appreciate that comment. Bol was one of a kind. I’ll share our nickname for Bol sometime later. Anyhoo, I really did like the man but that’s enough Bol talk for today.
2 minutes of merkins
2 minutes of sit ups/WW2s
Headed back to OG, trading coupons with one another…..3 dudes still hanging back.
Workout today was Candy – hence the Ice Cream truck picture. Didn’t wanna bust my legs up as the Bear looms tomorrow evening. Got a lot of pax signed up and I can’t wait. It’s one of the best races you’ll ever hate. As far as that race goes, here’s a quick breakdown per mile of your feelings:
Mile 1 – they say that this is the easy part? F your mammy
Mile 2 – if I start walking, will anyone notice? Screw it…starts walking.
Mile 3 – Only 1.7 miles to go. It can’t be that bad, can it?
Mile 4 – Holy S. Someone please shoot me.
Mile 4.2 – Oh, I hear tons of people cheering for me just ahead. The end must just be around this blind corner.
(turns corner: are those ants at the top of those switchbacks? Oh, that’s the finish. Thanks ______, you’re the biggest A-hole ever for talking me into signing up for this)
Mile 4.65 – Last hill is forever known as the Hill that Eddie Stole Tooth Fairy’s Soul.
Mile 4.7 – Finish. That was literally the worst thing ever, I hate myself……when are next year’s signups?
Ed out. Good luck to everyone tomorrow. And shame on all you couch taters that didn’t sign up.