Slow Is Me: RdL Weeks 2 and 3

Monday, June 15, 2015

RdL Weeks 2 and 3

6/1/2015
Monday - Weight bar, and 1 rest day mile through the wildflowers to get to the ocean and along the bluffs.

Monday's trail

Tuesday - 5 miles with the FogDodgers. A new(/returning?) runner L joined us, and we picked up a slightly faster pace than the rest of the group. Russian Gulch was beautiful this morning. Sad stomach, maybe related to the delicious dairy-filled blended coffee I had yesterday?

And fail as far as tracking the rest of this week. Packing for and then being at Cooley Ranch rides (Wednesday - Monday) made a big dent in the running plan, primarily due to time available. I got at least my mile in, and a few more each of the two days that I rode since I got off and led my horse for a while. With so much going on during the weekend between volunteering, catching up with friends, and taking care of the horses belonging to our camp (mine and two friends) there really wasn't much time to run. Recovery this week has been slow; I have felt as fatigued as I might expect to from having ridden the race myself. I think maybe when I'm riding I am more conscious of the need to take care of myself and sip on water/keep an eye on my nutrition than when I'm volunteering. Definitely something to work on. On the plus side, the heat didn't seem to bother me as much, I was vastly improved on keeping my temperature in check and knowing when to get in the shade, dunk my head in a trough, and still get my activities done.

Cooley Ranch

Friday - A whole 1.8 miles. Big time running going on here...

Saturday - 4.1 miles with S taking trail pictures for his website. Note to self: beer is not ideal to consume in quantities the night before a run. I will never learn! Also managed to fall on my arse trying to find a good spot to take a picture (that wasn't even a good spot lol).

Sunday - As I was pulling away from my house to meet the FogDodgers at Van Damme I got a call from a poorly coworker asking to cover her clients that day, with the first appointment at 9am. This meant I only had time to go back in the house to change and eat breakfast to get to work. I could have got a mile around the block in, and should have done, since that was all I did for the day. The problem being that I didn't do the mile until after 10pm with a full belly (again!). So goal for the rest of June: run before 8pm, and at least run before dinner, so I can actually run, rather than my pitiful shuffle.

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Oh! The Places You'll Go!

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.

You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.

It's opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.

OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don't
Because, sometimes, you won't.

I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.

You'll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you'll be in a Slump.

And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right...
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...

...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

NO!
That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. there are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don't.
Because, sometimes, they won't.

I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you'll be quite a lot.

And when you're alone, there's a very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.

But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike
and I know you'll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.

You'll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!

So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!

Slow Is Me

Motivators..

Monday, June 15, 2015

RdL Weeks 2 and 3

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