WEATHER: 75?
MILES: 23
MILES THIS WEEK: 50
WHERE TO: C&O Towpath, Rock Creek Parkway, home.
MOOD: Overenthusiastic.
ADDITIONAL NOTES:
So this post applies to Saturday, not Sunday, which is the day that is technically now happening. Anyhow.
Two blog-related matters to address:
1) Rusty wishes to point out that he is not the “instigator” of the 50-mile idea, which is sort of true. I suppose the real way the conversation happened was as follows:
HE: So I’ve been thinking of doing a longer race, and…
ME: OH MY HOLY GOD HAVE YOU HEARD OF THE JFK 50-MILER?
HE: …um…your eye is twitching or something…
ME: HOLY SHIT RUSTY! IT’LL BE GREAT! <does ecstatic handstand>
<aaannnnd…scene>
2) A word from the Paki: “After reading the blog posts, I must admit that it will forever haunt me, as I add a needless clause to make this sentence longer and a just a little convoluted, that I can’t be the First Paki. Henceforth the pursuit will be to become the Six-Paki. This may also never happen.”
…thus proving that I know some truly awesome and effortlessly witty people.
But I will not call her the Six-Paki until she earns it. I have no idea how this will happen, aside from her inviting me over to her (gorgeous) patio for an evening of beverages, and then perhaps her shotgunning 6 Tecate tallboys in my presence in rapid succession.
Let’s see it, lady.
PS: How did 23 miles come out of nowhere today? I have no idea. Such is the mystery of DC’s awesome running trails.
