Posts Tagged ‘C&O Trail’

IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!


THE FEMALE BODY IS A BEAUTIFUL THING.

WEATHER: 45ish at running time, gradually warming to 53ish.

MILES: 33.5

MILES THIS WEEK: Who even knows?

WHERE TO: Great Falls and back.

MOOD: Perhaps less embarrassed than I should be.

ADDITIONAL NOTES:

Today’s embarrassing-running-story is brought to you by…

  • The Great Falls Visitor Center
  • The C&O Towpath
  • Target running shorts
  • Stray tree branches
  • The phrase, “Read to the end before you yell, ‘GROSS!’ and pledge to never read my blog again.”
  • …because (as the title implies) IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.

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Rectifying Several Matters…


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 my Pakistani friend: “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 Madam Kickass. Henceforth the pursuit will be to become Hottie McSixpack. This may also never happen.”

…thus proving that I know some truly awesome and effortlessly witty people.

But I will not call her Hottie McSixpack 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.