Update…. again!

It has been a year of eating my training words. So far, I’ve only run in one race this season, with a rather disappointing showing. I ran the Firecracker 5 Mile  in Schoolcraft on the 4th of July, and I was sssssllllooooowwww… 24 seconds/mile slower than last year, to be exact. 

And even if I had run the same time as last year, I wouldn’t have placed. Seems the KAR  elite decided to crash a race that has traditionally been beneath their notice, and those of us who count on small local races to add to our bling were, well, shit out of luck.

My training buddy/sister-in-law, cousin/sister, sister/sister and mother/final word have all STRONGLY suggested that running a tri this season would be, in a word, stupid. Too much going on, they say. What do they know!? Individually, I might be able to ignore good sense, but I have folded under their collective wisdom. No tri this year.

Which brings us to… what?? The Harvest Stompede! I think. Tiffany (my sister-in-law) and I are trying to plot a weekend get-away, and combining running, drinking and the beach just seems like a perfect fit!