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| It's true. |
I'm not kidding. Apart from the years worth of evidence already provided by this blog, I can confirm that I spent Sunday running in the vicious ice storm that disrupted everyone's lives in Southern Ontario and beyond. Not once, mind you - twice.
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| The 100 runs in 100 days Challenge started Sunday, so of course I put in a double. |
I also signed up to run a freakin' marathon on PAVEMENT. It furthermore happens to be ONE HUNDRED laps of a path around a baseball diamond.
These are not the actions of someone with all their mental faculties.
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| At least the distance seems to be fairly accurate, though the satellite view shows the path still under construction. |
It's a Sunday race, too - who does that? I mean sure, "marathons are on Sundays", but should this even count?
Speaking of counting: we're on our own to keep track of laps. All HUNDRED of them. For someone who can literally lose track of laps while swimming a 200m interval (which is only 8 lengths of any of the pools I use), this is going to require the use of a device, which I then have to be smart enough to actually click every lap...or else I'll end up running even longer.
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| Kickin' it oldschool - Tanker was sweet enough to borrow one of these from his warehouse for me. |
Think I've tested it out while running? HA! Have you not been paying attention?
The time cut-off is 5 hours. I have no idea if I can run a marathon in 5 hours anymore. My PR is 4h17m28s, but that was five and a half years and several injuries ago. Heck, up until 2 weeks ago I hadn't even run for an hour without stopping..
At least the weather is supposed to be mild.
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| DAT WIND DOE |
Of course, with the fresh dump of snow we've just had, that's likely to turn the paved pathway into a river of slush.
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| I encountered something similar at 3c on Wednesday evening. |
..an issue which I'm sure will only be made worse by the fact we've been told the park has poor drainage. I am envisioning hours and hours of splashing through slush puddles, much to the detriment of my previously-frostbitten toes.
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| 42km of this |
So, if you happen to think of me on Sunday, send a little positive energy my way as I try to stumble my way through this mess I've got myself into. With a little luck (and maybe my neoprene toe covers), I might come out of it all upright and still able to count to 20.
For all my fellow idiots: I'll see you there!
