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Tag Archives: #training
Recovery Runs Are Lies.
Here is an excerpt. Recovery runs are BS, and my recovery week is a butthole. Continue reading
I am in the Normal Amount of Pain: 26.2 miles.
If you recall sometime in November 2021, I was forced – at gun point – to sign up for a marathon. And none of my “friends” stopped me. In fact, each time I yelled at any of my friends, “Why … Continue reading
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Tagged #training, Race Day, RunningIsDumbAndHurty, SugarloafMarathon
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White Mountains: Part Duex. New and Improved with More Hills
An open letter to the White Mountains 70.3 Dear Stupid Ass Dumb Face Jerk Dick Fucker of a Race, I hate you. Sincerely, Me. Anywho. Look there are three things you should not go back and check in on. Expired … Continue reading
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I’m a dumb.
Earlier this year a friend of mine was ill. Like, the type of ill where you start verbally assigning your worldly possessions to others just to be safe. Anyway, since I am super helpful, I offered to well … help. … Continue reading
Day 2: WTAF IS THIS BIKE COURSE (And I misplaced Zev momentarily)
Hey again. It’s me. I have a mild sunburn. I need SPF Flannel Shirt. So. Two things: 1. ARIZONA IS, and I cannot stress this enough, scorched earth fucking hot from the hours of 11:30 until 5 pm. 2. I’m … Continue reading
Triathlete Math.
Until I either a) successfully knock over a bank b) win Powerball or c) discover that I have a wealthy relative who just thinks I am adorable and deserve their estate I will have to hold down a job. Life … Continue reading
Cracolici Throw Down 2014
It’s the night before race day, so I am chilling out with some very attractive compression socks and sipping some mighty fine H2O – that’s the chemical formula for water … #science. (Obvi, I am super smart … also, if you … Continue reading
It’s starting … frick, frick, frick.
Occasionally, (once a week), I have a minor (major) moment of concern (absolute panic) that I am not prepared to take on the challenge of a long-distance triathlon. I’ve had this conversation with my coach – she’s assured me that … Continue reading