It's the brain child of my good bud Rob Cowan. It's a 100 mile race in the foothills of the Saddleback Mountains northeast of San Diego. The Foothills of mountains are much better for a Florida cat than are the Mountains themselves; however, foothills does mean everything is either up or down, not a bit of flat. So be it!
How will I do? I'll do fine. Not great like I'd hoped, but I'll give 24 hours a run for it's m
oney. One cool thing is that the race is the same day as Tampa's Gasparilla Races so I won't be doing Gasparilla one of receptionists at work is and she got up a gang to try to run a total equalling more miles than my little race. She signed up 20 people from work to run the 5K, not bad. Sadly, not enough to beat me! 20 x 3.1 = 62. Not going to do it! Turns out it takes 33 people running the 5K to stomp me (102.3), so good and great Maggie signed up another 5 to run the 15 K. So 46.5 from the 15K and 62 from the 5K, I'm toast.But, I cry foul! Maggie's team is using friends and family versus just me. Well, if it gets more people out of the house I guess I'll take the lose with a smile..... darn it!
..... of course I could do an extra loop, hmmm...........
3 comments:
Oh did you lose your challenge? Get ready to lose again puss boy!
I'm running down from San Fran, running Rob's little Race, then running back home!
Total= Dean's a machine and Andy's a wuss-neck, pipe-armed, pencil-neck, GEEK!
He shoots, he scores!
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That ice cream sure looks yummy...
Total = Dean's mean and Star likes Ice Cream!
He shoots, he scores (kind of :)
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