The Waste is a Terrible thing to Mind

My tail on my scale: 180 #.

Perfect, that's a healthy 3 pounds down from the same time as last Wednesday. Yes, I was at 180 earlier in the week too, but that was one of them "after run, before you drink, jump on the scale to make yourself feel good" weigh-ins. Today's was the real, same time of the day before a run weigh-ins.


Ok, so next Wednesday, I'd like to be 178 or lower. I won't buy the CK Briefs until I hit 174 though!

The Cure Should Fit the Crime!

Cure? More like Punishment if you ask me!

Anyone ever get the "Sports Massage?" I just got one as treatment for my Plantar Fascitiis, and It's nothing like that candles burning, come on over baby and I'll give you a massage, massage. It's more like the let me rip and peel back your skin, grab and wrench your insides massage.

Needless to say, I'm going back for more! Shoot, I'll say this, my main man Pete (who by the way is trying to raise $5K for Miles for Moffit by running 50 Miles on his 50th B'day 5/10 please contact Pete @ ppfannerst@aol.com with your pledges) put a new kinda hurt on me! My choices were to either Scream, Cry, or Laugh, so I was laughing like it was my job. He twisted me 9-Ways to Sunday. At one point I made him stop and take a break, whilst I put my jewels back in their case. Ok, so why am I going back? When he was done and I stood up.... I was a new man. A new man with a new foot! My foot like it hadn't in months. It was a dose of Pete Magic!
Man, I can't wait to go back. Plus, I figure that enduring the pain is great training for an ultra. Besides, I promise you at no point will by foot hurt that much during the race.

Two Months to the Day; & What he Say?

Western States, the Crown Jewel of the Grand Slam is two months from today. Wow, I aint Mentally or Physically, or Fiscally ready. Not to fear, I have plans for all three.

Mentally: Quit Whining! I will either do or not do, and I know I won't quit. Gotta get my arms around that concept.

Physically: Am on track to losing my 20, I'll drop and give you 20! Don't stand too close because the weight, it's coming off! It's gonna be dripping like the fat off of a Bubba Burger cooked on your grill on the 4th of July! Also, gonna do some hills. Also, going to see Pete today, take care of the foot and the shin. Tippy-Top shape I'm telling you.

Fiscally: I'm hatching a plan. I'll unveil it later. Now, I gotta go to work.

Be young, Have Fun, Drink Pepsi!

Love,
AndyMan

GR, that's What I'm Talking About!

I don't really want or need a letter, but how can I not give myself one?

I ran: 9 on Friday. 20 on Saturday. 27 on Sunday. And they were all good miles.

So, here's how it stands: In the GR
Just need AND before Western States on June 28 and I'll pick up the SLAM at the races themselves.

Also earning letters this weekend: Becky. Wow is she getting in GREAT shape. Saturday 30 at Croom. Sunday 22 + of hills! That's a letter! She's training for Vermont, so that's a V

Tracy also did my awful course today. We did the 5 mile start loop at Croom, then to test our mental fortitude I took her 20 on the road. Total 25 for her (I did 2 extra trail miles.) We have to get her to pace herself a little better, but girl can fly! We did fast run, walk, fast run, walk, usually, I put the diesel in low gear an chug away. This was different, challenging and letter worthy! Tracy is also training for Vermont, so we give her a V as well.

Ok, Let's go capture them letters make 'em ours, and by the time we have our words, we'll be in tippy-top shape!

UPDated: State Track, Dancer Tryouts, Croom and Robin Hood

I attended 'em all in the last 24 Hours.

Dancer Tryouts: Ali Mathews is on the TC Dance Team! 25 new girls tried out, she was one of only three incoming Freshman and 5 new overall that made the team. It was nerve racking, I'm glad it's over!

Mari, was seeded 16th of 16 at the State Pole Vault Competition. She finished 12th. Great Job for this eager Freshman.





I'm bushed! You'll get to hear about it later, for now, a little nap, then the coaches prom, complete with door prizes!

Song of the Week 13: Sad But True

Sad, but true, and it isn't whining, it just is.

I've trained for 11 100 mile races. I've completed 10. I have enjoyed every step.... but here's a sample of the song of the week from Donna The Buffalo.

All I want to do is wake up
Return to the living kind
But everything seems to want to hurt this time

The song is, "Seems to Want to hurt this time."


For complete lyrics check this site: http://home.earthlink.net/~tclausen/id34.html

Damn I wish it wasn't true. I haven't had a pain free step in maybe three months. I say that, but I do think the foot is getting much better. Shoot, it's been handling 70 miles a week for the last few weeks. Of course, now I've got a wicked shin splint in the opposite leg. But I'll handle the foot then I'll attack the shin and voila! I'll be good as new.

Just as an aside, I picked up a new little nugget this am as well.

Turns out that the body can go the following distances between pit stops the next morning after different kinds of beans:
Re-fried: 3 careful miles
Black- 6 Miles
Red- EXACTLY 9 miles
Garbonzo- 0 Eat these in the bathroom only!

The Urban Assualt

Last night I was gonna meet some cats at my buddy Davo's pad, do a little jog and then hang with he and his old lady (gawd, I miss beatniks!)

Well, did 1/2 of that, I hung with Davo, the lovely Lisa (Davo really out-kicked his coverage with her) and Becky and Jon. But I did not run with them. Instead I got the brilliant idea of running from my Central Tampa home to northern Lutz suburbia (used to be the stix.) The run is 13-miles if you go the back way and don't make any wrong turns. Shoot, going the quickest route, it's only 11 miles and there is only one turn, I believe you end up in Michigan if you miss that one turn. Anyway the direct route had no appeal to me, as it's right down a very busy road, and I was starting the run at 4:45 in conjunction with rush hour (good movie.)

You, know it wasn't that bad. Turns out, sure there was traffic on my long way, but there was also a runnable grass shoulder the whole way (and sidewalks for yall without a mix of Plantar Fascitiss and shin splints.) Also, there is just something neat about going, "Ok, yeah, what time? Yeah, I think I'll just run there. No, I've got a couple of water bottles, I'll be fine."

15 Miles, Two hours, a bottle of water, a bottle of Heed, and an extra two miles (one wrong turn when I entered the woods near their house and figured I could slop my way over there, I was wrong) I arrived at Davo and Lisa's.

It wasn't that bad, but I aint gonna rush hour out and do it again either!

AndyMan

ps, I caught a ride home.