Kahunaat TriGeekDreams has completed the ultra secretive (I'm not sure he even knows what it entails) selection process for the coveted Tri Diva Award. Trimama is thrilled with her honorable mention-not bad for her first beauty contest. I would like to thank all of my supporters, sideline fans and of course the tribe. Melanie is a gifted athlete and a tough competitor, it's good to see the award go to someone with such a fine ass...oh I mean set of assets, oh I mean...well I'm sure sex had nothing to do with the selection process....
Speaking of sex, here is my finisher medal. I crossed the mat in 4:32. My outside hope for time was 4:15, but when I factor in the time for 1 potty break and 2 blister repairs I can drop 12-13 minutes so my actual time of moving forward was about 4:20. Not super, but I'll take it. Oh, but we were speaking of sex, or at least I was, and that leads me to my decision to switch from the full to the half marathon at Chang's. While I truly want another go at the marathon distance, I want to enjoy this 15th anniversary away with Tridaddy. The days before a marathon are all taper and preparation and the days following a marathon leave you mentally and physically exhausted, now how fun would that be? I want to mountain bike and swim in Commodore's lake, and tour the Phoenix area and.... so 13 miles it is.
The tribe has a few days off from school, didn't they just start? Something about a teacher's conference, yea, whatever. I'd need a break 4 weeks in as well, but I'd just call it like it is, "48 hours to golf and recreate before winter traps us indoors with your little miscreants for 7 months". In a preview of winter the temp is topping out at 39 degrees today, no that isn't 93 like my southern/western companions are experiencing, it's 39. The wind is bustling and the leaves are blowing, so why not pile them up and bury yourself? Tomorrow fall is supposed to return so we are going on a fall hike. I think I'll drag along some camping equipment so we can experience camp cuisine. Pictures certainly to follow.
Finally, on the recovery front, I figured out the blisters. In a quirk of nature my feet are size 9 1/4. Not 9, not 9 1/2 but 9 1/4. I bought running shoes in the spring, size 9 and spent the summer feeling like my big toe was broken. I bought a new pair of shoes Friday, 9 1/2 and they felt great, especially when I put the Dr. Scholl's insert into them. Moron moment, I wore the super thin biking socks I wore all summer as a nod to the dance with the one that brought you, but they weren't thick enough to compensate for the extra space in my new toe box. So, the blisters are healing, and my feet are gargoyle ugly for now, but,
I have a medal and an honorable mention
Thank you, thank you very much!