Well, it was bound to happen.
Every time we run, I tear off my shirt within the first 30 seconds. Saturday, I was wearing that long sleeved dry wicking shirt that I picked up last year on my way to LA…when I couldn’t run the Half Marathon in Fresno, I picked up the shirt anyway. Kim and I were just talking about how it’s really not cool to wear a shirt from a race you didn’t run.
…anyway, the shirt is usually left on the sidewalk, behind a bush, something. And, it’s never been taken. Until Saturday. I guess that’s the bad karma I get for my tangerine obsession.
It’s all good…but it was a good shirt.
*Update: Fresno Race Officials emailed me today that since I didn’t run the race, I could do it in November. I will add it to my tentative plan.
|Date:||1/19/2009 1:45 PM|
|Pace:||10:59 / mile|
|Shoe:||Mizuno Wave Renegade 4|
|Weather:||64° F, Sunny|
VO2 Max: 26.3
Today’s mantra. When it got hard, I just repeated the word *strong* on every left step. It was hot. 64. Wow, I felt good though, even though I’m slowing down.
Now, to all the bloggers out there: Kim and I have decided to go *official*, and get an official shirt. We started our little race debacle on Halloween 2007, and have chosen tangerine (natch) and black as our colors.
Now we just need a name. A name. Ideas? We are from Ripon, and then best we could do today was, “Ripon Running Club”. Too boring. Any ideas would be appreciated!!