September 03, 2009

Born to Run... not Really.

I'm ready.

I'm packed, I have every piece of paper printed for my flight and for my race, the Garmin is programmed for every concievable place I will be driving to, I have the bracelets made out for the two women I'm running for (my cousin who has a chronic leukemia and a friend's Mom who has multiple myeloma), and... I'm ready.

Unless there is a computer in my hotel, I'll be unplugged. I never set up my blackberry for internet because... I never intended to. If I get bored, I might try it. Otherwise, who knows about posting.

VW has access to my blog and will be posting my splits. I would have invited all of you to get my splits on your cell phones, because, afterall, you have nothing better to do on your Sunday mornings than wondering what mile I'm running with my running average, but they wanted $1 a piece for everyone I added.

So VW is the stuckee.

This is NOT going to be a fast race for me. It's been hot, I've been busy, and I've been struggling getting my training in. When 10 hours of a day are 90 degrees, it's tough to want to get out there.

No fast times. I hope I don't embarrass myself too badly at the splits... just sayin'.

On different notes... I don't have time to get to all my posts, but a thank you for all those offering support to Ringo and his bass playing. I always read every comment, I laugh a lot (in particular the gun residue on the Nicarguan uniforms), and I smile.

Y'all are the best... it's not lost on me, I'm just not as good as I should be about showing it and I apologize.

The Nicaraguan uniforms DID come in, but, they got the order botched up. Of the six items I ordered, they got two right. I called the store immediately and said to the woman who answered, "You do NOT want to speak to me. You WANT to hand me off to your boss, because YOU DO NOT get PAID enough to deal with what I'm going to throw at you..." and she said, "M'am, I am the manager and I can't believe there would be a reason that I would not want to talk to you..."

And with that... I came un-frickin'-glued. My kids hid.

I should have part of the new uniforms on Saturday and the rest on Tuesday.

Pissed doesn't even start it. She didn't get paid enough today.

Meanwhile, The Thomas, actually researched the island of Tristan, from a comment I made to PT about where I'm going to go live.

His comment was, "What? Six days boat ride from anywhere?

One Pub, no restaurants. 230 other people. Yours is not one of the six family names they have due to inbreeding. You are too fair complected.

And that cold is NOT from the gulf stream."

I was laughing. This island was in Parade magazine this weekend and we saw it and were laughing as we all know a Tristan very well. They are Tristanians and this has brought much joking and carryings on.

So this is where I have said I will escape to, except as Thomas pointed out, I'm not genetically allowed (you have to be one of the seven founding families), the butchering of one's own meat is something I could not do (I'd become a vegetarian), and having to go to Cape Town for serious medical help, by boat, is rather daunting.

Nobody needs a medal for natural childbirth there, because that's all they have.

Anyway, tomorrow morning I'm up at 4:30AM to catch a flight. My husband said, "You have to get up early..." and I replied, "Phht, not as early as I do when I go running on Saturdays!"

Hell, I'm practically sleeping in...

Ciao. I'll be back Sunday night.

Posted by Boudicca at September 3, 2009 09:52 PM

You forgot to mention the bit about how the only way onto (or off of) the island is riding in a longboat through the surf. Kind of like where Tom Hanks tries to get off the island in Castaway.

Now for those of us with Vik'ing in our blood, tis no big deal. Longboat ... cross ocean ... using a lodestone and some pointy thing on a platen as a clock to navigate ... no big deal. Of course, its much easier when you can see the stars.

Posted by: The Thomas at September 3, 2009 11:30 PM

Much luck, Bou!

Posted by: Pam at September 4, 2009 09:18 AM

I'm pulling for the race to be excellent for you (as long as I can do it in my sleep - I know these things start way early in the morning - LOL) I know you won't get this before leaving, but I hope you don't activate the internet service (I think you have to call your carrier to do that) because it costs a frigging small fortune per month which I know you don't want to pay!!!

A nice break from the net is a good thing. ;-)

Posted by: Teresa at September 4, 2009 10:01 AM

Hunh. They have an internet station at this little Hyatt...

Posted by: Bou at September 4, 2009 10:59 AM

.... good luck with your half!..... we're all rooting for you, ma'am!....

Posted by: Eric at September 5, 2009 07:12 AM

Pictures of Tristan

Posted by: The Thomas at September 6, 2009 07:47 PM