A Good Day to Take Williams

I considered biking home up highway 30 today (something I rarely do considering it is a highway), but the heat had me too brain-dead to do anything but follow what is by now practically autopilot. Normally I’m against falling into ruts, but today my rut led me well – it led me up a street full of magical free things because today was Rider Appreciation Day (R.A.D.).

I got a hotdog, lemonade, a mini bike tune-up, four beer cozies, flavored water, trail mix, coupons, and beer, all for free just because I happened to ride my bike home up Williams. I’m telling you man, that R.A.D thing is pretty rad.

Why I ran the half marathon

I started training in early May, so I’ve been training for two months. But before that? Well, I decided to run this half-marathon about a year ago thanks to my good friend Charlie Brown (ok yeah, you caught me, his real name isn’t Charlie Brown, that’s just what I call him). And before that? I ran cross country through middle school and high school. Most of my friends thought I was insane for doing that – I voluntarily competed in a 4k one to two times per week during the first two months of school, not to mention training runs that could be as long as 5 miles or 60 minutes. Now that I’ve ran a whole 13.1 miles in two hours and twenty minutes that doesn’t sound so long to me anymore, but in high school it was a big deal. It was hard and it was hot and sometimes I hated it. So why did I stay on the team? To stay fit partly. But I could have chosen volleyball or basketball or even made a big fuss and joined the football team if I really wanted to. Why is running my sport?

Well there’s the process of elimination reasoning, but there’s also the fact that I genuinely enjoy running. I trace it all back to when I was about six years old and went to an after-school track and field camp. I don’t know how I ended up there, I just know that the high school track team was showing a bunch of us elementary school kids around and introducing us to the different field events. Then a few of the high-school girls rounded up those of us who wanted to see the cross country course. I was hooked immediately, it was just like going for a hike, but with a little running mixed in. I remember talking my mom into driving me back to the high school later that week just so that I could run the Estacada cross country course one more time.

So really, I’ve been planning on being a runner for 14 years now. And I’ve finally worked my way up to a half-marathon. Soon it’ll be full marathons, and even ultra-marathons!

The Results Are In!

Grace is a beast

So, I got 1075th place. Sounds really bad when I’m used to racing against 50-100 people tops, but there were actually 1799 runners, so it’s actually decent. And better yet, I met my goal! The goal was to run the half marathon in two and a half hours or less, and I did it in two hours and twenty minutes! And look at the super snazzy swag I got – fancy and actually heavy medal, plus a moisture-wicking t-shirt. Not to mention the strawberry shortcake and hot dog at the end of the race. I spent $74.80, but what with the swag and the experience, totally worth it.

The Next Adventure

Tomorrow morning, I am going on an adventure.

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Unlike good old Bilbo though, I have been planning this particular adventure for quite some time. It’s also significantly shorter than Bilbo’s journey – 13.1 miles to be exact. And instead of there and back again, I’ll actually be going in a circle around Sauvie Island. Here’s the map of where I’m going actually:

half marathon

If you haven’t guessed yet, I’m talking about a half-marathon, my first one ever to be exact. It’s the Foot Traffic Flat up on Sauvie Island. I picked this particular half-marathon for a number of reasons: a) it’s the flattest course on the west coast, and therefore the easiest, b) it is on the 4th of July, and I figured it would be easier to get a holiday off of work (before I started working at a tourist attraction).

Wish me luck!

Dear Mother Nature

Yes, I do realize that it is now July, but does that really give you license to turn on the broiler??? Why all of a sudden do I have to sweat my way through the day? I didn’t sign up for this sauna.

Yes I did live in Iowa for 10 years, and yes that heat was worse because it involves even more humidity… Yes perhaps that means I shouldn’t complain, I did after all have it worse four years ago. That’s the problem though, it has been four years since I have spent an entire summer in the Midwest. Plus, there’s a reason I have refused to be back there during the summer – As it turns out, I don’t like the heat.

In conclusion, yes Mother Nature, I do realize that it could be worse, so please don’t punish me for complaining, but if you don’t mind keeping days like today to a minimum, I would be very much obliged.

Sincerely,

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