Preparation H

I hate peeps. There’s no honor in a peep. No honor in manufacturing, selling or consuming them. I’m not sure what’s worse, tempura or a peep. A peep starts out as crap and finishes as crap. At least tempura begins life as a vegetable and turns into something awful for you. Tempura is more tragic.

11 miles – Ridge to Slope

It’s freakin’ April and it’s freakin’ cold! It finally gets above 45 degrees in the early afternoon, and I head out. Five minutes in. Ahead of me a car comes to a stop at a red light. The driver’s side door opens and the driver leans over and throws up. A lot. Real loud too. I was initially going to go over and ask if he needed help, but then I remember I don’t have my phone. And he’s being really dramatic and now the vomiting has turned into a show which annoys me, so I keep running. I stop a little ways up the block to get my stretching in and I see that he’s four or five blocks down the road, only this time he’s pulled off to the side of the road with the door wide open.

Into the wind all the way to the Slope today. Gusting up 30 mph according to weatherunderground. Hard to breathe. The only positive is that runs like this build lung capacity. All I know is that it’s hard to catch a good breath.

It’s Easter Sunday and the roads aren’t as busy as usual. Probably most folks are already having dinner or vomiting with their loved ones. Costco is closed today. White Castle and KFC are open, as is the live poultry place, door open, feathers flyin’. To the left of the front door, their window is painted. “Lamb, chicken, duck, rabbit, turkey and more!” I wonder what the “and more” is and why they are so excited about it? If a place is willing to slaughter and clean a bunny for you for $10, I’m thinking $50 gets you a whooole lot more.

This was one of the toughest runs I’ve ever done. The wind was relentless there and back. Legs feel good so far. The nagging in my right leg/hip hasn’t bothered me. I’ve started incorporating some core training, strengthening of the abs. Also getting more serious about my stretching. Trying to work up a sequence so that I can do these moves without thinking.

Took the car in on Tuesday. I’m on the phone with the guy from the garage. He says it needs new front/back breaks and rotors and a new stabilizer. That requires a wheel alignment. And hell while we’re at it, may as well do the 60,000 mile checkup. What do you call that instant where the words the person is speaking turn into the muted-trumpet sounds the adults make in the Peanut cartoons? I’m there.

And while I’m pissing money, I still have to find a hotel room in Lake Placid.