Sunday, August 23, 2015

Adventures in Edmonton running...

So. Dear reader.

Some things have happened to me in the past year. This and that. And then this and that again. It happened. I'm okay with it. But that goddamn itsy bitsy yellow polka dot bikini that has been sitting in my swim drawer is calling my name. I think it is time to bring her out soon. I am pretty excited. Stay tuned.

I have committed myself to start trail racing again. Nothing brings me joy like that does. Nothing. Not even Netflix. Or Shomi. Or my leftover Percocet from that time I broke my leg. I am registered for the 5 Peaks 7.3km run in Devon in September. It's pretty much an uphill, single track, dirt trail.

I have started my training of with a bang- I am thinking I should start a twitter feed called: things that happen to me while running in YEG. Because I'm slow and old - many things can happen. Yes, even marriage proposals. WTF. Some guy, a distinguished sheik in a rusty Honda Civic, asked me for directions, then asked if I was in the need for a rich husband. I'm not sure what happened but I am not a beautiful site running. I am a sweating, heaving, ugly mess... So, you know, I think that stands to say something about the plight of single sheiks in this city. Poor dudes.

Here is a gratuitous photo of me running a chubby puppy.