I’ve decided to, once again, do something inadvisable. I know, none of you are surprised by this. Doing inadvisable things seems to be my specialty – like drinking 5 cups of coffee for breakfast (thought I was going to have a heart attack), doing a 20 mile trail run in the middle of the summer with one bottle of water (thought I was going to die of heatstroke), getting lost after a trail run while trying to find my car (thought I was going to have to be rescued by a wandering group of Cub Scouts), or running over a plain clothes cop in a parking lot with my SUV because I thought he was trying to attack a woman (he was, but just so he could arrest her). My history of doing dumb things is long and varied.
And I never seem to learn.
But, because I’ve been in a bit of a funk, I decided the only smart (read: dumb) thing to do would be to sign up for a 100 miler this weekend. I mean, what cures a funk (especially one that involves jet lag, illness and overall malaise) better than a long, long, long run in the heat? Really. I actually tried to sign up for some cooking classes at the Cordon Bleu, but couldn’t find any that worked (and didn’t cost a million dollars), so a nice 100 miler seemed like the best alternative.
If I survive it. Because it is a trail 100. And we all know I’m a klutz. And that I get lost. All the time. Which is why I try to stay on roads where there are street signs, and people, and cell signal, and medical help.
But there’s no turning back now. I’ve paid my entry, bought a plane ticket, and booked the hotel. I’m going, whether it is idiotic, or not.
And in a last-ditch attempt to prepare for this 100, I did do some trail running this weekend.
Don’t let the smile fool you, I’d already fallen twice – once into the river.
Yes, I even got lost on this “baby” trail.
And yes, I know, running trails the weekend before a race isn’t really the optimal way to train.
But I had to do something. You can’t stay “funky” forever. Oh well, if this doesn’t work, I can always come back and sign up for the cooking classes. I wonder how dangerous I would be with sharp knives?
Happy Running!



 
 
 Mom, ultrarunner, four-time US 24 Hour National Team member, adventure athlete, food writer. Graduate of the Pro Cooking Program at the New School of Cooking, Los Angeles. Will run for food.
   Mom, ultrarunner, four-time US 24 Hour National Team member, adventure athlete, food writer. Graduate of the Pro Cooking Program at the New School of Cooking, Los Angeles. Will run for food.  
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“Doing inadvisable things seems to be my specialty”…and that’s why we’re friends. 🙂 Because no matter how fun orienteering meets, cyclocross races, or 100-mile bike trips are, they AREN’T the running I should be doing in preparation for next month’s 30K. I can’t bring myself to care OR to drop down to the 20 or 10K, though, so I can look forward to a few hours of suffering. So YES! Do something big, and then tell us all about it! (You know…once you find your way back. :D)
Yes, Kate! I love reading about your adventures ’cause I can totally relate – although you don’t seem to get lost as often as I do 🙂 Maybe I need to practice some of your orienteering. And PS – I just googled Cyclocross in Los Angeles. It’s still a bit intimidating for me, but I will keep looking at it until I get brave enough to try it!
PERFECT! Seriously, you know it’s a good idea. Have fun and guaranteed, FUNKBEGONE!
I did JUST that…go to race, watch. Go to race, watch. It took a friend half dragging me onto the course so SHE wasn’t debuting alone. 🙂 CX isn’t nearly as intimidating once you actually try it. I was terrified, then once I was on the course I was wondering what the heck I’d been so afraid of (well, when I had enough oxygen to actually think of anything).
Too funny, Kate! An that is what I will keep doing until I get up enough nerve to do it. You seriously make it look like so much fun!
Thanks, Kirstin! I guess it’s better than sitting on the couch eating cupcakes. Okay, maybe not, but hopefully it will get me out of my funk!
Your posts never cease to bring a smile to my face. I often try to visualize one of these classic klutzy moves of yours and can’t help but to laugh with you about it. A 100 miler sounds like a superb crazy thing to do. Can’t wait to hear about it. Best of luck!
Thank you, Kent. You just made my day 🙂
Who needs cooking classes when you can rock an excellent crepe?
A 100 mile trail race sounds perfect–I’m sure SuperKate is uber proud. Can’t wait to hear all about it! : )
Thank you, Marcia! Made crepes again for breakfast – then had to get back in bed 🙂
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