I have have Lame Post Friday in the middle of vacation, can’t I? Of course I can; it’s my blog and I’ll cry if I want to. Wait a minute, that’s something else.
I have spent all day having Boilermaker Butterflies (I think I once wrote a blog post of that title). I mean serious, stomach-churning nervousness. I don’t know why. All my problems will resolve themselves at the proper time. I will run the race. There is no reason to think I will not have fun. Yet here I sit, trying to drink more water and worrying.
I went for one final run today (is it bad that I have begun the last three paragraphs with “I”? Just something else to worry about), 30 easy minutes. It didn’t feel too bad. I found the shirt I wanted to run in, a large yellow tee with a Superman logo which Steven purchased for 50 cents at a church thrift store some years ago. It is a little wrinkly, and I am considering ironing it. I rather like the thought of running the Boilermaker in a freshly pressed t-shirt.
This morning I had several errands to run: an afghan to drop off, a trip to the post office, a visit to the library to print out my Boilermaker registration confirmation. By 11:30 I was headed to Utica to Mohawk Valley Community College (MVCC) to pick up my race number and goody bag. What a crowd scene! However, people were nice and numerous volunteers kept things running smoothly.
For dinner I had a London broil in the crock pot. Some time ago, a nice young man at The Sneaker Store told me I should have a steak dinner on Friday and pasta on Saturday. I substituted roast beef in the crock pot then as I did now. I plan to use fresh basil from my container garden to make pesto for tomorrow’s pasta. Yum!
What I am mostly worried about now is that this is a truly lame blog post. Can I possibly expect tomorrow’s to be any better as the 15K race looms ever closer? I should probably have an in-depth conversation with myself about whether the race is worth all this anguish I put myself through, with perhaps a side discussion about why I put myself through such completely useless worry. Don’t worry, any minute now I will move on to the point where I start to laugh at myself. Happy Friday, everyone!
Mohawk Valley Girl 