A recent #runchat Twitter question revolved around keeping sweat out of your eyes while running, and I was shocked more people didn’t know about my favorite running addition: Handana.
The Road to Medoc is coming to an end very soon. Welp! I leave for France in just a few days for a wine and run adventure like no other (and if you know of another, let me know!).
It’s my least favorite time of the year, when reservations open for Epcot Food & Wine Festival in November. Today was the pre-sale for Chase Disney Visa Cardholders and regular booking opens later this week. I managed to score reservations for the new Japanese Craft Beer Tasting and our old standby the Mexican Tequila Lunch, which we have not missed since they started.
I was really just playing with the Getty embed feature and chose one of my favorite memories from this year’s Coachella. The Replacements played weekend two with Billie Joe, while Paul Westerberg hung out on a couch.
It’s just past 5 a.m. here in Oslo and I’m itching to go for a run. I’m also tapering, which I don’t normally do before a half. I’ve also been traveling so much. Thanks to an insanely long layover in London, it took 26 hours to get to Oslo from Seattle. I lost even more time because of the time change.
Dragon is sleeping, so I figured I’d write this now….Dumbo Double Dare is over and I survived.
Well, okay, I’m flying, but I’m going to run through, and around and to Disneyland this weekend. Everyone is posting packing lists, DLH advice, and fun Disney tips. My favorite blog post demystifies the balloon ladies. I’m working. Working. Working.
I tripped and registered for the Strip at Night already! What?!? That’s right, another year of fundraising and running and rockin’ out on the strip!
My tickets are purchased, my hotels are booked (well for New Years and the Race, not the whole trip), and my bags are packed (okay not really). I’m really going to go to Norway and run in the arctic air. My biggest worry isn’t the running or the weather, it’s my shoes. I run barefoot. I wear minimalist shoes in most races if not barefoot. I hate socks. I don’t own socks. Well, maybe I have one or two pairs of smart wools from when I used to hike before i deiscovered minimalist that got swept under the bed and are collecting furballs, but I’m not wearing them. Did I mention I hate socks? And heavy shoes? Strappy six-inch heels or nothing, baby!
So, what am I going to wear in the probably blizzard (with my luck) conditions?
That’s what’s on my mind, nine months from the run! I only have nine months to figure this out.
I should admit I’m not writing a recap for the Tink Meetup or the Tink Half…I was in the middle of a lot then and although the horizon has cleared, it is still hazy with other tasks. Maybe I will someday get around to sharing my Tink experience, but maybe I will leave that behind to focus on the future.
Oh, the future!
I know I haven’t written my recap of the Tink Half Meetup or the Tinker Bell Half Marathon from a month ago. I also haven’t been running much or really much of anything. And I certainly haven’t been blogging about my lack of anything. It’s because of this little guy:
Meet Chewie if you haven’t before. He’s my baby. My 16-year-old beautiful baby boy. And he’s sick. I’ve been caring for him round the clock. He’s had some good days and some bad days. We’re in a round of real bad days.
I fell in love with Chewie when he was just that doggie in the window. Turns out my cat’s vet was selling him through the local pet store. Chewie (then David) was being raised by my vet’s cat who had just had kittens and Chewie was getting too big and rambunctious to stay a kitten forever. I visited him three times before handing over a ridiculous amount of cash for a college student while on my way to see Return of the Jedi.
From having to go home between classes and on breaks at work to walk him to traveling through Canadian woods and to Disneyland together, we’ve come a long way. He’s been with me through cancer, endometriosis, two arm surgeries, and countless broken bones. I’ve nursed him through back surgery and kidney disease, and now encephalitis. For the last 15 years and 10 months, he’s been my best friend.
When he got sick in December, I wanted to spend the holidays and his birthday (Jan. 3) with him. I got that and a few weeks more. I hope he gets better this week. I know I’ve had 16 wonderful years (give or take a few bad months) and I know I am lucky to have walked by that pet store every day….and I know that I’ll get to running and writing and all that when life isn’t so much in the way.
This morning I was lucky to be part of an amazing runDisney event–the Tinker Bell Half Meetup. Fifty of us ran through Disneyland and California Adventure at 6 am. I’ll do a full recap later but just wanted to squeal for a moment.