Perhaps you have shamefully forgotten what that means.
Back in February, when I had a witch's tits and a well-digger's ass, I thought ahead to the coming warm season and conjured the Summer Solstice Challenge. Ah yes, it's all coming back you! You remember this:
The longest run on the longest day.
This out and back is through the Ohio & Erie Canal Towpath. Yes, I know, it looks -- looks!?! -- like a long way. And there's no conceivable way that I can actually train for this distance in four weeks. Well, no matter, I'm going to do it anyway.
As my Booze Hound comrade said, quoting T.S. Eliot, "Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.”
During the past few days I've been working on a supply list for the run:
- Backpack -- anybody have a suggestion for a quality, light and minimal option?
- Water -- luckily there's that river nearby.
- Energy bars/gels -- suppose any company wants to sponsor the Challenge?
- Pretzels -- really salty ones!
- Banana Bread -- prepared special! Thanks, ee!
- Sunscreen -- SPF Brazilian!
- Flask -- in case of injury or loss of confidence.
- Watch -- I know you'll want to see my wicked-fast splits.
- Change of clothes -- Momma doesn't want the paramedics to find me with dirty undies!
CoffinsJust kick dirt over me ...
In preparation, I'll run three miles tonight for my first run since Cleveland. Hey, that's 7.5 percent of the Challenge! I'm on my way.
Run well and drink well, teammates! Or as they say in Italy, Corri bene e bevi bene!
[Drunkard's note: This Booze Hounds proverb has been translated into its first foreign language thanks to Xenia.]