I stole that line from the RD of last weekend’s fun. Last Saturday was the first (and perhaps last) Run with the Goats beer run. One of the Nomad Trail Runners of Eastern Washington hosted it. His home has access to the Reata Canyon, and he’s one of the folks who maintains the trails. And he has goats. Continue reading
In a little over three weeks, I’m ‘running’ the Snake River Island Hop. I initially signed up for the 100K, but a month or so into training I recognized than I need to stop running for a spell. Since then, I’ve been training to walk the race, and I’ll most likely drop after the 50K.
Never the less, I’ve been attempting to follow the 100K training plan. I’m a bit sheepish about this, but it just occurred to me that it’s nonsensical to follow a training plan for double the distance I intend to cover.
Thus, this weekend’s 30-mile workout is now a 15-mile one. That’s a bit of a relief, as I’m battling another cold (I believe I’m at the tail end of it, though).
This has been a busy few days. Continue reading