The weather forecast for FANS is warm. 89 and sunny; slight chance of thunderstorms during the evening with lows in the 60s. We are running a 2.4 mile asphalt strip around a lake so I can always take a cooling swim break. A friend of mine running the race is hoping for thunderstorms, a tornado and then widespread fires. He'll probably win the race. I told him to call me a weak wussy pussy bitch if I tell him I am going to bail early.
Tonight I'll make sandwiches, pack clothing, bottles, HEED, Code Red Mountain Dew, Diet Pepsi and get to bed early.
Race start is 800 AM. I'm not going to make it to packet pick up and weigh in tonight so I'll arrive to the start early to take care of all of that business. We have to be weighed every 4 hours. If I am way under they will make me stop and drink and eat until I am back within 4% of starting weight or if I'm way over they will warn me of hyponitremia which I have battled in the past.
Yesterday I and Topaz went out for 5 miles. Oh man, the deer flies and mosquitoes are really really bad. We were running from the deer flies. Topaz had to take a few rolling breaks to get them off of his back. I have a screen to go around my head/face and a 'dog jacket' made out of screening. I'll have to pull them out for next week.
Last night both boys had baseball games in town. I dropped Troy off, Steve hooked up with him after work, I went to Tyler's game. Each time a ball came over the fence I ran for it. I was still dressed in running clothes and shoes so didn't have to worry about turning an ankle in sandals over the bumpy grassy field. A 10 year old boy was racing me for the ball a few times and I beat him. I felt like Topaz! As soon as I saw that ball come over the fence I ran as fast as I could for it. It was hilarious! I wanted that ball and I was racing the young kids. Tyler's team was cheering me on, it was a riot.
They called me the Ball Girl. Better than Ball Old Lady.