It’s a new year. I entered it sick for the first week and a half. Finally getting over it. Fortunately for the few of you who responded to the last post, I missed a work out this week. So that’s $10 from me into the pool for the Ulman Cancer Fund. Still figuring out how to get this to work. I might follow Emma’s lead and make it something really embarrassing for me at the end of the season, or maybe figure something else out.
Oh, you’ll see some things on the right side of this post. Rev3 staff and team members are running across America to raise money for the Ulman Cancer Fund. The goal is $100,000 raised before they finish the run. Whether you want to donate is up to you, but it’s a great cause. Cancer in young people sucks (cancer in general sucks too). Also announced? Rev3 and UCF officially announced their partnership this week, and that means Rev3 is the production and promotion of the Half Full triathlon (oddly, the Half Full is an olympic distance race, the name is a reference to optimism). Might have one of the coolest race logos too.
And then that happens…
So it’s been about 4 or 5 days since I wrote the above… and the roof caved in. Well, not totally. A sprinkler head two floors up from my apartment gave way, and water cascaded into my apartment Thursday. I opened the door and all I could hear was the pitter patter of water falling. My cat was walking in between the bathroom and the kitchen (the only completely dry areas in the apartment — my sister and her husband were kind enough to take him and me in through the weekend). Fortunately, my computer was dry, my bikes were dry, most of my clothes were dry… I got very lucky. The apartment management company acted quickly and had industrial dryers/dehumidifiers in my apartment within hours, which was fantastic for all of my stuff, but horrible for actually training in the apartment (when I went home on Saturday, it was 91 degrees in the apartment and snowing outside). So yeah, that threw my week off severely, and I’m now $20 in the hole.
To clear my mind this morning, I went for a 10 mile run along the harbor. I’ve never run that path before, and there was a part that reminded me of one of my favorite paths in the DC area: right along the landing pattern of Logan. It’s become my standard Sunday run of late (but that’s bound to change): 10 miles in ~1:08. Nothing too strenuous but with a little kick at the end.