On Moscow Mountain
Thanks for sending me this photo, Amy :)
Pullman at Sunset
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Forgotten Photos
Here are three pictures that I have had on my desktop that I planned to put in my next running blog and never got around to it. Enjoy!
Thanks for sending me this photo, Amy :)
Pullman at Sunset
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Thanks for sending me this photo, Amy :)Pullman at Sunset
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Snow's Here
It is cold on the Palouse, and my runs on Moscow Mountain this year are numbered. This is what my Sunday long run looked like:
Looking forward to the spring already.
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Slow 5.4 miles
Moose Tracks
Looking forward to the spring already.
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Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Turkey Trot 2011
On November 19, I went down to Lewiston for the Seaport Striders Turkey Trot. I wasn't planning to participate in the event, but multiple Beer Chasers were headed down, so I did too.
The event started at 10 AM. By 9:55 I had decided that I was going to run it. Standing on the sidelines in 30-degree temperatures didn't sound like fun. But I had a problem: I was wearing jeans.
"Oh well. It isn't like I was planning on breaking any records today," I thought, as I emptied out my change purse, searching for enough dimes and nickels to cover the steep $1 race entry fee.
At 10:02 we pulled into the parking lot and saw the racers bound from the starting line.
"Oh well. It isn't like I was planning on breaking any records today."
I put the loose change into my pockets and jumped onto the Greenbelt trail. Before I knew it, I was passing the walkers and the slow joggers with baby strollers. And within 10 minutes, I was all by myself in no-man's-land, the wide section that separates the fast runners and the walkers. For nearly 2.5 miles, I was by myself and keeping a 12:30 pace.
With a mile to go, I saw Scott and Sadie barreling towards me; they had finished the race long before I, and they were coming back my way to check on Denim McGoofball (the Denim Bullet? Flash McDenim...) I was doing fine, despite my attire.
At about 3.5 miles, Ben (another Beer Chaser) joined us to run to the finish. I finished in just about 49 minutes flat.
Though I know it is kind of silly, I was disappointed that I couldn't register post-race and that the drawings for the turkeys and pies were already finished. I went back to Pullman with my pocket full of nickels and no turkey. :(
I don't have any pictures of me running in jeans, but I did take this one photo of the course:
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The event started at 10 AM. By 9:55 I had decided that I was going to run it. Standing on the sidelines in 30-degree temperatures didn't sound like fun. But I had a problem: I was wearing jeans.
"Oh well. It isn't like I was planning on breaking any records today," I thought, as I emptied out my change purse, searching for enough dimes and nickels to cover the steep $1 race entry fee.
At 10:02 we pulled into the parking lot and saw the racers bound from the starting line.
"Oh well. It isn't like I was planning on breaking any records today."
I put the loose change into my pockets and jumped onto the Greenbelt trail. Before I knew it, I was passing the walkers and the slow joggers with baby strollers. And within 10 minutes, I was all by myself in no-man's-land, the wide section that separates the fast runners and the walkers. For nearly 2.5 miles, I was by myself and keeping a 12:30 pace.
With a mile to go, I saw Scott and Sadie barreling towards me; they had finished the race long before I, and they were coming back my way to check on Denim McGoofball (the Denim Bullet? Flash McDenim...) I was doing fine, despite my attire.
At about 3.5 miles, Ben (another Beer Chaser) joined us to run to the finish. I finished in just about 49 minutes flat.
Though I know it is kind of silly, I was disappointed that I couldn't register post-race and that the drawings for the turkeys and pies were already finished. I went back to Pullman with my pocket full of nickels and no turkey. :(
I don't have any pictures of me running in jeans, but I did take this one photo of the course:
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