S.O.B.

Somebody finally realized it's supposed to be summer around here and flipped a switch on the weather. We went from a high of 65 to a high of 95 in less than a week. My boy is miserable, but I'm sure happy to finally see the sun. If I'm happy - I think by default that should mean he's happy. That's how it works, right? Can somebody please clue him in?

I don't have pictures just yet, but I ran and finished the Siskiyou Outback 50k this weekend. It was hard. But I'm glad I did it. If I am ever sick enough to do it again, I'm going to definitely have to rethink my training strategy. They call it the S.O.B. for good reason. There is a total elevation gain of about 4200 feet. In addition to the other shorter climbs, there is a 3.1 mile hill at mile 19ish that is b-r-u-t-a-l. I did a lot of walking at that point. And a lot rethinking my sanity for entering the race and maybe a little raging at the hill itself - which was especially effective. Once I found the top, however, the rest of the race wasn't so bad, and by the time I finished I even half believed I enjoyed myself out there. My boy was such a good sport. He got up at 4:45am to drive me out there, and was waiting for me at the finish line. I love that guy. I think I'll marry him.

The End.