It’s that time again, y’all. I’ve got another 26.2 creeping up on my untrained ass (Long Beach, Oct. 9), and it’s time to put another No Train Racing Plan into action.
515W2M is born.
The extra 1.5 is going to give me two extra Long Runs, I won’t be snowboarding after a 20 miler, and the odds of another Freak Monsoon hitting on race day are relatively low.
I like our chances here.
The masterminds at the OUaL Training Labs threw together another haymaker “plan” to get me across that finish line in one piece – smiling, vomit-covered, tear-stained or cartwheeling TBD.
It’s about as simple and rock-brain dumb as you can get, and no science/methodology/professional advice was used so I’d suggest backing far, far away before you decide to even think about adopting any of it. I’ll have waivers for crap-hats who want a piece of the 5W2M pie to sign releasing me from any liability of injury/death caused by my made up plan.
(Time goals have been set but the decision to unveil them is still being debated)
So training starts… yesterday.
With a skipped workout.
Bang up good start.
HEERRRRREEE WE GO!
*** I’ve got a good list started of y’all that are gonna be there sweating/dying/partying with me – leave a comment/email/tweet if you’re going to be there so we can have an awesome time together.
I promise not to hug you if I’ve thrown up or pee’d on myself.