Monday, April 4, 2016

100 miles

This isn't a post about that Proclaimers song.

Not sure what is more upsetting. 1) that by typing that, the song is now stuck in my head or 2) that I knew the Proclaimers sang it without having to look it up? It's a toss up really.


Have you ever run?

Not from something or because you were late but for FUN? Weird right?

Apparently people do it all the time. 5ks, half marathons, full marathons. There is actually a race that is 100 miles long.

Yes you read that right. A nice jog that can take you 24 hours to complete. Doesn't that sound like FUN? Seriously FUN right?

Obviously I'm not going to be doing that.

This weekend though someone I know did.

I'll give you a second to wrap your brain around that. 24 hours of running.

So I signed up to get text notifications of their progress. Cool right? I thought so too but because that would be a lame blog post I've decided to juxtapose my day to their progress.

By the time I was brushing my teeth they had already run 12 and a half miles and while brushing my teeth was hard, It's possible they were working harder. Possible.

Almost 1000 am and I've already taught a bunch of small children how to be ninjas and don't forget where I brushed my teeth. Ate some breakfast and drank some coffee too.

Now it's my turn to exercise. Sure they have already run 25 miles but I'm going to run in a tiny circle for like ten whole minutes.

I needed a break after all that running so I took the kids to Dunkin Donuts. Remember I ran for ten minutes. Plus there was the ninja training and the teeth brushing. It's been a long day.

Pretty sure they have run farther than all the driving I've done so far today. Whatever. I ran for ten minutes.

Okay time for some pinterest level crafting. I took apart this dresser and refinished it.

Still running?  Yup Still running.

Pretty sure I'm being more productive.

Next project is a flower box. I carried those 4x6 pieces of arsenic treated wood with my bare hands after I cut them. Yeah. There was shoveling too and some other stuff but I don't remember.

50 miles? that's not possible right? Surely the little GPS tracker has been attached to a migrating deer or a CAR!!

Paint's dry. Luckily I had time for a quick trip to Lowes to get some shiny new hardware. Better get these attached so that I can get dinner started.

Children have been fed and are upstairs quietly. Time to chill. Morris Chesnut is uber charming on this show.

Does that say 62 miles? That's almost 3 back to back marathons.

It's at this point that I start texting a mutual friend about the insanity that is the fact that this person has been running since 6 am!!!!

Did you know I have a movie room? Yeah Triple S built it for me and obviously it is the only place to watch Transporter 3 with my children. It was hard staying awake but I made it.

Bed Time. I'm super tired. I've had a busy day.

So I shut off my text alerts because sleep is precious to me. Plus I was really tired thanks to my super busy day. It felt like I had run a metaphorical marathon and while that isn't as impressive as literally running 4 marathons it's still impressive.

When I woke up I saw that I had missed a few texts. I did have a great dream about marshmallow shoes though so.....

Basically our days were pretty equal as far as energy expenditures.

Seriously though 100 miles. 100 miles. I cannot even fathom this. Not even in the zombie apocalypse. Not even if after I finished RDJ was waiting for me to take me to my trailer for my starring role in Avengers:Infinity Wars. There is no scenario I can come up with that makes this a good idea.

To everyone who ran and actually finished you people are freaking superheroes.


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  2. Oh my stars! Never, never in a million years would I do that.

  3. Marshmallow shoes!!!

    I have to know, was the person texting while running? Because that seems hazardous. But maybe the hazard it would add to RUNNING FOR 24 HOURS STRAIGHT would be negligible and therefore irrelevant?

    1. It wasn't the runner although I would want to see more numbers to confirm the statistical relevance of the dangers of texting and running 24HRS.


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