So, for those faint of stomach, I will let you know part of this blog is going to go into a topic you don't want to hear about, Poop, Crap, SHIT!!!, etc. but I will give you warning before I go "there".
I took off last week from work from Wednesday on. The family and I went to the zoo, up to Idaho Springs and hung out a lot. It was nice, but it never seems like you do as much as you'd like when you have time off. I thought there would be more relaxing and sleeping but with a 3-yr old that has become an insomniac, I believe that is impossible. Now I need a day off just so I can sleep.
Other things that happened was watching CU get torn apart by a MWC team and realizing it's already time to pull the plug on this staff IMO. I also attended my high school friend's, Nate Rehm, wedding. My wife wasn't too intent joining me for a wedding where she only knew the groom and hadn't seen him but at our wedding, so I went solo. It was at Boettcher Mansion which I had not visited and I have to say, that is a beautiful residence and beautiful setting to have a wedding. It was gorgeous, but fuck did I feel like a loner/loser/whatever else you want to call it and I am not one to be uncomfortable but I felt like Owen Wilson when he was crashing weddings on his own without the acting like a jackass part. I blew my budget on escort girls and I heard Julia Roberts prices have increased from the 80s so going solo was the only way to go. Oh well, I went to see one of my friends that I care about get married and it was a beautiful wedding and well done. How can you not enjoy a Mac and Cheese bar, finger desserts of every kind and open bar? Congrats, Nate Dogg.
Back to the zoo, I am usually not one for the zoo because the animals don't do anything but they must have got the brown bears/grizzlies from the Circus or from some Asian zoo where they perform in order to get fed because they made the zoo well worth it. They were sniffing all the small children from across their moat since they were covered in sugar and probably smelled like Honey Smoked Salmon (product placement, can I get some free Honey Smoked Salmon from the CO based Honey Smoked Fish Company in CO for that well placed marketing?). They were waving and standing up (and pissing) from the scent of some delicious children. You could tell parents were like cute but keeping their kids close in case the bears decided it'd be worth attempting a jump to try those delicious kiddies! We skipped out of the rest of the zoo quickly. Denver needs to work on getting some water creatures. I saw no polar bears or sea lions (this has been occuring regularly to where they used to be staples of the zoo when I was growing up). The large primate area was the quickest we went through. I mainly ushered Sophie out of the Orangutan area because I was not willing to have my child exposed to a masturbating orange primate while other parents seemed to be clueless. That can be saved for when one of her friends in elementary ruin it for her while youtubing it on their iPhone15stk and we have to explain what she saw.
So I've been delaying it, but it's time to talk about my running. I only did 3 days last week. I am not proud, but not worried. I planned on bumping up mileage in 2 weeks and feel it is time, plus Saturday's run beat the shit out of me (pun intended and I was fine just taking Sophie to the park and grocery shopping). So my two shorter runs went well last week. I did one at night. I did the other right before the local middle school was getting out I came to realize and did my Yasso 800s averaging 3:50 pace. I only did 5, but after not doing speed training for the last month, I was glad to see my Yassos were stronger than they were before my 1/2 marathon. So Saturday... Well, I waited to get my long run in because I got to bed late from getting the dog and heading to the in-laws and Andi needed to go to the doctor in the morning, so I decided I'd run while Sophie napped in the early afternoon. Only, it was hot, 82-84 when I decided to do my run and I was hungry from only snacking on a couple pieces of bacon and having a banana so I decided to have a burrito and nachos from Taco Bell (Registered TM) and figured I'd have some fuel then. Yeah, fuel is a nice way to put it. So I prepped for my long run as Sophie went down for a nap and after we put away our stuff from the night before/morning of staying at the in-laws. I felt full and slow. My gut had been giving me issues since pizza at Beau Jo's in Idaho Springs. Their pizza is great and it's fun to go there but I swear they put 10x the fiber normal wheat crust has and add ex-lax to their cheese like my friends did to the pasta salad all the coaches ate before a football game in high school.
I was finally running from 96th and Buckley to 56th and Buckley. This is an old road that's been closed to the public for years but is now considered a trail for the Arsenal trail that goes along the trail. The trail is pretty poor along 56th I've seen from the road and pretty poor once you get to about 76th on this old road. On 56th you can at least run along a sidewalk until the trail picks up again near Dick's Sporting Goods park (another product placement, though I like my 20% off Sports Authority coupons and their clearance gear more) to where there is a 1.5 mile stretch where this trail is just a potholed, weed filled old road where you could roll an ankle and be left for the coyotes if you aren't careful. The run from 56th to 96th is great because it's like one nice climb the first half of the 5 miles and then downhill the second half, so it's a nice there and back. Only I could not think of that. I was thinking, you are definitely not going too hard because you are over 10:15 pace which is okay for a long run but a little slow for skinny Andy/Ace, but was fine for 180 lb Ace. I didn't care. (Descriptive area of my feelings and actions starts now!!!) My main goal was keeping from puking up that 5-layer burrito or keeping it from exiting into my shorts. I felt like if I puked I'd feel better but the only time I find puking easy is when I mix beer and hard alcohol or wheat beer so I knew that wasn't likely. I felt like I may be able to handle the run all the way back when I felt better briefly about 3/4 mile from 56th. I think that is the calm before the storm you get when you have stomach issues and it was. As soon as I saw 56th clearly, I knew I could not make it more than another mile without some issues. Luckily I had taken my Uncle's advice of carrying toilet paper. Unlike past runs where I knew I'd be passing places I could relieve myself, this was a trail I knew I'd be lucky to. There was a port-a-pottie at 56th but it was enclosed around this fence that looked difficult to traverse and like there may be and I knew cops kept an eye on this area pretty good from travelling 56th to get to Pena or even Aurora/Montbello area when I coached, so I said, it's time to lose your outdoor shitting virginity. This may come as a surprise, but I've never pooped outside before. Yes, me the notorious pooper that talks too much about my shitting experiences. I ran to the nearest tree that provided some cover and that wouldn't allow anyone without binoculars to see what was going on and relieved the pressure. It was not pretty but felt great being able to run without that worry. I ran the next couple miles at a good pace back up the little hill. I was feeling fine until about 1.5 miles left. It was hot. My Powerade/water mix was warmer than piss and my gut was saying, you didn't think you were off the hook did you. I ran a good pace for the last 1.25 miles but with a quarter mile or so I stopped dead in my tracks and walked it home. I knew that a few more hard pounds on the pavement and I'd have the shit walk of shame with crap running down my leg like I was in Kindergarten (and 2nd grade). After the 2nd one, I have not been afraid to take a shit anywhere because that was embarrassing. Unfortunately more so from my family than for the poor kid in after school that everyone said had shit himself and I joined in on him instead of taking the blame. Yes, it is never funny to be known as the guy that shit himself, especially when you went to the same school for 7 years at that time. I made it home, I finally felt fully relieved and my body was mad. I ran when it was too hot, I did not fuel adequately or intectually and I paid the price but was prepared for it and it showed me to be smarter in the future and prepare me for my marathon.
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