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March 2017



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you turn the cheek. you take it on the chin.

Still not Spring.

More photographic evidence: half-marathon finisher's medal, propped up against two Hugos.

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And here's Amanda in her race gear, looking very chic:

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(Do you know how hard it is to find good workout gear that's not offensive to a Goth sensibility? Seriously, there's a killing to be made in this area.... except it's possible that there are only three jock Goths nerds on earth, and we all hang out together.)

The following morning, I am still walking like John Wayne, and I have eaten my weight in carbs and protein. But apparently my body is hardening off to this endurance running thing: it wasn't that bad, though I think it was more like seven miles of rolling hills in the middle, not five, and two of them were pretty brutal: one was steep and high; one was long and relentless. I managed to run the whole thing, though, which was my goal--and I finished in under 2:30, which was my stretch goal.

At the beginning of the race, I was being passed on all sides by everybody, but once we settled in I started to pick some people off, especially on hills. (Let's hear it for doing the damned hill runs every other week even though they suck!) About four people passed me; one of them somebody I had passed in Mile 2 who made a stunning comeback and kicked my ass.

When you cross the finish line, they hand you a bottle of water. After you drink the water, you notice they also handed you a medal.

Final result: I was 360th out of 420 finishers.

I don't know if I will do it again. It was an interesting experiment, and I love being fit enough to do stuff like that. I might--it wasn't as bad or as hard as I expected it to be (let's hear it for long careful training and a good taper). And it's kind of pleasantly luxurious to have small children handing you Gatorade and Gu while you run. I'm not sure I won't do it again... but the training schedule is really stressful for me (one more goddamn obligation with a goddamned deadline that requires constant tending and attention, which is pretty much my entire working life) and since I'm not even remotely competitive even in my age group, I'm not sure what I get from running a race that I don't get from running around town.

On the other hand, I am officially declaring Project: Valkyrie complete and moving into maintenance phase. Project: Less of Me still has a bit to go, but I'm in no real hurry.

I'm planning on trying the Austin Run For Your Lives! in December, if my knees hold out. That should be fun, and I can do it with stillsostrange.

After the race, stillsostrange and I ate bananas and chocolate, drove home, checked our results, ate sammiches, and then drove into Boston for Richard Thompson, Emmylou Harris, and Rodney Crowell. I could have used a larger proportion of Richard Thompson (nobody should have to follow Richard Thompson), and I was tired and hungry and not my best self by the end of the concert (translation: the largest land arthropod is ME. Crab crab crab.) but it was in general really good and I am glad we went.

I especially liked the bluesed-up version of "Can't Win" and somewhat countrified "Tear-Stained Letter) RT did (most of his set was stuff off the new album) and Emmylou and Crowell doing "Poncho and Lefty," "Tragedy," and "Black Caffeine." RT came back out and joined them for a massive jam on "I Ain't Living Long Like This."

Now I need to eat some more protein, and thing about climbing in a bit.


Congratulations on the run, and on the completion of Project Valkyrie!
except it's possible that there are only three jock Goths nerds on earth, and we all hang out together

My co-worker would be all over Goth running gear!
Congratulations on the half marathon!

And you continue to inspire me to get my own butt moving more as I work on my own Project Less of Me. Every time you write about The Discipline/climbing/running/etc., it helps me to know that there are others out there, getting it done. Thank you for sharing your journey.

(And P.S. I love this sentence! (translation: the largest land arthropod is ME. Crab crab crab.) I have had days/nights like that myself.)
One of the best things about the race was the number of other people of size out there chugging along.
Yay, Bear!

I think what Goth running gear needs is some yet-to-created, highly-reflective black so vehicles don't run you over, though you'd think the neon-running-gear people could neonify some nice purples, blues, and greens.

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You win the internet.
Cybergoth / UV reactive / electroluminescent stuff is... well, I think Dane makes some lycra things that suit...?


I will be here in my boring black under armour tops and utilikilt or boring black shorts :-)

(never run in full Crow regalia; even in Buffalo in November, a motorcycle jacket is hot and heavy and duct taping one's ribs is a stupid, stupid thing to do)
I am currently wearing a nylon running jacket that's black with neon green striping. *g*
I actually have a highly reflective black tape I got for my bicycle. (Which has become kind of superfluous, have inherited someone's rear fender which already had reflective yellow stripes and has been to Alaska.)
Impressive and inspiring.

"(Do you know how hard it is to find good workout gear that's not offensive to a Goth sensibility? Seriously, there's a killing to be made in this area.... except it's possible that there are only three jock Goths nerds on earth, and we all hang out together.)"

Well, not quite. The whole quasi network of women I know who are crazy about some kind of training (martial arts and adventure races are kind of the uniting factors) largely stretch between goth to goth leaning. (And the order I belong to simply asks that you wear black to train.) The visibility bit is tricky, though - I wear the most godawful reflective yellow and silver windbreaker to bike in because I've been hit before and don't like it.
I wear the most godawful reflective yellow and silver windbreaker to bike in because I've been hit before and don't like it.

This all day and twice on Sundays. I tend to run/ride way off the beaten track, but when I have to share the road I wear the brightest things I can. I'm even changing the color of my motorcycle from a sensible black to a bright yellow (although I have my doubts that it will make a difference, the worst hit I have taken was on a bright lime green Kawasaki).
(Also congrats!)

Amen. Every one of the climber women (and most of the men) I know are goth-leaning, and dammit we all need basic gym gear, not to mention the climbing-specific stuff. (Argh, Petzl, by "women's harness" I mean "shaped for hips", not necessarily pink, lavender, or teal.)
My husband showed me a site last year with highly reflective black jackets. I've since misplaced the link, but I poked around today and found Lumitech (with an "h") jackets - available in highly reflective gray and black fabric. Whether that was the company he originally found or not, these folks seem to have a similar product.
Fracking awesome. Even though I still consider distances of more than 5 miles insane to run, it works cause I like crazy people.
Many congratulations! That is some achievement.

I really do admire distance runners because back in my youth when I did run, I was a sprinter. Two hundred metres max and I was finished. :)
*high fives*

You are awesome. You are also SO RIGHT about food and water during endurance events. They take on whole new levels of importance. One time I ended up biking about 15 miles more than I meant to, so I did 90 rather than 75. At about mile 85, I stopped at a McDonalds because they stocked calories, goddamit. I ordered a soda and fries and picked up some ketchup; I proceeded to inhale the soda and fries. When I had exactly 2 fries left I remembered the ketchup, and proceeded to eat it straight. It may have been the best thing I ate all day.

Bodies are weird.
I have a Fuel Belt, but it's really nice to look forward, every two miles, to being provisioned rather than having to haul it with you. *g*
Definitely. Although, we had one ride where we were bringing up the end so badly that every rest stop we stopped at asked "Is there anyone else behind you?" rather hopefully. I was a bit offended.

I think my most memorable mid-ride refueling was that I had stopped to let my companions catch up, and I just happened to be next to a roadside bush of delicious, ripe blackberries. We ended up taking rather a longer rest there than anticipated.
Mm. Too often when climbing, it's a smushed sandwich, some lukewarm water, and a Clif bar.
Yeah, that sounds about right for hiking too.
Yep. Peanut butter sammich and water. Yum. Like I'm back in eighth grade.
Would it be awfully shallow of me to say that getting ready for it also had you looking smokin' hot?

Thank you very kindly!
I was struck by the pix of the two "mind" trophies -- the Hugos -- with the "body" trophy, the half marathon medal. About time the bod got some (well deserved) recognition.
P.S., I love the dragonfly above the guitar. Yours?
Goth jock nerd gear--try Antic. I know them from ski/snowboard gear but they also do skate stuff...there's a lot of Goth jock gear in the skater world as well.

Grenade Gear is another one.
Congratulations! Marvelous achievement. You totally earned it!