Kid's bike speech gets my lazy bum going.

I'm reposting this from video of a kiddo's inspirational speech after his first bike ride I first found at Steve in a Speedo, because I have honestly watched it several times laughing and applauding. Then I set aside my brownie, put my chocolate milk back in the fridge, and got off my lazy arse to go for a run this afternoon.

Honestly going up there in the inspirational category with Spirit of the Marathon.

There is just something about this picture

I'm working on my first full marathon recap which should be up this weekend. And oh what an update it will be, filled with wind, triumph, wind, Lambeau Field, wind, crazy awesome runners, and WIND!

But there is one picture in particular that keeps drawing me in. There is just something about it that I cannot stop looking at. Something that seems a little amiss.

Okay, so there are a few things wrong, such as my heal strike, but one thing in particular is really bothering me.

The wispy hair.

It's uncontrollable. I bought these awesome large Bondiband headbands to try and contain the hair.

But it refuses to be contained.

My hair has a mind of its own. The shining strands in the sunlight, it kind of reminds me of a head crown.

Or better yet, a really awesome superhero helmet.

Yeah, there we go. Complete with fire-shooting shoes. Nice.

This is totally how I run a marathon.

The Saddle Walk

It's two days after the half marathon, and I think there must be something in my water. Something really good.

I did not experience any chaffing, so my action plan there worked perfectly.

No blisters, a miracle within itself.

While I can feel my muscle are a little stiff today, they are not to the point where I am having problems moving around. Just the normal exertion after a hard workout.

And no saddle walk.

You know, the awkward walk after a race where it looks like you have been on a horse forever. You look stiff, and it is obvious by the grimaces on your face that you would rather be lying on your back and on some very good pain meds.

I have experienced none of that. Therefore I am a little anxious. Either one of three things happened:

1. I trained so well and had the perfect diet so that my body was able to handle all the additional stress of race day.
2. I am a superhero with newfound runner abilities. Soon you will find me dead lifting 500 lbs with the power lifters.
   
3. It's going to catch up to me, just give it a few days.
   

Although I am thinking #1, I am kind of pulling for #2. Then I will really have a reason to run with a cap, and spandex. Don't forget the spandex.

How to Practice for a Triatholon Start

Watched this and snorted some water through my nose. I was obviously shocked by how educational a commercial could be! It was blatantly apparent that this needed to be posted within the confines of my blog so I had it book marked for future reference. Check-and-mark.

Gosh, I wonder if my friends would be helpful enough to hit me with American Gladiator pugil sticks?

UPDATE: I surveyed a couple of my buddies and they were more then willing to help out with this type of training. I have such caring, and compassionate friends who understand my dedication to the sport.

(via Steve in a Speedo?! Gross)

A Little Bit -- Dirty?

Oh my blessed washer and dryer this looks awesome! Even better then the Run Amuck event is the Run Amuck photo gallery.

Seriously laughing so hard. I want in on this race so badly, I would even consider buying an airline ticket and flying out for this next year.