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On my long run last Sunday, I tried to pretend that I was running in the desert. This is what it looked like in my mind. My Photoshop skills stink.
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| Reality was a vast expanse of snow and wind. |
With 28 days until I leave for Marathon des Sables, training is winding down and preparation is getting into gear (ha, pun intended!). I have a little bit more time now than I have in the last five weeks. Whew! There's lots of packing to do, things to buy and logistics to put into my brain.
What I'd like to do is wear a necklace with beads or other small objects from friends and Addisonians. I'd like to take a little piece of each of you into the Sahara Desert. It doesn't have to be new or fancy or even a bead, just something really small (under 1 inch) and that won't tickle (like hairy). If you are interested in sending me something, email me at my regular email address or contact@addisonssupport.com so I can give you my address. If you need a couple of bucks for postage, I will be happy to send you a small prepaid envelope.
So far, I have a square pearl from Leigh and parts from a bracelet that Nancy gave me (sorry Nance, I didn't take it off after you gave it to me and I wore it out!).
Berbers - I thought I needed some clever alliteration in the title! There will be Berbers at Marathon des Sable! They will be transporting and setting up tents. Want to see a cool video about MdS?
Here you go.
Blizzard - last Sunday I did my long run. The morning started out nice enough with no breeze and fluffy ankle deep snow. It was gorgeous!
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| Pretending the snow is sand. |
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Stopped at the coffee shop to warm up and get some espresso. Because I'm so dang slow, I don't mind taking pictures, drinking coffee and looking around on runs. Heck, I'm not going to win so why don't I enjoy the hell out of it.
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| I had to take a picture of this poor horse. He's the ugliest paint I've EVER seen! |
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| About 25 miles in, I was alternately slipping on ice and tripping over drifts. I don't know if you can tell from this picture, it was nearly a white out at times. I'm smiling because I was laughing so hard at what a crazy person I was. The wind was blowing SO HARD. At this point I though, I could have Paul pick me up. Oh, no, he can't the drifts are too big and the car can't get through!! |
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| By the time I got home, the sun had momentarily come out, the drifts in our yard were 4 - 5 feet high! That's a 500 gallon propane tank. You can't tell there's a 3 foot high deck under about half of the picture and several lilac bushes half way! |
