After a long break...from writing...I'm back and in action. All I can really say about my latest training efforts is HOT. As in the temperature although I try and look decent while exercising to an extent. However, while my heat training has been well and good, I experienced a slight bummer this weekend. See it all started way back in the very merry month of May when I decided to visit my college pal Jeannie in Washington D.C. After much debate we decided on this past weekend because we both thought we were free. Little did I know that there was a race that I was supposed to run on that Sunday ahh! No problem, I thought, I would just take a flight back a day early and have plenty of time to get ready to race. Is that what happened? Not exactly...in fact not at all. As planned my friend Becky and I left Thursday afternoon for D.C. We arrived four hours later and I had a great weekend which I spent mostly inside because it was SO HOT like 104 degrees. I was making sure to hydrate properly all weekend long. When Saturday rolled around I was sad to leave, but alas, I was excited to race. I hopped in a cab (so city of me) and went to Reagan International Airport in D.C. where I would catch flight one of two. I got on board with no problem and even had extra extra room because no one was on the flight (ahhh yeaaah). However, even though I was thoroughly involved in my book I began to notice that we seemed to have been in the air for quite some time. That was when the captain said that there was a storm in Atlanta (stop one) and we were in a holding pattern. Yup, we were and we stayed there for an hour. A whole extra hour. Finally we landed, but when we did my phone was bombarded from texts from Southwest saying my second flight had already been delayed twice. It soon would be delayed a third and we did not leave until well after nine PM! I had to call my coach and tell him I could not make it to the race because I wouldn't arrive home until after midnight. I didn't think that would be good pre-meet. I was pretty bummed out about this so I drowned my sorrows in a higher grade than Taco Bell crunch wrap (a place named Leo's?) and a little gelato. Fortunately, my teammates all raced excellently, but I hope to be there next time.

Running side note: While in D.C. I stopped into a running store called Pacers to take a look at some calf sleeves because I felt that I might be in need. While chatting with the guy working he was telling me about their pacers running group. This is when I realized that he was the main feature in several very large running photos. He was also the only person working so i found this amusing. Also, I bought the calf sleeves and I am wearing them now.

In addition, I passed a lululemon athletica store and saw a plethora of running skirts. STOP. Get out of town...but I actually did because I am back in Ohio.

Anyway, just a short update on nothing all that exciting. Until next time Harriers.