A Ounce of Prevention…

5 06 2008

The weather today has gone from [weekend prediction] nice and comfortable to [mid-week prediction] muggy and warm to [last night’s forecast] hot, humid and a good chance of a thunderstorm.

At this time, I would like to renege my previous protesting to The Bright Yellow Teamshirts as I am now thankful they are not white.

In preparation for tonight’s race, I have my gym bag packed: Two pairs of gym shorts (one wicking, one terry, both black), a pair of apres race jean shorts, a dressy tank, a casual tank, two pairs of underpants, four pairs of socks, two sports bras, one regualr bra, new contacts, contact solution, SPF50 sunblock, face sunblock, moisturizer, deoderant and my gym sneakers….

Due to the weather, I am also sporting the very stylish Malleolock:
Sexy, you\'re jealous
(Yes, mine is actually multi-colored)

What’s a Malleoloc?  Functional orthosis that replaces taping for lateral ankle stabilization. Anatomical, thermoplastic support stops lateral twisting and prevents ankle from shifting forward. Heel area is open allowing proprioceptors to regulate naturally.
Right, so basically it keeps my ankle (including the hyperextended Achilles tendon) from rolling round.
I’m hoping to be able to hobble brace free for the event.  At least with jeans I don’t look quite as foolish.

Right, so whoever is dancing to the Rain Goddess, please stop, at least until I can not look like a drowned rat.  Merci Beaucoup.





Two Days Left to Train

3 06 2008

Continuing The Year of Getting Over Things and in what could be the worst idea I’ve had in a long time, I have decided to participate in the Chase Corporate Challenge this year.  I have not yet had the desire to try a banana.  Maybe next year.
(It’s a 3.5 mile “teambuilding” run/walk/jog)
I am pretty gung-ho about it, until I found out it’s supposed to be in the eighties and HUMID.
Heat+Humidity+Exertion= Stephanie Getting Heatstroke.

Granted, there’s water along the way but my pampered ass is used to a gym.  An air-conditioned, breezy, climate-controlled gym.  Not outside, where there are bugs and birds and rocks and cars…

Plus, the beer drinking weekend has added bloat and I’m basically feeling like someone is going to dump water on me to keep me from drying out.  (yes, I know it’s not true, I’m not a whale, but I’m feeling insecure)
So tonight I’m hitting the gym, tomorrow I’m going to the gym and Thursday, I am going to try not to die.