Uncle Hal finally showed up this morning with his training plan
If it’s any consolation, apparently 196.85 Ghanaian cedis (according to today’s conversion rate) buys me nothing more than the inspirational quote: “The marathon belongs to the steady, not the swift.” I’m thinking maybe I should have gotten a training plan from Panda Express instead. A fortune AND some delicious orange chicken. mmmmmm orange chicken.
Today was just 3 miles (12:52) on the hasselhoff course, easy miles in the 2 zone. Starting over. I got a lot of stares because I was wearing the fancy midnight blue shorts instead of the usual black ones. People here aren’t used to the fiesta of colors. Can you wear midnight blue at noon? Is that like no white socks with flip flops after Labor Day? Oh, well. Miles is miles. Eyes on the prize. Which is, of course, you wearing flip flops with socks for a week. You ARE gullible.
Side note: A cautionary tale posted yesterday by Sabrina Little, the U.S. record holder in the 24-hour run:
On the other hand, she once told me she has no particular feelings toward margarine one way or the other, so she likely can’t be trusted.