Dolvett, Dings, and Double Runs

Dolvett 
After my post on Monday about the biggest loser, a few things happened:

• No fewer than FOUR people commented on my snub of Biggest Loser trainer / apparent “cutie-pituty” Dolvett
• Almost everyone agreed with my take on Anna K
• Nitmos screamed “SCOREBOARD” and then went on to mention that Anna K was actually a pretty kick-ass doubles tennis star
• I was contacted by a group about some fun stuff that I’ll share later.....like tomorrow (tease!)

So, Dolvette.  In short, I LOVE the 38 year old new coach from Biggest Loser.  He seems to have the right mix of Jillian and masculinity (who am I kidding? Those two are the same thing) to balance out Bob. Never one to deprive the people from what they want and pass at a chance that I am equal opportunity, if you’re not watching the show, here is what you are missing:

Dings

Now that it is (American) football season, my vocabulary has exploded with all sorts of fun and manly words.  Which, after the picture above was a MUCH needed boost of man-juice.  Wait, that didn’t sound right. . . .  Terms like “spread offense” and “A Gap” are abound in the ‘Boring household.  Another that is often used is the term “ding”.  That is, when someone gets hurt, but not enough to actually stop them from performing at the top of their game.   After running 3 weeks at 65+ miles per week, I’m starting to feel the marathon peak “dings”.

It isn’t anything particularly major, my knees are a bit achy, my calves are tighter than my wallet on payday, my cannonball form is WAY off, and my feet are SORE.  Seriously, who has sore feet?  Fortunately for me, all of these are just “dings” and I’ll be fine once I start taper.  IN THREE WEEKS!  Crap.

Double Runs
Because of my dings and the fact that I’ve been running late to work every day this week, I am going to follow my plan today and actually split up my recovery run.  6 this morning, 4 tonight.  Normally I’d just cram both into a 10 mile run and be done for the day, but I want to give my legs a bit of a rest and give them a chance to heal a bit before tomorrow’s pace work.  I’ve found that running at night does let my legs recover well, but it also has the unfortunate side effect of making me want to yack on the sidewalk.  I’m not sure how the night runners do it, but I’m going to give it a(nother) shot!


Ugg, I couldn’t take the DTrain pictures up top.  So, I leave you a funny foto Friday reject: