It’s one week and counting to the Muncie Endurathon. If you expect me to whine about being undertrained, I won’t. My training is what it is and one week isn’t going to change a thing. Since I haven’t raced in a couple of years, I’ll have to keep my wits (what few I have left) about me to make sure I think myself through the race and not let myself get under-nourished or under-hydrated. Maybe I’ll look at some of my old e-mails and see if any of them detail a food and hydration plan that I can follow. The accountant in me needs that cookbook approach to success, while the practical Jack needs to step up and think on my feet when things don’t go by the book.
This past couple of weeks I’ve been having PVCs while swimming, biking and running. I gave up caffeine a few years ago and haven’t had many problems, but I’ve been drinking some coffee lately and they’re back. If you don’t know what PVCs are, look them up on Google. I’ve already talked to my doctor about them, and they’re not harmful, so don’t tell me to go see him. And he’s told me that PVCs during exercise are not uncommon and they don’t seem to cause problems, so don’t tell me to stop swimming, biking and running and they’ll go away. The following link is from a discussion board on PVC’s during exercise so, Mom, don’t worry.
 www.medhelp.org/forums/cardio/messages/34574.html
I did have them during my bike ride today, but none on my run on Thursday. They started at the corner of M-179 and Yankee Springs Road and didn’t quit until I went by the Dairy Queen in Hastings (eight miles). Maybe they thought if they quit, I’d reward them with a big gob of ice cream covered with nuts and butterscotch topping. I’ll stop by the local DQ and ask Tyler if I can borrow a couple of his advertisement mobiles that hang from the ceiling. I’ll tape them to the front of my bike and the bill of my run cap during the Muncie race. Maybe that will get me through without any problems. The PVCs aren’t dangerous, they really don’t hurt anything, but they are extremely annoying!!! I may have used a couple of bad words when I explained to Bill today why I dropped back so quick on the return ride. Sorry Mom!
I came home after the hour long ride and 1/2 hour run only to begin staining the deck. I started at 1:30 and finished around 6:30, so I’m one tuckered out puppy. On the plus side, Jean told me to wear a hat so I didn’t sunburn my bald head. Thank goodness she suggested that ‘cuz I’m obviously not smart enough to think of it on my own. On the negative side, she waited until I had been in the sun for four hours before she asked if I wanted any sunscreen.
I was being pestered by wasps most of the day, so it was obvious that they had a nest under the deck boards. This evening I looked and there they were. They are usually pretty lethargic in the evening, so I got out the foaming hornet and wasp killer. The can was full and the directions said to shake it thoroughly, which I did. Apparently, the can has the prostatitis that I had last year ‘cuz it would only send the spray a couple of feet and it didn’t foam. If you shot it straight up, it only went a foot. So I climbed up on a chair, got within a foot of the nest, and hit it after 5 seconds of weak spraying. Luckily they didn’t all fly out at once and knock me off the chair. Don’t those home safety posters always say DON”T CLIMB ON A CHAIR INSTEAD OF A LADDER YOU IDIOT (I added that part)—MOST ACCIDENTS HAPPEN FROM CARELESSNESS IN THE HOME.
Do you think I’m looking for anything that will keep me from competing at Muncie next week?
Just (Uninjured And Really Want To Keep It That Way) Jack