Holy 50 miles, Batman!
Yikes, stripes, people. Tomorrow is day one of the 50 mile Challenge Walk MS.
And I’m so not ready.
I’ve been so busy with work that I’ve used it as an excuse to not work out like I should have been. Last night I did one last short training run and it was hideous. I did my strength training first, then headed out to do a couple miles. A half mile in, I had a side cramp so bad I had to walk. It would NOT go away, and my leg muscles were locking up a little from the strength stuff I had just done. So I walk another mile and committed to running the last half mile of my route. By the time I hit the half mile, I decided I felt okay and pushed myself to finish another half mile so I would at least have run a whole mile without stopping.
Then I felt like I was gonna barf. I could not cool down. Even after a room-temp shower, and standing butt-ass nekkid in front of an air vent, I was pouring sweat. I felt awful. It was not good.
I’m not used to the heat and humidity, so I’m really nervous about this weekend – which is supposed to be pretty damn hot and humid. With a chance of thunderstorms on day 2. Sweet. I’m fine with rain and thunder, but not lightning and not the uber-humidity a storm brings and holds onto until the rain starts.
I’m confident we’ll finish the miles, but I’m afraid it’s not going to go how I wanted. I really wanted to get some good running in (walking is SOOOOO boring and takes forever) and now I think we’ll just be happy to stroll across the finish line.
I want to thank everyone who has supported our team and myself, through fundraising, 20-mile walks or much-needed moral support. I know some seriously awesome people, that’s for sure. I’m so proud to say Wally’s Walkers raised $7,395.62 for MS research, and no matter what happens from here, nothing can take away from that.
I’m going to bring a journal and write about each day. I know this will be an experience like no other and I don’t want to rely on my goldfish mental capacity to remember everything about it. So keep your fingers crossed for happy feet and no intestinal issues. If you could do a cool weather dance, that’d be a friggin’ sweet bonus.
Maybe I’ll see a few of you at the finish line (at 1:00 Sunday at TR Hughes Ballpark, in case you were wondering). Peace out, home skillets!


You can do it!! Best of luck this weekend. Also, the monkey picture is hilarious. I sent it to a friend and his response was “funny how the omittance of the word “dry” doesn’t really change this photo much.”
good luck!! have some cold peaches with you. my dad and i swear by them on a hot day. if i cut the grass and feel like i’m about to projectile vomit/crap my pants/pass out/die/all of the above, i usually eat a peach and feel TOOONS better. it’s probably all mental, but hey, it works for me!
You can do EET!!!!