Trash Talking on Trail

It's going to be a big back-to-back running weekend for me. Tomorrow I'm planning 22 hard miles of road, followed by 10 miles of road hills and 5 miles of hilly trail on Sunday. Some big payments toward my Rocky Raccoon goal time will be made this weekend, and it'll be interesting to see how quickly I can find my trail feet again after training almost entirely on road for the past several months.

As extra incentive for Sunday I sent out an email to some of my old Monday night trail group, challenging "anyone who thinks they can kick my road-loving butt" to "come on out and have a go".

Thus are the devious ways by which I force myself to run hard on tired legs.  And I am as cunning as a fox who has just been made chair of cunning at the University of Sly Old Devil, because the beauty of trash talking is that when you talk the talk you are also compelled to walk the walk!!!

Needless to say, the banter has been flying thick and fast ever since. Some of these folks aspire to even bigger stirring spoons than yours truly!!!

Not mentioning any names Mr Tanner.