Labour (Day) Pains

This Labour Day weekend, I’ll be in Toronto for a wedding, a bar mitzvah and, possibly, a 32K run. On Sunday, it will be four weeks until race weekend – the ideal time to peak in mileage during this marathon training schedule. However, knowing our busy family schedule, I had ruled out the possibility of a monster run this weekend.

 

Then I started thinking, “Why not?”

 

On Saturday night, we’ll be staying at my parents place in Pickering, Ontario, which is a suburb of Toronto. They live right near a waterfront trail which stretches along Lake Ontario for miles. As a result, it will be easy to map out a 32K route – just run 16K along the lakeshore, then turn around and come back.

 

My kind, supportive family has agreed to help out. My kids and their grandparents will meet me at the half-way point with water refills. And I’m hoping I might be able to talk my sister into biking part of the route with me, just to keep me company. The Runner I Married will join the water station crew after squeezing in his run.

 

My only worry about this whole endeavour (other than the bit where I run 20 miles) is how I’ll feel for the rest of the day. I am wearing a pair of grey patent-leather gladiator-style sandals with a higher-than-usual heel to the wedding. I *heart* these shoes. They are so sexy, which is not – don’t be shocked – my usual look. The heels are about 3 inches and it will probably kill me to wear them. But I will leave a damned-fine looking corpse.

Comments

[Kathy]

Go for it! The run and the heels sound sexy.