Come on you Chinese remedy. Do your work and work. Kick some Western medicine ass. (pic from thewholeway.wordpress.com)
Hrum Hrum
DEC stands for Dexchlorpheniramine, Ephedrine, Codeine and are the main components of my cough syrup. I looked each ingredient up on wiki and especially Epedrine and Codeine sounds fairly impressive. I’m sure I would fail a doping test now with that stuff in my system.
The cough has been fairly annoying now. I cought it (little lame pun I could not resist) during my London trip thanks to an overly effective heater in our suite (the H for Hilton stands for heat) which could not be lowered and heated the room to a constant and dry 35 °C.
It started with a sore throat, became a head cold and is now (or at least it feels like it) stuck in my bronchial tubes. Following the below-the-neck-rule I did not run for a few days waiting for the cough to subside. It’s been six days and I feel restless now. I look at my running shoes and their laces look like a frown to me.
Why Do We Always Come Here? I Guess We’ll Never Know. It’s Like A Kind Of Torture — To Make Us Go Go Go
I have decided to name my legs after the old men of the Muppet Show. The left one is Stratler and the right, slightly shorter one is Waldorf. It is the perfect consecration since those legs are as stubby, ornery and disgreable as those senior hecklers. They disagree with me all the time and now are gleefully sore.
And that inner part of me which is trying to get everything going, trying for everyone to work together and to move towards a certain goal is the equivalent of Kermit the frog. Nobody’s listening and when they do then either because out of pity or Kermit is just about to snap.
Currently my heavy legs make me move like an arthritic elderly person… or to be less ageist, I would make a good C-3PO. Yeah, call me Rheumatoid. No, no, let’s make it sound more intimidating. Rheumator! Jaaaa.
It’s The Challenge That Makes You
I have already announced on Twitter that for 2011/2012 as a medium-term goal I wanted to run through North California following a route suggested in a Runner’s World issue. Yesterday though I’ve found out about the Gore-Tex Transalpine Run: 8 days, 8 stages over the Alps, 3 countries, 18.600 metres to climb and ca. 288 kilometres horizontal distance.
This race would be a better alternative to my DIY California run since it’s probably cheaper and fully organized by a professional Gore-Tex event team and not by me. Participants have to enter as a team of two and the registration fee for each is EUR 615. The fee covers basic accommodation, dinner and running snacks and drinks.
I still have to find a running partner. Ideally it should be the hubby but I’m not sure if he has the time to train. Further I will have to finance the trip for myself and maybe find a sponsor. As already mentioned I intend to do the run 2011 or 2012. The earlier the better. So within this year I have to improve my writing (so I can report about it), my fitness and if there is time learn French… so I can curse in a pretty language should I fail and not only be restricted to “Merde!”
A little otaku in me is jumping up and down.
Lights Out: I watched a stop-motion video which skirted the laws of space and time, and all I got was my lousy mind blown.
[pinktentacle.]
