run-up to the run-up
My Muddy Buddy and I did one last 4-mile training run the other day, and have spent the time since then recovering and preparing. I've got the maps printed out, and my bag is almost packed. I picked up our team jerseys from the printer yesterday. While we were planning our winning strategy, I came up with a team tattoo. My Muddy Buddy is a biker, and we got to talking about commemorating the event, and tattoos came up.

Orange tank top. We traced one of MB's haircutting shears, and put silver wings and a halo on it. Viola! Team Shear Heaven, a partnership between salvation and style. And that is heavenly.

The tattoo idea is an Episcopal shield with cross bones behind it. "Episcopal" arched over the top; "Pride" arched beneath. "West Mich." on the left; "Bless You" on the right. Heh heh. I love it. I think it'll catch on with the Episco-biker set.
Bit of uneasy news though. While we were training. my MB's knee began to hurt. Okay to walk, but running sent pain radiating up to her lower back. She had been wearing the wrong shoes, and was running for the first time on the right shoes. Send up a prayer for her that she can finish the race. I don't care what our time is anymore. I just want us to complete it under our own power.








