Seriously, this Volkslauf training is a lot harder than I imagined.  Wait, it isn't what you think.  It isn't all THAT difficult once I tie my shoes, get in the car (more on that later), pin on my "next of kin notification" bib, and hit the pavement. 

It's the getting there part that I am finding is my true enemy.

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Last week out of sheer curiosity, I set my odometer in the driveway and drove to our Truxtun meetup location.  It was 7 miles.  Calculate that it's a 14-mile roundtrip I'm making in order to put myself through dirt, ants, spurs, sand up to my knees, and 100 degree heat.  That's 14 miles/13 miles per gallon in my environmentally unfriendly SUV, so not only did I pay a sizeable fee that only God and my personal drill sergeant know, but I'm also paying an additional $4.00 a day in gas to get there.  I think that might be considered masochistic or lunacy at best.

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Days 5-7 went well, except for the Sunday I showed up over an hour early by mistake, so my new friend Linda asked me to join her in the "Body Combat" class, where young and virile Mike, the instructor, proceeded to punch, jab, cross, and lunge me to the point of noodle limbs.  I had to leave immediately afterwards and couldn't move from bed the next morning.  Linda, you're a dear.

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Today would have been Day (I lost track), but all day I kept forgetting (forgetfulness seems to be a recurring theme in this blog) to get gas in my car, so when I finally left my tract, I discovered that the fuel indicator line was edging jussssst past the "E."  I was running too late to stop, so I felt energized by my new reason to skip training! I knew I had more than 7 miles to go, because there are no gas stations on Truxtun (have you ever noticed that?).  I'd have to drive to Total Woman, workout in the 120 degree heat, then drive at least 3 miles back to a gas station.  Can you feel how I was able to justify not going?

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I didn't go to my official training, but I am proud to say that I DID workout at my gym (less than a mile from my house---shout out to Fitness 19!) and learned that all of this Volkslauf training HAS made a difference!  I was able to run farther and lift heavier weights than before, and I actually did my situps (prior to Volkslauf training, the last situp I did was a timed situp in junior high).

Afterwards, I dragged my weak limbs to the gas station then stopped by Heidi's Deli to pick up dinner. 

No mayo, please.  I'm training for the Volkslauf.