Showing posts with label I'm no Barbie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm no Barbie. Show all posts

Thursday, September 23, 2010

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So "go buy crap for 50 miler" was number one on my list of "to-do's" yesterday.  So, I went.  I bought.  [I yet, again, received some super [not] sweet comments from employees - not even going to post about THAT]. I bought.  I bought.

I came home and reported in to "A".  You remember, the Pita's co-worker [who is 49% of the reason I am doing this 50 mile Man V. Horse race].

Here's how it went down [email style]:

A: So did you buy what you need for October 2nd [50 mile trail run]? How was the marathon in Utah?


E: my marathon? - I SUCKED. HARD.  But . . .Ugggg - moving on . . . .
I bought a Nathan "trail" water belt. Two 10oz bottles and a little zippered pocket thing.  Good? Bad? Not enough?


A:  I'm sorry you had a tough time. That crap happens, but holy cow - I would kill for a 3.5 hour marathon.
AND
You screwed up. You'll die with only 20 oz ..."FYI" maybe you DO have a death wish? You need to drink at least 20oz per hour and you don't want to stop that many times to refuel. (there may be stretches when you won't be able to refill for hours.) You want to carry at least 50 oz.  Keep the Barbie doll pack for your short [Barbie] marathon runs.  Maybe you could get some cute marathon shorts to match? This is ultra-running, dude and you need to up it a notch, Barbie girl!

Let's meet up tomorrow (Thursday) for a late lunch/snack and sneak over to Runners Den or REI to pick out a Nathan pack.

[thinking to self - Emz, take the “high road”/don’t stoop to his level . . . ]


[sorry Mom & fellow family - he called me "Barbie" - you KNOW how I feel about this.]

E: Please tell me I did not just read "Barbie" in that email.

Ohhh, HELL NO!!


A: Tell [the Pita] you need about $120 or so to buy some supplies. I assume you get an allowance? runners den is out of stock, so we need to go to rei. cool?

E: You are really trying to get under my skin aren’t you? Whatever. I don't report to him [much]. And, what if, WHAT IF, he asks ME for money, ever thought of THAT?! This is the QUEEN of Jean you are dealing with!!!!!

[yes, I did include that many "!!!!!!!!" 's.]

A: I’m flexible tomorrow. I want to accommodate the Queen's schedule. We can drive to rei together and talk about the race route and how to plan for a 10-12 hour day..... of puking. Someone told me you found a new skill. Very cool!


E: O M Gosh.
    Hey, Captain Jerk!  ummmm just send me the link of what to buy to make you happy. I’ll be just fine without seeing you.

A: Ha, you’re not getting out of seeing me that easy. You want a Intensity Race Hydration Vest (70oz) Yes, that's a 7 AND a 0 - together. I'll go over tonight to REI and buy it. I’ll hand it to you tomorrow (please don‘t barf on me). We could just walk over to Borders and go over the map and the difficult parts of the course. (Hint: only the first 5 miles are easy).

I can hardly wait to see him.

I'm drinking a bottle of Syrup of ipecac 5 minutes before.

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NEW EMAIL JUST IN . . . From "A" . . .
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"I bought you the Nathan. It is specifically for ultrarunning and half of the runners will be wearing the same one.  I want you to fit in and not look stupid, since Im encouraging you to do this."

Me:   .................. ........... [waiting for you guys to tell me exactly how to reply]. 
Fit it?  ---- why?
Look stupid?  ----- WTH?