Hello and welcome to another Lame Post Friday post! I am waiting for my new smarter-than-me phone to charge a little more before I head out to the Health and Wellness Expo for the Utica Boilermaker 2026. Normally this blog would be All Boilermaker All The Time at this point, as I dealt with last minute training and carbing up, Boilermaker Butterflies, decisions about what to wear, where to park, and anything else I could come up with to dither about. Regular readers know, that will not happen this year.
My feet failed me now.
Those are my sneakers in 2020, a virtual Boilermaker year. Running was a great solace to me during COVID shut-down. I have long relied on walking and running to supplement my anti-depressant drugs, counseling, etc. These days I keep giving myself a good talking-to when I start to feel sorry for myself over the way my body has betrayed me this year, because for heavens’ sake, it could be much worse.
I waited till way too late in the game to transfer my bib or get a medical deferral. Partly because I was spending time immobile and incommunicado, partly because I kept hoping there would be some miracle. That was silly of me, but then, you know me. Silly. I emailed the race director on Wednesday and told him my tentative plan to pick up my bib and glass, then go to the race after-party on my crutches and drink beer with the finishers. He emailed back that he thought it was a great idea. How sweet was that, that he took time to email me back!
Not the best picture.
The Boilermaker gives you a glass instead of a t-shirt. This is from the first time I ran the Boilermaker in 2010. I have not run it every year, but I have run it several times (please don’t ask me to do the math!). Sorry the picture is so dark. I first had to wander around my messy house looking for a place to take the picture at all; I couldn’t be bothered to worry about the lighting as well.
I see I am over 350 words with neither a random observation nor a bit of half-baked philosophy to show for it. What is Lame Post Friday coming to? On the brighter side, it is just about time to take off for the Expo. Another glass to drink my chocolate milk recovery beverage out of, if I am ever able to run again!
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