Seattle, what a wild futuristic crazy place that is. It is nothing like laid back glad to grow their own potatoes New Portland. It's edgy and sleek and dangerous and so many things all at once I would get vertigo just standing downtown in the streets.
We collected in Moore Theater downtown for running trials. I did well but as soon as I returned to the loft with the Commander I was limping severely. I was given crutches. The rest of the try outs to join Seattle were out for me. The Commander was trying out for a position within the downtown operations but the engineers passed on him without saying why.
Moore theater:
I was invited back to run September, the great race. Thirteen miles at a 9-11 minute mile pace minimum speed. So I start training tomorrow but I have to stay off my ankle so it will be weights, yoga, riding my bike and anything else I can find to do. I wish I could just go get an MRI and find out what broke and how long it will take to heal, but as it is I know I will be rushing it as it is.
I told you I had a trainer now right? He's overseeing my training and my eating. I've been eating pretty well. Not so good in Seattle because there wasn't fresh produce unless you wanted to spend a ton of money. We have little money so that was out of the question. I did come home with a new bicycle that suits me very well and I'm keeping it indoors beside my bed. I also bought some Henna dye and plan to color my hair and see what shade of red it turns out. The lady who sold it to me didn't know. The Commander was given some Seattle shirts after his tour of their facility. The told him to keep trying that the only constant was change.
I am so glad to be home but so intimidated by training tomorrow. I am so scared I'll fail. So scared I'm too old and too fat to do this. It will be an amazing race if I can just make it...
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