I’m somewhat embarrassed to say this, but one day after crossing the finish line of the Asheville Idiotarod, I’m still feeling the pain of the course.

In fact, I’m in more pain today than I ever was at any point after the CN Tower Stair Climb.

Seriously.

Thanks to the rock hard ground in which we planted trees and bushes along the route, I not only have two open blisters on the insides of my thumbs, but I can barely feel the sole of my right foot. That’s because running shoes aren’t exactly made to give you a firm, wide base when slamming your foot onto a shovel. On every 10th shovel kick, my shoe got stuck between the metal part of the shovel and the shaft. When I got fed up with that, I relied heavily on jabbing the shovel with my arms. So, big surprise, my triceps are also burning today.

Then, of course, there was the matter of actually pushing the cart up and down the city streets for the better part of 3 miles. That took quite the toll on my legs.

I guess this is all to be expected. Unlike tower running, I never really trained for the idiotarod, and it’s not like I was going to get a cart for practice. Or run a mile and dig 15 holes in my neighbors’ yards as fast I can.

Then again, I really shouldn’t be this sore. It’s the Idiotarod, not the Ironman. What this tells me, obviously, is that I’m nowhere closer to being in better shape than when I started this process. While making a giant fool of myself was certainly one of my main objectives, losing a few pounds and getting a little faster remain high on my list of goals.

Therefore, it’s officially time to start kicking my training up a notch.

Unfortunately, my next two scheduled events are an egg toss and a hollerin’ contest. Unless it’s an extreme egg toss in which I’m blindfolded, running backwards through rush-hour traffic, I doubt it’s going to help me achieve my physical goals. I know for a fact, however, that it is your standard, run-of-the-mill egg toss (although it does bill itself as a national championship).

Don’t get me wrong. I do plan to train extensively for the hollerin’ contest and the egg toss. But in order to kickstart my journey to peak physical fitness, I’m going to need to register for that half marathon sometime soon. That way, I’ll have a goal, and training won’t be an option.

As for right now, I need to grab another ice pack.

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