SPOKANE — It seems as though I'm running behind this year.
At the very last possible moment — at least to still get the early registration discount — I signed up for the Spokane Lilac Bloomsday Race.
This 10K race demands that misery has company. So, I dialed my youngest daughter’s home.
“Tiffany,” I spoke firmly in my mother-knows-best voice, "we need to do Bloomsday again this year."
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I could hear the hesitation as she contemplated the May 1 date on the calendar.
“It’s less than two weeks away,” she groaned. "There's no way we can get into shape in that amount of time.”
I thought back on last year when training for the run had started months earlier. There’d been crisp early morning jogs without a breath of wind, the sun peeking over the horizon. But this year, gale-force winds had rattled the windows for days — a perfect excuse for an armchair athlete.
“Listen,” I breathed heavily into the phone as I waddled downstairs to the treadmill, “I’ll come up next weekend and we can train together. It’ll be a piece of cake.”
Actually it was more.
We started our route at Tully’s Coffee Shop where the Coconut Cluster and Choco-Mint Mochas urged us onward.
Next, we sprinted through sizzling extra-thick bacon and large fresh eggs at Frank's Diner.
Then, we finished the course of salmon flatbread and creme fraise at Latah Creek Bistro.
With the day almost over, Tiffany and I exchanged a worried look. Our unused running shoes waited forlornly in the car.
No one could say we weren’t getting into shape — one that on Race Day will have us in the rear.