Wendy Mastripolito

Could be the 3:15am wake up or the REALLY...long run this am... but I am seriously contemplating going to bed NOW.. what time is?.... 4:30ish... ok.. fine bed at 6pm. The weekend was incredible... Friday was Pizza night and Saturday am we took our butts to Wilson Park in Chesterbrook for some laps around the park in the sun... and back home for mowing (Joe), wash (Wendy), a bit of javelin practice (Wendy) and a second Run (Joe)... so then Sunday brings about our long runs.. Joe (14miles).. Wendy (16miles). Because I am the SMART ONE ... I scheduled my long run on Sunday during a race.. thus I would have support... and be able to get fresh water every couple miles... Joe said he had NO interest in doing that and would rather do his long run at home....SO BACK to why I was up at 3:15am.. I had to leave the house at 4am in order to drive the hour and a half to York, PA... and pick up my race packet, and actually find the start of the race... race was to start at 6:30AM...OH yeah and the ...

Friday Night: So I am sitting here looking at the newspaper.. the weekender to be exact… to see what special events are happing in the area… its been said before that I can find just about anything… I think I have...... Whack & Roll Croquet Tournament http://www.mhep.org/ SO very interested in what this is all about.. I click on the link ... The WHACK & ROLL Tournament is a tournament professionally managed by Croquet Your Way, LLC and sanctioned by the United States Croquet Association (USCA). Salad buffet lunch included for each player. Friday night Reception on the Lawn also included for All-Comer teams. HMM… there is a United States Croquet Association? .. so I research further.. Dress Code Croquet players customarily wear all white apparel on court. In all USCA titled events, such apparel is expected. The tournament director must approve any exceptions (UM…....) How Play is Made Play is made by striking a ball with a mallet. The player so playing is called the striker, and...

Marathon Training Well we are two weeks into our “advanced” Marathon training …and already Joe is giving me lip… I had made mention that he had to run 5 miles last night... and when he questioned why..... since he did 5 miles the day before… I informed him that is what is ON THE SCHEDULE.. and it’s only 5.. jeez... He of course had to send this nice little text later in the day, “ I will be running (another) 5 tonight at Valley Forge with Mike, because some WITCH is making me run on 1-1/2 legs…" (..oh and the leg comment was because he said his little leggy ached a bit…) SIGH.. I think it's going to be a L-O-N-G.... 17 weeks until the marathon. OK.. fine.. so mid week I am out on a run.. wearing my normal florescent shirt and running towards the flow of traffic in order to make sure no person with less than optimal intelligence runs me over… and the run is going well.. when this D-CK FACE in a MERCEDES.... drifts off the road... heading right towards me.. uh oh……I frantically...

Um.. so if you were following the story last week you would remember Joe cut the tip of his finger off.... fixing the washer machine.. ....alas it was a small tip.. didnt need stitched and he did find it (the tip of his finger that is)... and he made a DAMN bloody mess everywhere.... but it's cleaned up now and on Saturday when I returned from my babysitting duties I asked him if it was ok to use the washer now.. he said yes.. I was delighted… Of course the fact that he "forgot" to tell me he did NOT reattach the waste water hose.. and now a huge geyser of water is spewing out of the back of the washing machine... and my laundry room is now an indoor pool... and well I didn't think he knew SO MANY CURSE WORDS...fairly impressive I must say... and how many curse words can you say in 50 seconds? Joe: Wendy did you not see that the hose was not attached!! ??? Wendy: Well... Joe no I didn ’t .... (D- CKHEAD ) Joe: @@((*(*#(( @#*&(#^^^^#(((((!!!!! & and the...

Here are some pics from the Chestertown 10 Miler on Saturday.. it was 80 degrees with high humidity.. we both BONKED after 6 miles… the course is not shaded for a good portion of the race so once that sun starts beating on you, you feel like a cooked enchilada… Here is Joe’s comments on the pictures: These pictures don’t show nearly the level of “discomfort” I was in (although you can tell). Please note on the first pic who is finishing in front of who; I’d like to SLAP that smile right off her face. To Joe's credit.. he TOLD me to go ahead.. I would NOT have done so without his blessing because when you run with someone you stay with them… but he told me to go head..what a sweetie!!! … and then I heard this guy coming up trying to pass us… (In picture he is the guy right behind Joe and I) …..what an A-hole (not Joe) that guy was… coming up between us..trying to beat us in a sprint at end.. yeah like HELLO THERE HERO… boy you are tough man trying to sprint past two disabled people...

Pics from the Delaware Marathon Relay...

Two weeks ago was a long week.... with my brother’s surgery and then dad recovering from his surgery... and the dog not doing well… and two weekends ago was a LONG WEEKEND... in the course of that weekend we continued to get ready for Heather’s graduation party, we mulched, weeded, mowed (both our yard and our parents yard), took the dog to the vet, went grocery shopping, did laundry, cleaned house, paid bills, ran a relay race, ran a mile race..... and then collapsed in a coma… I am most certain ...contrary to many people’s beliefs we will NOT live to a ripe old age of 110.... Delaware Marathon Relay 7:10 AM On Sunday 5/17 ..... Joe and I got up around 4:30am in order to leave at 5:15am to make it to the Delaware Marathon Relay… we were a part of QVC Relay Team 1.. The morning started off warm but in the course of the 5 hours we were there the rains moved in.... the temperature dropped... then the winds moved in.... Each one of our relay runners had a different climate to run in.. ou...

Well the bro got his bionic ankle yesterday.... For those who didn’t have the pleasure of the story....this past weekend my brother… who just turned 40….broke his ankle playing Rugby….the fact that he probably should NOT be playing Rugby because of the many issues like having three young dependant children, a wife, being the bread winner, and that there is more mileage than dirt on his body... should all be VERY GOOD reasons WHY he should NOT be playing... but the bro is a hardhead... lets see: Rugby is a fast-moving and high intensity team sport. As many as 1 in 4 rugby players will be injured during the season. On average each player performs 20-40 tackles per match. Almost 25% of neck injuries occur when there is a mismatch in experience between the two opposing front rows. Rugby injury rates are reported to be nearly three times higher than soccer and football. My brother being the proud Irishman that he is... thought that perhaps it was a sprain and thus didn’t seek medical att...

Mother’s Day 10 Miler Sunday, May 10 th What do you do when you have a limited amount of time to get everything done?..... You get creative of course!......yesterday was Mother’s Day … and we had to figure out how we were going to visit both mothers, drop off my nephew’s First Holy Communion Card (a week late), get our long run in, spend special mother/daughter time with my daughter before she went to work, fix the back brakes & rotors on Joe’s car, do the laundry, food shop, and get the 20 bags of mulch on the garden all done in one day… thankfully we already mowed our 10 foot high grass the previous day and thus could check that off the never ending list of chores to do on our days off...... ....well this is when having an excessive compulsive planner at the house is a great help…. I drafted what I thought was a very reasonable way to get everything done… not counting on the fact that we may actually be too exhausted half way through the day to pull this off....but I do have to s...

People were almost fist fighting at the YMCA this am.. it was SOO crowded… each lane had two people and some had three… and of course the normal buttheads , a bunch of older guys who EVERY morning I see them.. they hog up four lanes.. and according to the life guard are there for 2 hours… they occasionally swim, but mostly every time I look over they have stopped to take “Breaks” and are socializing with each other… patting themselves on their backs for their wonderful wonderfulness… . I was lucky I got in a lane with a man who swam like a frog.. he prevented anyone else from wanting to join our lane.. which gave me time to squeeze in a mile without people GLARING at me… and I looked FAST next to him!!! HA… let the others fight… People are soo strange at the Y… the other day this guy in the next lane.. jumps in the shallow end.. feet first… like isn ’t it only 3 feet in the shallow end..??? And did he not just shove his go- nads into his head by doing that..??? … so after he jumps i...

Thankfully, somehow even though I detest getting up early in the morning, I drug my OLD HAG ASS out of bed every day last week EARLY.... swam 3 mornings, biked 2 days, and intermixed 4 runs.... ...My butt was feeling a whole lotta hurt.. but it’s SLOWLY managing to adjust again to sitting on the blasted bike seat...and WHOSE brain storm was it anyway...to create that itty bitty bike seat.. ??!....no one’s ass is that small !!! ... My swim stroke is continuing it’s love affair with creating me into a fine sea horse.... ( the world's slowest fish is the sea horse. It travels .001 miles per hour. It would take the fish about an hour to swim only five feet.) ... me I am S-L-O-W and steady... and all the big chicks lap me... but I am getting stronger again.. I can feel it.. (sure lack of oxygen can cause this too..) So what to do.. ??....feeling strong...feeling “euphoric”.... I decided on the sly to do a 5K race midweek (aka: last Thursday).... as my speed run.. I mean...why not.. ?.....