April Fools Day…..In Cadiar, Spain.

Don’t know why I started with that because now you are going to be expecting something funny or silly. Sorry its way too early in the morning for that. Besides I am not sure what April fools joke I could do in this village. It is often so bazaar on a daily basis. I am still amazed by the massive Mules passing me on the narrow streets, the goats walking behind their owner and the local old guys tilling their land by hand.

 

What I really wanted to talk about is the half marathon this Sunday April 5th. It is Cadiar’s 1st ever half marathon and possibly it’s last since the English couple who arranged it are rumored to be leaving soon. The small English community has talked about this for months and I pondered taking part. I can’t run to save my life but the web site (one of Cadiar’s few) reassures me ‘run it or walk it, you can do it’. I have been spending a lot of time trying to find my creative sides so have only today woken up to the world and realized it is this Sunday. I have decided to attempt to walk the 13 miles of cross country madness. Now for those that know me this is not the much anticipated April fools joke. I am aware that I have not trained for it. Preferring to spend an hour most mornings in the local ‘Bar De Musica’ sipping Café con leche and listening to the serious folks explain their current ‘walk, run’ program. I watched them loose weight, heard their pride of faster uphill times and each day thought I should do that. Well too late now. I am going cold. Not even a warm up.

I had a dream last night that I was standing among a few hundred people in bicycle shorts and snazzy minimalist runners’ tops waiting for the grand start. The gun (gun?) fired and off the long limbed athletic types ran leaving me in my baggy tracksuit bottoms to walk alone for over 13 miles. In my dream it was dark by the time I reached the now empty finish line despite the race starting at 10 am. I have today on April fools day registered to do the walk.

Now time to slip into the ‘Bar De Musica’ for the usual and punish myself whilst listening to the dedicated few.

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