Fatty
Matt Elley and I have had a long standing plan to climb a mountain in the Sierra Nevada mountains this summer. As usual, getting both of our busy schedules to correspond has been a challenge, so here we are at the end of September, and no mountain has been climbed. The rock of choice is Mount Russel, a 14,086ft peak, that has no moderate route up it, but several classic lines that look very appealing. We are planned to head up the classic Fishook Arete, 5.9, on the weekend of October 14th.
So Matt calls me last night, leaves a message something like this:
“Hey man what’s up, good trip this weekend…(bla bla). So, hey, I just got done going for a good run, you know, training up for our big climb in two weeks. Just wanted to see if I could…uh…motivate you to get out and do a little running too, you know, counting on you and all. Big mountain you know, two days over 13,000ft and all….”
TRANSLATION:
“YO FATTY! I SAW THAT GUT THIS WEEKEND! YOU BETTER GET RUNNING SO I DON’T HAVE TO DRAG YOUR BUTT UP THAT STINKIN’ MOUNTAIN IN TWO WEEKS.”
Heh. Well, that’s how I took it at least. I must admit that I have been enjoying the ‘finer’ things in life possibly more than I should. Those being doughnuts, coke, and all things sugary delicious. That in combination with extreme laziness and lack of motivation to get out in the Vegas heat has lead to some ‘inflation’ of my pristine physique.
So, I spent 40 minutes running, sprinting, and giving Mollie enduro piggyback rides until I ran out of steam last night. I’m inspired (guilted) into give up soda, and to eating correctly at least for the two weeks prior to our climb. You think that I would have gotten the message earlier from several of my friends simply referring to me as ‘Marshmallow’, and my Mollie’s tendacy to call my fatness ‘cute’. Looks like the only thing that really motivates me to get into shape is the thought of dying of exhaustion on one of California’s 14′ers.
Oh well. I have two weeks of brutal training to get where I need to be. Let the games begin!
matt on 03 Oct 2006 at 8:09 am #
well it looks like my phone calls fired him up so that’s a good thing. i wouldn’t say that the fat really shows up but marshall has always told me that he goes into exercise hibernation stage in the winter and when i saw him last he said that it extended into the summer. i can’t blame him as 116 F is quite a downer on a good hard run. anyway he’s my rope gun and if we are going to make it happen he’s got to get off the couch. PUSH IT MARSHALL PUSH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SUMMIT IS OURS TO LOSE.
Marshall on 03 Oct 2006 at 9:46 am #
I’m doin’ my best…resist the doughnuts, resist!
Jayna on 03 Oct 2006 at 3:50 pm #
Dear Marshmallow,
I am just jealous of your ability to pack on the pounds in such a short amount of time. It takes skill.
Sincerely,
Scrawny McScrawnerson
matt on 03 Oct 2006 at 4:39 pm #
its ALL about the smoothies. you got a blender yet?
m@ on 16 Oct 2006 at 10:52 pm #
well the weather kept our attempt at bay. i hope that a november overnighter on the red rocks will make up for it and the fishhook will be ours next summer!!!
Marshall on 18 Oct 2006 at 4:57 pm #
Such a bummer. Monday before the big climb its dry and sunny. Tuesday a huge storm drops an undisclosed amount of snow up there…I’m guessing to the tune of several feet. No Sierra climbs for me this summer, argh!