Long Bridge On Saturday I ran 10 miles. I ran over (and back) the Garcon Point Bridge, which is close to my home. Problems There’s an 4.8 mile run/walk event on this bridge in October; I’ve never participated in this event. You can read about it here if you want. This is a toll bridge that cost $4.75 to cross in a car, so the traffic is very light. Although it’s a two lane bridge, it’s been built to be expandable to 3+ lanes, which means there’s lots of room on the berm. I actually start down the road a bit, run across the bridge (and even past the toll booth a bit if I want), so this has served as a nice long run location in the past. Except for today… Leg Cramp – I got a sudden leg cramp on Friday at work while sitting down, of all things. I ran a couple easy miles on Friday in
HOW BAD DO YOU WANT IT? Has anyone ever held your head under water for a bit longer than what felt comfortable, and your body burned to breathe? You will instinctively fight to breathe with every fiber of your being. Why not harness the power of this instinct? Recall a moment when someone tried to take the one thing away from you that you can’t live without, and store that package away in a safe place in your mind. When the HILL HEAT COLD WIND CRAMP RAIN SNOW FATIGUE HUMIDITY DISTANCE COMPETITOR CLOCK get to be too much, then recall that package, and use that as fuel to give you the ultimate boost. HOW FAST CAN THE AVERAGE PERSON RUN? Usain Bolt averaged 27.79mph between 60-80m of his 100m world-record setting pace. Most of us are significantly slower than that. In the Welsh town of Llanwrtyd Wells there is an annual Man Versus Horse Marathon where a running man has
I took the day off from work A day off for me means that, even though I wake up at 6:30 AM, I try to close my eyes and go back to sleep. Usually, I end up giving up the thought of sleeping in around 7:30. I started my breakfast, which was my typical oatmeal: 1/2 cup dry oatmeal 1 tbs of (local) honey 3 tsp of brown sugar Cinnamon to taste I turned on my favorite radio station via Spotify, which is currently based on this playlist I call CHILL – click it to take a peak. Listening to this led to…. More than a year after moving out of my home and away from my children, I’m still often overwhelmed with great sorrow. But this was short-lived, because…. This weekend I have my boys So I needed to go to the store and fill my house with snacks and food stuffs galore. After about 90 minutes of parading through
Today I did NOT run On days I don’t run, I think fantasize about running. In my fantasy, it’s a beautiful summer afternoon, my clothes are soaked with sweat and I’m not sure that I can make it another 50 feet. I push through when the heat tells me no, I push through when my mouth is dry and my body is screaming for water; I push through when the hills get too steep, when the humidity gets to be too much, and when there is no shade to be found at high noon. All the odds are stacked against me, I will at worst crawl across the finish line, and at best some passer by will feel compelled to call for an ambulance when they see a body laying in a heap somewhere. I finish my run a hot mess, drenched in sweat, physically defeated – spiritually renewed. On this day, I walked through the fire and am strong.
Today was a fun day that let me do lots of fun things with my body, highlighted by a 13 mile bike ride in 80 degree sunshine! Today felt awesome, I regret that I had to spend anytime inside, and am hopeful that it will stay warm/sunny this week. WIN OR LOSE, WE STILL BOOZE Today is Sunday, which means I had about 2 hours of practice with my coworkers/teammates. Our last game this season is Tuesday. Games have been cancelled the last two weeks due to weather/holidays, so we all needed to go out there and swing the bat and play catch some. Most Tuesdays after our games, win or lose (and we mostly lose), we run down to Hopjacks Filling Station and have a few beers. My favorite beer currently is Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale, which they often have on tap. I’ve been getting into the cider beers lately also. Beer = Good After practice and a snack, I
I RUN ANGRY D. H. Lawrence said “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.” I think of this quote often, and always just like this: This year has been a challenging year that has included the end of my 13 year marriage to the person I thought I would grow old with. I am a dad to three boys, ages 9, 6, and 3, and I am deeply saddened that I am unable to give them a stable family life with a mom and dad that love one another. This year I have stayed sad too much, I have cried too much, I have been hurt too much. I don’t believe I’ll ever get over this pain I still feel deeply everyday, but I am responding to the pain in the best way I know how: use it to motivate me