Well what’s this? A web log, or as the kids call it these days, a b’log? Why yes, yes it is. Keeping the knob on life support, hanging on by a thread. It’s been a couple months since I last posted some gibberish about cat pictures, so how about a return to the days of […]
One last quick post before the race. Laying in the hotel room after a long day of crazy travel yesterday and a nice day in Boston today. Did the crazy carb load thing this morning and felt ill but have recovered as expected. Probably on my feet a little too much today. Trying to stay […]
My last three weeks have been 80, 72, 85. In the last 10 days I’ve run 123 miles (sounds like a lot), or about 12 per day (doesn’t sound like too much). It has included a 20 miler, a 24 miler, a 14, two 13s, really tough mile repeats, two hard track workouts and 5 […]
Supposed to be a down week. Took Monday off. Tuesday ten x Wilke plus lollipop. Nine easy on Wednesday. Track work Thursday, total fourteen. Friday ten. Twenty too hard on Saturday. Five for fun Sunday. Seventy-two is down? It's only fair to share…FacebookTwitterEmail
16 this morning, 8 at MGP. Tough run after Thursday 400s and Friday run. What is MGP you wonder? I wonder the same thing. 5K in the morning, and I'm feeling pretty dead, but I won't insult my dear readers with the usual annoying self-deprecation. We'll just see what I run and go from there. […]
Today's easy ten turned into a ten-mile progressive pace run. Started at 7:45 worked it down to 6:30 and under for the last five miles. Just felt good when I started and figured I'd keep it going until I didn't feel good. Well, once you get to a certain point in a run, even if […]
15×400, supposed to be a controlled pace workout, in the running was all over the clock. 83 here, 78 there, 81 here, 77 there. Calendar called for 20, I started early to oblige, mentioned Sunday 5K to Coach G and he told me to stop, so I blasted a last at 70. Slow. Me. Monday […]
Is there anything better than found food? You’re at work, about to bonk, code swirling, getting desperate, and …. “oh yeah! the 2-yr-old peanut butter crackers in the file cabinet!” Suhhhhhweeet. It's only fair to share…FacebookTwitterEmail