So I signed up to be a coach for RunTex University’s Born to Run program and tonight was the first class. We’re always tougher on ourselves than we should be (or others are), but I feel for the poor souls who I now “coach”. Luckily, Jessica has been a coach for a few months, so […]
I have to write something. It’s been a week and nothing about 3M. Originally, I didn’t write about the race because I was still digesting it all, trying to gather my thoughts about it, evaluate it, process it. It was a personal thing, something I just didn’t want to share. By now, it’s just history […]
So I’m sitting here, a day and a half before 3m, with ice on my knee. If the race was tomorrow I don’t know that I’d run it. Well see how it feels Sunday. It started hurting after the second of those fourteen mile Mt. Bonnell jaunts, and ever since then it has ached a […]
Quick log. Mile repeats on Tuesday: 6.27, 6.00, 6.04, 6.01. Felt relaxed. Ran the last three alone. I feel like I’m sort of stuck in between groups. Trying to learn not to “race” these interval workouts. Learning that I don’t need to kill it every time, especially when I’m preparing for a race. I signed […]
Ten miles this morning on the trail. Couldn’t make it Saturday morning because I was busy helping my Cub Scout win his Pack’s Pinewood Derby. Really, he just won the Tiger Cubs portion of the event, but still pretty cool. Considering I, uh I mean “we”, started building the car Wednesday, and I was still […]
Today we have guest blogger Jessica: 10 years ago today, David and I met at Iron Cactus on 6th street. My dear friend Sara introduced us. She had known David for years through their friend Aron. I had known Aron for a few years b/c we all went to SWT together. The following Tuesday, I […]
I’m so lame. Sure there’s ice about and it’s a bit cold, but really, how did I become a walker? Yeah, that’s right, yesterday after the “snow event” I went for a 45 minute walk. I blamed it on the weather, and not having any clean, dry, warm running clothes. But in my defense, it […]
Ok, that was crazy. Zig zagging through darkness, flash floods, calf-deep quicksand, fallen branches, hundred meter puddles and raindrops in the eye. Saturday morning was an insane peek into the dementia of running. There should be limits to one’s dedication.When I left the house at 5:30 a.m. it was a mild morning. By the time […]