Another little workout today, 6x643m, each in around 2:35-ish. If that seems an odd distance, it is. So I had the idea to do 800 repeats today, and figured I’d hop over to Waneka Lake where there are mile markers. The trail around the lake is 1.2 miles, and well, I thought there were 1/4 […]
I ran pretty hard this morning, and rather enjoyed it. Feels good to hurt a little bit, feel some pain and want to quit, and not do it. Four miles total, with a two mile tempo to end it. Sounds so lame when I write it out, but you gotta start somewhere, right? Back in […]
There was no reason for running a Turkey Trot, other than it was free and I could ride my bike to the race. We moved last year to a new house in a new town just outside of Boulder, and well, the Turkey Trot was only a couple miles away from us, so I rode […]
It’s been almost ten years since I ran my first marathon. I don’t think the Dallas White Rock Marathon still exists, but it was an emotional day for me so I’ll always think fondly on that race. It’s got me thinking about running, my history, my present, my future of running. About three years after […]
It’s been more than five years since my last race (the 2011 Houston Marathon which I never wrote about). As soon as I crossed the finish line of that marathon five years ago I swore I was done racing. I was burnt out, I was physically hurt, I knew I didn’t want to keep pushing […]
I went for a snowy run the other day on the trails behind our house and created a video to share the beauty. Video is taken along the East Boulder Trail at the Gunbarrel Farms trailhead, behind our house. Maybe the videos are a little too much sharing, a little too much self-promotion, but that’s […]
So I mentioned I was kind of excited about running again. Unfortunately for you, that means running log posts. Like this one. <NelsonVoice>Haha!</NelsonVoice> Actually, I don’t have much to report. Yes, I’ve been running, but I’m not crazy about it, like I used to be. No fanaticism nor narcissism here. Since I basically stopped running, […]
There’s a lovely article by John Spong about his late father in the December 2015 issue of Texas Monthly. I encourage you to read it as it’s a stirring recollection of fatherhood, grief and God. Spong went to my high school, where he was several years older than me, and I graduated with his brother. […]