I didn’t feel the pre-race adrenaline-anxiety sickness I normally vomit half-way up my throat. Just dread. Fearing the pain, feeling exhausted from a tough week, the horn went off with a false start and we all lurched a couple steps, stopped, were told to keep going, and took off towards the Target. The guy next […]
I bonked at work last week, a Tuesday afternoon around 3:30 p.m. I totally flamed out, head hit the desk, lost all energy, recovered slightly and went foraging for food like a wild dog. Found a week-old cookie, drove to the trail and ran four miles. Then bonked on a three mile run the next […]
Time to poop out another post. I’m playing baseball for the 10th year in a row as an adult (I also played in hs/college. I sucked then too.). “Playing” isn’t the proper word. I think I made it to 3 games last year, and I’ve already skipped the first 2 games this year. Basically, I […]
The better I run, the less I want to blog about it. It seems increasingly narcissistic and self-indulgent (if that is even possible) to keep saying, “hey look at me, I’m getting faster, I’m running more, my workouts are great, my race was awesome! Yay me!” Plus I continually question the worthiness of spending the […]
“Official” results from the Belterra 5K are posted. My pod must be about 15 seconds off per mile. That’s a lot but about right since it is off by about 50 meters per mile (about 3%). Apparently last year’s winner won a year’s membership to 24 Hour Fitness. I should have entitled the last post […]
I felt ridiculous. I looked like a jackass. Forty-four people at the starting line and I’m standing at the front with my shirt off, racing flats on, footpod blinking, while forty-one moms with daughters and dads with strollers and grandpas with Starbucks stared at me. Someone said, “what’s the course again?” The announcer blared into […]
By the time anyone reads this, I will have already run the race so this will all be wrong and pointless, but…. I went by to get my packet for the 5k tomorrow morning and asked how many people signed up. They said “93 …. for all 3 events”, meaning the 5k, duathlon and 1k […]
I said “I’m slow.” Fletcher said, “save it for the blog.” So here it is. I’m slow. By slow I mean flat-out, fast-twitch fiber speed, like 100 meter or 40 yard dash speed. At the end of our fifth 1000 meter repeat tonight we decided to kick it for the last 200 and I got […]