Okay, so I'm going to keep this short and probably flesh in the detail later. There were 30,000 people running the Country Music Marathon and Half Marathon with about 90% running the latter. Leigh, Doug, Carrie, Adam and myself wake up at 5am on Saturday morning, lube ourselves up (this prevents chaffing and is a funny ritual in itself), eat some GU (this provides gas build up in one's intestines), eat bananas (this prevents soiling) and stretch (this provides us with a rationale that with a little stretching everything will be fine). Then we head downtown to run 26.2 miles. Well the short story is that after 21 miles the race official divert all runners to the finish line with some cock-n-bull story about tornados and huge lightning-throwing thunder clouds. So despite the fact that tornados did touch down somewhere and there was a hell of lot of lightning, I think that letting the idiots who volunteered to run 26 miles in the first place should be allowed to run under conditions of potential mortality. We were keeping to our decided pace and felt pretty good when we crossed the finish line after 22.5 miles in 3:24. The paltry offering of an MDG 64 (some new yellow beer) did little to ease our anger, although we did quaff a few of them.
April 21st
Last run before the big day... 2 miles seemed long enough. 3 days to Nashville!
April 20th
Snuck up on a bunch of turtles and cormorants basking in the sun on Lake Carnegie. That was cool.
April 19th
Sat on ass.
April 18
Was supposed to run 8 miles today, but did you see that 4 days ago I ran 20?
April 17
Was supposed to run 5 miles today, but did you see that 3 days ago I ran 20?
April 14th - 20 Miles!
This is to be my last long run before the big day. Felt like hell the first few miles, warmed up a bit the next, struggled the next 3, felt great the next 8, could barely run the last two. My neighbor saw me flopping home the last 20 yards and looked concerned enough to think about calling Dr. Hawkeye Pierce, or choppering in help. But now I know, with 10 days left... that I can run 80% of a marathon. So that is something. I'm so excited I'm not even gonna break out the baguette-o-meter.
April 9th - AUSTEN"S BIRTHDAY!!!
My sweet little baby girl turns 1 today. She got cake and her first girly doll. Didn't like either too much, however our dog liked the doll, and our son liked the cake. As a team it was a winning day. Oh yeah, ran today.
April 8th
10 miles out to Herrington Woods, beautiful morning and first big run since tweaking my knee/ankle. Everything felt fine, except the running part.
It is Friday night and I am running hills?
This is what running has done to my life. Running hills at 10.30 pm on a Friday night. Not that I'd be out doing anything exciting, leigh and I would probably be in bed by now, but here I am running up Linden Lane hill, and walking down it.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Some one else's running
I feel so self-centered always writing about myself... so today I'm writing about someone else.
Someone else got up at 5am this morning, ran 12 miles at 7 minute pace. That someone else loved every minute of the run, saw the sunrise - considered themselves blessed. That someone felt like a million bucks at the end of it, and was looking forward to doing it all over again, tomorrow.
... that bastard.
Someone else got up at 5am this morning, ran 12 miles at 7 minute pace. That someone else loved every minute of the run, saw the sunrise - considered themselves blessed. That someone felt like a million bucks at the end of it, and was looking forward to doing it all over again, tomorrow.
... that bastard.
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