Yesterday was the big 16 mile long run. Finally, a nice day to get back outside with decent weather. Probably in the low 40's at the start, low 50's by the end -- and DRY -- but very very windy! I met the Team in Training group at 8. At the start, I was a bit behind the others, but I caught up at the water break. (I tried out the bonesinmotion.com website for the upload below. There are some other inconsistencies, such as the 19 splits below and the 85 degree temp that I was able to delte. I'm not sold on it, but it looks really really cool!)
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
TNT Long Run
Monday, March 10, 2008
Another Week in the Books
Mileage continues to pile up en route to Frederick, now less than 8 weeks away.
Saturday's long run at 15 miles was moved indoors (nothing really new, here) as winter's grip continued in the area with a chilly rain. I took a short break at each hour mark to refill my water bottle so splits worked out like this:
Hour 1 -- 5.40 miles -- 11:07 average
Hour 2 -- 5.35 miles -- 11:13 average
Final 4.25 miles in 51:23 -- 12:05 average
Total of 15 miles in 2:51:23 -- 11:23 average
I had a goal to break 3 hours for the run, so I'm happy with that time.
Total mileage for the week was about 28 miles. This was just short of goal of 29 as I struggled to get in a decent run after my Body Pump class on Thursday -- Oh, the pain!
This week's mileage target is 32 miles, including 16 long and 8 "sorta-long" runs. Unfortunately, it's looking like the weatherman has more rain in store for this area on Saturday. Hopefully, all this rain will bode well for a dry marathon on May 4.
On the scale front, more cooperation this week as I erased last weeks gain and dropped 1.3 pounds to 237.9, just off a new low on the 15-day average. I've really tried hard this week to bank more of the calories burned rather than to consume them.
Speaking of consuming calories -- we had a great dinner on Saturday at Macaroni Grill. They have a design your own pasta dish that was fantastic. Mine had whole wheat penne with grilled eggplant and red peppers with a spicy red sauce. Throw in some mushrooms, tomatos and onions and enjoy. Mmmmm! Woulda licked the plate if I could.
L'Chaim!
Saturday's long run at 15 miles was moved indoors (nothing really new, here) as winter's grip continued in the area with a chilly rain. I took a short break at each hour mark to refill my water bottle so splits worked out like this:
Hour 1 -- 5.40 miles -- 11:07 average
Hour 2 -- 5.35 miles -- 11:13 average
Final 4.25 miles in 51:23 -- 12:05 average
Total of 15 miles in 2:51:23 -- 11:23 average
I had a goal to break 3 hours for the run, so I'm happy with that time.
Total mileage for the week was about 28 miles. This was just short of goal of 29 as I struggled to get in a decent run after my Body Pump class on Thursday -- Oh, the pain!
This week's mileage target is 32 miles, including 16 long and 8 "sorta-long" runs. Unfortunately, it's looking like the weatherman has more rain in store for this area on Saturday. Hopefully, all this rain will bode well for a dry marathon on May 4.
On the scale front, more cooperation this week as I erased last weeks gain and dropped 1.3 pounds to 237.9, just off a new low on the 15-day average. I've really tried hard this week to bank more of the calories burned rather than to consume them.
Speaking of consuming calories -- we had a great dinner on Saturday at Macaroni Grill. They have a design your own pasta dish that was fantastic. Mine had whole wheat penne with grilled eggplant and red peppers with a spicy red sauce. Throw in some mushrooms, tomatos and onions and enjoy. Mmmmm! Woulda licked the plate if I could.
L'Chaim!
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Penn State-Georgetown Face Off in 9 Year Old Champoinship Game
The stage was set on Saturday as the Penn State Nittany Lions, coming in with a league-best 10-2 record were set to face off against the Georgetown Hoyas at 8-4. Penn State were strong favorites as they beat Georgetown in week 2 31-16. Since the, Georgetown added a strong center to bolster their offense and rebounding to come back in the league.
Early on, it looked like a repeat of week 2 as Penn State took a first quarter lead of 8-2, but as the lineup changed in the second quarter, Georgetown had a clear height advantage, outscoring Penn State 13-0 to lead 15-8.
Coach Keith rallied the clearly dejected troops with a stirring halftime speech.
In the third, Penn State drew closer as son of formerly fat running guy made a key free throw and added several rebounds. Forward Mike's hot hand returned and Teddy made his first basket of the season as the crowd moved to the edges of their seats. The score after three had Georgetown ahead 19-16.
Penn State continued with the hot hand as Georgetown moved quickly into foul trouble. State took the lead mid-way through the fourth and a see saw battle ensued.
With 2 minutes to go, State went ahead 26-24 and Coach called for the perimeter stall. The plan worked with Georgetown frustrated for nearly 90 seconds until they were forced to foul. Mike hit 1 of 2 for a seemingly insurmountable lead. As the seconds ticked, there was little Georgetown could do to turn the tide and the boys from State were left to celebrate as the crowd cheered and consoled the disappointed Hoya team.
After the teams shook hands, the championship trophies were awarded.
Early on, it looked like a repeat of week 2 as Penn State took a first quarter lead of 8-2, but as the lineup changed in the second quarter, Georgetown had a clear height advantage, outscoring Penn State 13-0 to lead 15-8.Coach Keith rallied the clearly dejected troops with a stirring halftime speech.
In the third, Penn State drew closer as son of formerly fat running guy made a key free throw and added several rebounds. Forward Mike's hot hand returned and Teddy made his first basket of the season as the crowd moved to the edges of their seats. The score after three had Georgetown ahead 19-16.
Penn State continued with the hot hand as Georgetown moved quickly into foul trouble. State took the lead mid-way through the fourth and a see saw battle ensued.
With 2 minutes to go, State went ahead 26-24 and Coach called for the perimeter stall. The plan worked with Georgetown frustrated for nearly 90 seconds until they were forced to foul. Mike hit 1 of 2 for a seemingly insurmountable lead. As the seconds ticked, there was little Georgetown could do to turn the tide and the boys from State were left to celebrate as the crowd cheered and consoled the disappointed Hoya team.
After the teams shook hands, the championship trophies were awarded.
9 Year Old Boys Champions Penn State
(Son of formerly fat running guy - top right)
L'Chaim!Friday, March 7, 2008
Answer: My Cholesterol
Question: What's lower than the number of miles that I ran in February?
That's right, Jeopardy fans, my cholesterol is LOWER than 99! This formerly fat guy's cholesterol is down to a very skinny NINETY-EIGHT! (Of course, the bad is good and the good is good, too.)
Is it possible to have a level too low? Google says yes, but I can't find any difinitive numbers. Gonna see Dr. H. next week. I'll see if she can spread some light on the subject.
Steak for dinner tonight!
L'Chaim!
That's right, Jeopardy fans, my cholesterol is LOWER than 99! This formerly fat guy's cholesterol is down to a very skinny NINETY-EIGHT! (Of course, the bad is good and the good is good, too.)
Is it possible to have a level too low? Google says yes, but I can't find any difinitive numbers. Gonna see Dr. H. next week. I'll see if she can spread some light on the subject.
Steak for dinner tonight!
L'Chaim!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
99.7
No, not my temperature. That's the number of miles I ran in February. 99.7. One might say to themselves -- "self, Jeff ran 99.7 miles for the month. Why not just add another 3/10 to make it an even hundred." That's a really good question. One to which I have no answer. Certainly, had I filled in the spreadsheet any time on Friday, I would have jumped on the treadmill in street shoes to make the even 100. But, alas, it was not to be. Guess it will have to wait until March when the training plan alone schedules over 130 miles.
For the week, my mileage totaled 28.1, including the B&A Half on Sunday. Unfortunately, the scale seemed to not want to cooperate. (Yes, I'm certain that my scale has a brain, otherwise, why would I not weigh 206?) The 15-day average jumped 1.2 pounds to 239.2, a new loss total of 174.8.
I'm committed to focusing on my weight to get down to 230 by marathon day. Still 10 pounds over my original target, but any loss will make the runs more comfortable. No more free passes on long run days!
L'Chaim!
For the week, my mileage totaled 28.1, including the B&A Half on Sunday. Unfortunately, the scale seemed to not want to cooperate. (Yes, I'm certain that my scale has a brain, otherwise, why would I not weigh 206?) The 15-day average jumped 1.2 pounds to 239.2, a new loss total of 174.8.
I'm committed to focusing on my weight to get down to 230 by marathon day. Still 10 pounds over my original target, but any loss will make the runs more comfortable. No more free passes on long run days!
L'Chaim!
Monday, March 3, 2008
Kids, Friends and a Run -- What a Weekend
Deb and I knew a week ago that we'd have little time to ourselves this weekend. Lots of kids activities, a visit to the Maryland Jaycees board meeting to see old friends, and a little run on Sunday.
Friday started out with a spin and short run. Both were good finishes in prep for the Sunday run. After work, I headed to the Tae Kwon Do studio to watch #2 test for his green belt. He did us proud and tested well. We rewarded him with a sushi dinner.
After a brief visit home, I was off to the Jaycee meeting in Timonium. It was great to see old friends, some that I hadn't seen in many years. A return visit on Saturday was in order. I visited two meetings and spoke about my Team In Training goals. By the time I had left, I had secured donations from the Maryland Jaycee Militia and the Maryland Jaycee Senate. Both are lifetime membership groups that I belong to. It was great to see everyone.
From there, it was a rush to my eldest son's semi-final basketball game. This week, they were playing the top team from their league. Event though both teams had 9-2 records coming it and we had beaten them early in the season, we knew it would be a good game. Early on, it was a defensive battle as our opponents led 2-1 at the end of Q1. By the half, they were up by 3 and our shots were just not falling. Their defense was tough and they had one player clearly 3 inches taller than any other boy on the court, but our guys were hanging in there. We were still behind at the end of 3 and everyone was getting nervous. The crowd was really into the game and it proved to be one of the best of the year as our boys turned a 5 point deficit early in the fourth to their first lead of the game with 2 minutes to go. They relinquished the lead shortly later, but with 22 seconds left, took it back and added 2 to win 17-14 and punch their ticket for next Saturday's final. Whew, what a game!
After the game, I headed over to the "expo" such as it was to pick up my packet and occupy the kids for a few hours. No big goings on there as most people were waiting for race morning to get their bib and swag. Gotta say, for a race with just a $40 registration, the swag of a hunter green fleece vest was pretty sweet. (Who needs another t-shirt?) (See pic down below, way down.)
Saturday night, after a pre-race pasta dinner, I was informed by "stretch coach" Deb to be prepared to stretch for 20 minutes in the morning at her direction. "Ya mean you're getting up with me at 5?" "Yup!"
After a pretty restless night by both of us, fearing we'd miss the 5 am alarm, we were both up and ready to go. Race Day had arrived! Deb ran me through a battery of stretches personally prepared for my running pleasure. By 6, I was on my way.
As I walked outside, I quickly determined the unofficial weather to be "holy crap it's cold." My unofficial forecast was soon confirmed by the car thermometer -- 23 degrees. My kinda running weather (NOT!)
I got to the school where the race was to start at 6:30. First order of business was to find Katie, without whom I'm not sure I would have even know about this event. Shortly after I walked into cafeteria, Katie saw me and waved. Katie is a fellow blogger and a sister Baltimorean. We both ran races at the Baltimore Running Festival, she the 5k and me the relay. I saw Katie briefly there as I ran past her. She had a sign in hand for me there to cheer me on, but I was never able to find her after the race. So, I met Katie and her dad, who came to cheer her on. We talked for a bit, hit the restrooms, then headed outside as the race time was near.
As we began to line up for the start with the other 1,498 runners, the race director figured out that we were all heading the wrong way. All 1,500 of us had to relocate to the other side of the driveway. No biggie. Whoops. Sorry, wrong again. Okay, everyone, go back to where you were. Oy! Half way to the other side and she was once again wrong. Turns out her first relocation was the correct one. Anyway, we all got a nice pre race chuckle and were ready to go.
And we're off!
The B&A Trail is just about 8 feet wide -- barely wide enough for three bikes or four runners abreast. I was wondering how they would handle all of these runners simultaneously. The answer was given early on -- the first two miles or so of the run were done on local roads. Plenty distance enough to separate the 6 minute milers from the 12 minute milers. Katie and I ran together at the start and it was nice to be able to run with someone close to my pace. We talked about our friends in the Tumbleweed Running Club (Pat, Karen and Lisa) and how neat it must be to be able to run together every week. We talked about running and just enjoyed the chilly morning.
At two miles, we finally hit the trail. I could tell that I was pushing Katie a bit and I also felt like I could move the pace up as well. We ran together through the first water stop and I told her I was going to head out on my own, but I'd see her at the turn around mile 7.
From there, I kicked up my pace to about 11 minutes/mile. Soon after, I caught up with a couple of runners who noticed that my shoes have a squeak. They sound a bit like I'm stepping on a mouse at every stride. So, of course, they nick named my squeaky. Off and on we'd pass each other than they'd note "here comes squeaky" or something else like that. I've been called a lot worse, I guess. From 3 miles to the end of the trail, about another 3 miles or so, everyone passes one another either coming or going. There is a turn at almost 7 mi where your double back around a cone and run back from where you started. It was very cool to see the Naval Academy Marathon Club running the race all in their blue and grey running gear. As per usual, lots of friendly runners on the course wishing everyone well.
At mile 6, the race leaves the end of the trail and heads onto a street -- downhill. Of course, what goes down must come up and I quickly saw runners walking their way back up the hill. I was able to jog about half the way back up and soon saw Katie running towards me. I was very surprised to see her at this point, thinking she would still be a bit further behind. She looked very strong, but I knew not at all happy about returning back up the hill.
Everything was going well through 8 miles, but that was about to change. Beginning shortly after the 8 mile marker, my right foot began to hurt and my pace began to slow. I stopped at one point to take off my shoe to see if my orthotic insert was in the wrong shoe -- it wasn't. I suspected that the pain was due to the curvature of the trail and how my foot was being forced to shift to compensate. I tried running as much to the middle of the trail as possible and that worked a bit. In many ways, I felt strong and had I not had this pain, I think I'd still be going strong through the rest of the run. I even tried running for a bit on the grass. That worked but there were obstacles to avoid there. I spent the last few miles, some strong, some not, thinking about how I would be able to make it twice this distance in just nine more weeks.
As my pace had slowed, I realized that breaking my 2:30 goal was getting farther and farther out of reach. I kept thinking that Katie would catch up to me any minute. As I got past 11 miles, I knew I could kick it back up a notch through the finish. As the turn off the trail was in sight and we there was just a few tenths of a mile to go, I pushed as hard as I could to finish strong. As I came to the finish, I saw Katie's dad and crossed the line at 2:36:03 -- a PR by 31:57. Quite a respectable time considering the difficulties I had during the last 1/3 of the race. Without the pain, my goal was certainly in reach. My Garmin tracking is below.
After the race, I joined Katie's father as we waited for her to turn the corner. I told him how strong she looked at the half, but what we would later find out is that she, too, began to struggle at the 8 mile mark.
We headed indoors for post race snacks -- hot Papa Johns pizza and other high carb foods. Man did that pizza go down good! Shortly after that, we headed to our cars, Katie gave me the sign she made for Baltimore and we headed our separate ways.
The final "official" weather range for the race period was a low of 28, high of 39. The killer was the winds, which were as high as 9 mph, certainly dropping the temps a few degrees, particularly on some of the wide open parts of the course.
The Annapolis Striders did a very nice job on the event. I was told that this was the first year that it has sold out. They had tons of volunteers. Every at-grade crossing along the trail, and there seemed to be one at least every quarter mile, was staffed with at least two volunteers. The premium was cool as was the medal. Props to Annapolis!
All in all, a very good run.
Friday started out with a spin and short run. Both were good finishes in prep for the Sunday run. After work, I headed to the Tae Kwon Do studio to watch #2 test for his green belt. He did us proud and tested well. We rewarded him with a sushi dinner.After a brief visit home, I was off to the Jaycee meeting in Timonium. It was great to see old friends, some that I hadn't seen in many years. A return visit on Saturday was in order. I visited two meetings and spoke about my Team In Training goals. By the time I had left, I had secured donations from the Maryland Jaycee Militia and the Maryland Jaycee Senate. Both are lifetime membership groups that I belong to. It was great to see everyone.
From there, it was a rush to my eldest son's semi-final basketball game. This week, they were playing the top team from their league. Event though both teams had 9-2 records coming it and we had beaten them early in the season, we knew it would be a good game. Early on, it was a defensive battle as our opponents led 2-1 at the end of Q1. By the half, they were up by 3 and our shots were just not falling. Their defense was tough and they had one player clearly 3 inches taller than any other boy on the court, but our guys were hanging in there. We were still behind at the end of 3 and everyone was getting nervous. The crowd was really into the game and it proved to be one of the best of the year as our boys turned a 5 point deficit early in the fourth to their first lead of the game with 2 minutes to go. They relinquished the lead shortly later, but with 22 seconds left, took it back and added 2 to win 17-14 and punch their ticket for next Saturday's final. Whew, what a game!
After the game, I headed over to the "expo" such as it was to pick up my packet and occupy the kids for a few hours. No big goings on there as most people were waiting for race morning to get their bib and swag. Gotta say, for a race with just a $40 registration, the swag of a hunter green fleece vest was pretty sweet. (Who needs another t-shirt?) (See pic down below, way down.)
Saturday night, after a pre-race pasta dinner, I was informed by "stretch coach" Deb to be prepared to stretch for 20 minutes in the morning at her direction. "Ya mean you're getting up with me at 5?" "Yup!"
After a pretty restless night by both of us, fearing we'd miss the 5 am alarm, we were both up and ready to go. Race Day had arrived! Deb ran me through a battery of stretches personally prepared for my running pleasure. By 6, I was on my way.
As I walked outside, I quickly determined the unofficial weather to be "holy crap it's cold." My unofficial forecast was soon confirmed by the car thermometer -- 23 degrees. My kinda running weather (NOT!)
I got to the school where the race was to start at 6:30. First order of business was to find Katie, without whom I'm not sure I would have even know about this event. Shortly after I walked into cafeteria, Katie saw me and waved. Katie is a fellow blogger and a sister Baltimorean. We both ran races at the Baltimore Running Festival, she the 5k and me the relay. I saw Katie briefly there as I ran past her. She had a sign in hand for me there to cheer me on, but I was never able to find her after the race. So, I met Katie and her dad, who came to cheer her on. We talked for a bit, hit the restrooms, then headed outside as the race time was near.
As we began to line up for the start with the other 1,498 runners, the race director figured out that we were all heading the wrong way. All 1,500 of us had to relocate to the other side of the driveway. No biggie. Whoops. Sorry, wrong again. Okay, everyone, go back to where you were. Oy! Half way to the other side and she was once again wrong. Turns out her first relocation was the correct one. Anyway, we all got a nice pre race chuckle and were ready to go.
And we're off!
The B&A Trail is just about 8 feet wide -- barely wide enough for three bikes or four runners abreast. I was wondering how they would handle all of these runners simultaneously. The answer was given early on -- the first two miles or so of the run were done on local roads. Plenty distance enough to separate the 6 minute milers from the 12 minute milers. Katie and I ran together at the start and it was nice to be able to run with someone close to my pace. We talked about our friends in the Tumbleweed Running Club (Pat, Karen and Lisa) and how neat it must be to be able to run together every week. We talked about running and just enjoyed the chilly morning.
At two miles, we finally hit the trail. I could tell that I was pushing Katie a bit and I also felt like I could move the pace up as well. We ran together through the first water stop and I told her I was going to head out on my own, but I'd see her at the turn around mile 7.
From there, I kicked up my pace to about 11 minutes/mile. Soon after, I caught up with a couple of runners who noticed that my shoes have a squeak. They sound a bit like I'm stepping on a mouse at every stride. So, of course, they nick named my squeaky. Off and on we'd pass each other than they'd note "here comes squeaky" or something else like that. I've been called a lot worse, I guess. From 3 miles to the end of the trail, about another 3 miles or so, everyone passes one another either coming or going. There is a turn at almost 7 mi where your double back around a cone and run back from where you started. It was very cool to see the Naval Academy Marathon Club running the race all in their blue and grey running gear. As per usual, lots of friendly runners on the course wishing everyone well.
At mile 6, the race leaves the end of the trail and heads onto a street -- downhill. Of course, what goes down must come up and I quickly saw runners walking their way back up the hill. I was able to jog about half the way back up and soon saw Katie running towards me. I was very surprised to see her at this point, thinking she would still be a bit further behind. She looked very strong, but I knew not at all happy about returning back up the hill.
Everything was going well through 8 miles, but that was about to change. Beginning shortly after the 8 mile marker, my right foot began to hurt and my pace began to slow. I stopped at one point to take off my shoe to see if my orthotic insert was in the wrong shoe -- it wasn't. I suspected that the pain was due to the curvature of the trail and how my foot was being forced to shift to compensate. I tried running as much to the middle of the trail as possible and that worked a bit. In many ways, I felt strong and had I not had this pain, I think I'd still be going strong through the rest of the run. I even tried running for a bit on the grass. That worked but there were obstacles to avoid there. I spent the last few miles, some strong, some not, thinking about how I would be able to make it twice this distance in just nine more weeks.
As my pace had slowed, I realized that breaking my 2:30 goal was getting farther and farther out of reach. I kept thinking that Katie would catch up to me any minute. As I got past 11 miles, I knew I could kick it back up a notch through the finish. As the turn off the trail was in sight and we there was just a few tenths of a mile to go, I pushed as hard as I could to finish strong. As I came to the finish, I saw Katie's dad and crossed the line at 2:36:03 -- a PR by 31:57. Quite a respectable time considering the difficulties I had during the last 1/3 of the race. Without the pain, my goal was certainly in reach. My Garmin tracking is below.
After the race, I joined Katie's father as we waited for her to turn the corner. I told him how strong she looked at the half, but what we would later find out is that she, too, began to struggle at the 8 mile mark.
We headed indoors for post race snacks -- hot Papa Johns pizza and other high carb foods. Man did that pizza go down good! Shortly after that, we headed to our cars, Katie gave me the sign she made for Baltimore and we headed our separate ways.The final "official" weather range for the race period was a low of 28, high of 39. The killer was the winds, which were as high as 9 mph, certainly dropping the temps a few degrees, particularly on some of the wide open parts of the course.
The Annapolis Striders did a very nice job on the event. I was told that this was the first year that it has sold out. They had tons of volunteers. Every at-grade crossing along the trail, and there seemed to be one at least every quarter mile, was staffed with at least two volunteers. The premium was cool as was the medal. Props to Annapolis!
All in all, a very good run.
Sunday afternoon, I struggled with foot pain. Taking ibuprofin and icing down my feet seemed to be enough to get me through the day so we could hit our poker game. Although I never won a hand, Deb was the big winner of the night, so at least it all stays in the family.
Today, I feel pretty good. Not much pain at all -- a very good sign. Looking forward (well, sorta) to my next long run -- 15 miles.
I think that's enough for now. Thanks for hanging in through this long post.
L'Chaim!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
3 Days and Counting
The B & A Trail Half Marathon is just three days away and after a great long run, I've suffered this week.
Because of my travel schedule this week, I did my Wednesday "sorta long run" of seven miles on Tuesday. By a mile and a half in, I started to feel fatigued and a bit queasy. (I was thinking that the awesome Indian cauliflower and potato dinner from Monday night might not be sitting well. Maybe it was the second bowl.) Even sipping on my Gatorade made me feel worse. Regardless, I pressed on. Somehow, I made it through the seven, but it wasn't pretty, or fun.
From the gym, it was off to the airport. I have a pretty poor history of running on the road. All of the hotels I stay at have treadmills. Even my corporate HQ has treadmills and shower facilities. I have schlepped my gear way too many times for it not to see the light of day. This time, though I was determined -- particularly when a co-worker said they'd be hitting the fitness room early Wed. Now, I have accountability.
The alarm went off early Wednesday and I headed to the fitness room. Not a great run, but I've had worse. Struggled on endurance as I only made it half way of the 3 1/4 miles without walking. In the end, though, I made it through in okay time.
Wednesday night, after an all-day meeting, we headed to a local restaurant, Bella's, which serves the best veal marsala I've ever had. First, though, there were the appetizers of shrimp cocktail, roasted red peppers and mozzarella, and stuffed mushrooms. That with a couple glasses of wine left me full when the veal arrived. Oooh, it was good, but I could only finish half.
This morning came way too quick. I did diligently head down to the gym, but after just a mile, I was felt like crap and was toast. I gave in and headed back to get ready to go home. Not a great finish.
So tomorrow, I'm planning to finally get in a spin this week, then try for a good last short run before Sunday's half. I sure wish I still had Saturday's great feelings back.
Just need to get psyched.
L'Chaim!
Because of my travel schedule this week, I did my Wednesday "sorta long run" of seven miles on Tuesday. By a mile and a half in, I started to feel fatigued and a bit queasy. (I was thinking that the awesome Indian cauliflower and potato dinner from Monday night might not be sitting well. Maybe it was the second bowl.) Even sipping on my Gatorade made me feel worse. Regardless, I pressed on. Somehow, I made it through the seven, but it wasn't pretty, or fun.
From the gym, it was off to the airport. I have a pretty poor history of running on the road. All of the hotels I stay at have treadmills. Even my corporate HQ has treadmills and shower facilities. I have schlepped my gear way too many times for it not to see the light of day. This time, though I was determined -- particularly when a co-worker said they'd be hitting the fitness room early Wed. Now, I have accountability.
The alarm went off early Wednesday and I headed to the fitness room. Not a great run, but I've had worse. Struggled on endurance as I only made it half way of the 3 1/4 miles without walking. In the end, though, I made it through in okay time.
Wednesday night, after an all-day meeting, we headed to a local restaurant, Bella's, which serves the best veal marsala I've ever had. First, though, there were the appetizers of shrimp cocktail, roasted red peppers and mozzarella, and stuffed mushrooms. That with a couple glasses of wine left me full when the veal arrived. Oooh, it was good, but I could only finish half.
This morning came way too quick. I did diligently head down to the gym, but after just a mile, I was felt like crap and was toast. I gave in and headed back to get ready to go home. Not a great finish.
So tomorrow, I'm planning to finally get in a spin this week, then try for a good last short run before Sunday's half. I sure wish I still had Saturday's great feelings back.
Just need to get psyched.
L'Chaim!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Hey, I Finished My First Marathon!
OK, it only took, me a week to do it, but it was more than 26.2 miles . . . 27.5 miles to be exact. A new mileage high for a week, but it keeps going up from here.
With all of those miles, plus a spin class, plus a group weight class, I lost just 2/10 pound. I've definitely been treating some of my brick and long run days as licenses to eat. Saturday night I ate until I felt like I was going to pop. It had been a long time since I'd felt that way.
A loss is a loss, but hey, more is better.
I know I'm gonna regret this but the weather report for Sunday's Half Marathon is a low of 40, high 48, partly cloudy. Can't ask for much better than that. 6 days and counting.
L'Chaim!
With all of those miles, plus a spin class, plus a group weight class, I lost just 2/10 pound. I've definitely been treating some of my brick and long run days as licenses to eat. Saturday night I ate until I felt like I was going to pop. It had been a long time since I'd felt that way.
A loss is a loss, but hey, more is better.
I know I'm gonna regret this but the weather report for Sunday's Half Marathon is a low of 40, high 48, partly cloudy. Can't ask for much better than that. 6 days and counting.
L'Chaim!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Treadmiles
The good news is that March is right around the corner. Next week is the B&A Half and I'm pretty sure they won't let me run that on the treadmill. But for this weeks long run, the day after some icy precipitation, even the Team in Training run got postponed, so off I was to the gym.
The B&A fit pretty closely into my training plan, but not exactly. Next week's 10 scheduled would be 13.1. This week was a scheduled 13, so I figured I'd just swap weeks. Well, that was the plan before my great run last Saturday. When I got to the gym, my plan was to do 14. It would be my longest run ever, but I knew I had some flexibility if it got tough. I also came prepared this week with a couple of gels and Gatorade. Another change this week was addition of my mp3 player. Thinking through last week's run, I knew it would be tough to run through 3 repeats of Sports Center without a buddy to talk to.
After last week's 5 am start, 6 seemed almost like sleeping in. I pulled into the gym parking lot a few minutes after 6 and was on the 'mill around 6:20. Music going and the 'mill going at 5.7, I was off and running. Still concentrating on endurance and using 2.62 miles as my benchmark (10% of the full marathon), I cruised through that mark in about 27 minutes, still going strong. Next stop 5k, my longest to date. Done and feeling fine. Without drawing this out too long, I ran, non-stop, for ONE HOUR. Sixty minutes and 5.6 miles until the treadmill took a break at the 1 hour mark. Time for a gel break and a water refill.
From that point, I walked about 1/10 of a mile per mile and was feeling great up to about 10 miles, where the excitement about feeling great and my legs were starting to part company. Through 10 miles, I was able to maintain a sub-11 minute pace. Mile 11 was a bit slower, but at the 2 hour mark, I was slower but not speedy, maybe 12 minutes. Time for gel and water break #2.
The next few miles were really a struggle. At points, I was walking almost as much as running, but I was driven by the possibility of breaking 148 minutes for 13.1. Why 148 minutes? Well at 2:28 pace would represent a 40 minute pickup from the Philly half from September. And that I did. Sometime in the 148th minute, the odometer hit 13.10. Will I be able to replicate this next week? Don't know, but I'm sure to make progress weather and health permitting. The last mile was pure effort being close to the end. If the goal were 16 miles, no way would I have made it, but getting to the 13.1 left me close enough to 14 that I knew I'd get there if I had to walk the remaining 9/10 mile.
As the timer hit 160 minutes, I hit 14 miles and had completed my mission. Final pace of 11:26/mile, just a second or two off of last weeks 12 1/2 miler. As I stepped off of the treadmill, the pain started to set in immediately. Mostly my calves and the back of my upper legs. And my feet. Ankles, too. Oh, right, also my toes. . . and even my toe nails. A "quick" shower was not in the cards. A really slow one was. I don't know how long it took me to do my business and get out of the gym, but it seemed like forever.
I know there are things I could have done to alleviate the pain -- stretching comes to mind (and was highly recommended by Dave and then Deb, then by Deb again. Then, later on she said "I can't believe you didn't stretch." Then she said it again. And again. And maybe again. You get the point.) An hour of icing and a half bottle of ibuprofen did it's work and by late afternoon, I was moving a bit less gingerly.
Today, I can hardly tell I did 14 miles yesterday. Dave also suggested that I not do any activity until at least Tuesday. Sorry, buddy, not gonna happen. Spin and short run on tap tomorrow.
Just one week till the B&A and I'm ready to go!
L'Chaim!
The B&A fit pretty closely into my training plan, but not exactly. Next week's 10 scheduled would be 13.1. This week was a scheduled 13, so I figured I'd just swap weeks. Well, that was the plan before my great run last Saturday. When I got to the gym, my plan was to do 14. It would be my longest run ever, but I knew I had some flexibility if it got tough. I also came prepared this week with a couple of gels and Gatorade. Another change this week was addition of my mp3 player. Thinking through last week's run, I knew it would be tough to run through 3 repeats of Sports Center without a buddy to talk to.
After last week's 5 am start, 6 seemed almost like sleeping in. I pulled into the gym parking lot a few minutes after 6 and was on the 'mill around 6:20. Music going and the 'mill going at 5.7, I was off and running. Still concentrating on endurance and using 2.62 miles as my benchmark (10% of the full marathon), I cruised through that mark in about 27 minutes, still going strong. Next stop 5k, my longest to date. Done and feeling fine. Without drawing this out too long, I ran, non-stop, for ONE HOUR. Sixty minutes and 5.6 miles until the treadmill took a break at the 1 hour mark. Time for a gel break and a water refill.
From that point, I walked about 1/10 of a mile per mile and was feeling great up to about 10 miles, where the excitement about feeling great and my legs were starting to part company. Through 10 miles, I was able to maintain a sub-11 minute pace. Mile 11 was a bit slower, but at the 2 hour mark, I was slower but not speedy, maybe 12 minutes. Time for gel and water break #2.
The next few miles were really a struggle. At points, I was walking almost as much as running, but I was driven by the possibility of breaking 148 minutes for 13.1. Why 148 minutes? Well at 2:28 pace would represent a 40 minute pickup from the Philly half from September. And that I did. Sometime in the 148th minute, the odometer hit 13.10. Will I be able to replicate this next week? Don't know, but I'm sure to make progress weather and health permitting. The last mile was pure effort being close to the end. If the goal were 16 miles, no way would I have made it, but getting to the 13.1 left me close enough to 14 that I knew I'd get there if I had to walk the remaining 9/10 mile.
As the timer hit 160 minutes, I hit 14 miles and had completed my mission. Final pace of 11:26/mile, just a second or two off of last weeks 12 1/2 miler. As I stepped off of the treadmill, the pain started to set in immediately. Mostly my calves and the back of my upper legs. And my feet. Ankles, too. Oh, right, also my toes. . . and even my toe nails. A "quick" shower was not in the cards. A really slow one was. I don't know how long it took me to do my business and get out of the gym, but it seemed like forever.
I know there are things I could have done to alleviate the pain -- stretching comes to mind (and was highly recommended by Dave and then Deb, then by Deb again. Then, later on she said "I can't believe you didn't stretch." Then she said it again. And again. And maybe again. You get the point.) An hour of icing and a half bottle of ibuprofen did it's work and by late afternoon, I was moving a bit less gingerly.
Today, I can hardly tell I did 14 miles yesterday. Dave also suggested that I not do any activity until at least Tuesday. Sorry, buddy, not gonna happen. Spin and short run on tap tomorrow.
Just one week till the B&A and I'm ready to go!
L'Chaim!
Friday, February 22, 2008
A New Level
In the last 10 days or so, I feel like my running has moved to a new level. Last night, I posted a 4 mile treadmill run at 41:59 -- 10:29/mile. Not a PR, but pretty close. I'm consistently at or under 11 minutes now for my medium and short runs and well under 12 for my longer runs over 8 miles. Even better, I've managed to really cut down on the walk breaks. Last night, I took just one walk break and that came after 3.1 miles (5k), for just 1/10 mile.
Marathon training is going great (knock on wood) and, if I'm able to throw and extra 3 miles over plan in before next Friday, I'll hit 100 miles for the month a February -- a high mileage month by more than 50%. I'm actually starting to look forward to the long runs, too.
I really have to thank Karen, aka Pokey, for her post talking about getting back to running, rather than run/walking and Dave for suggesting I use a lower mph setting for my long runs. I know that this isn't earth shattering news, but sometimes you read stuff over and over and just don't listen when it's right in front of your face. I'm now starting slower than I was but, because I can endure longer, my times are improving. It's been quite a breakthrough. Could the sub-10 minute mile be far behind? Only question remaining is how the treadmill times will convert to the road. If I could just get my cold-allergic-wimpy-butt out on the road, I might find out.
Last night, Dave and I went to see Spirit of the Marathon. The movie follows six runners planning to run the 2005 Chicago Marathon. Two are elite professionals, two are repeat marathoners and two are first timers. The movie takes them from early training through marathon day. It's quite inspirational.
All for now.
L'Chaim!
Marathon training is going great (knock on wood) and, if I'm able to throw and extra 3 miles over plan in before next Friday, I'll hit 100 miles for the month a February -- a high mileage month by more than 50%. I'm actually starting to look forward to the long runs, too.
I really have to thank Karen, aka Pokey, for her post talking about getting back to running, rather than run/walking and Dave for suggesting I use a lower mph setting for my long runs. I know that this isn't earth shattering news, but sometimes you read stuff over and over and just don't listen when it's right in front of your face. I'm now starting slower than I was but, because I can endure longer, my times are improving. It's been quite a breakthrough. Could the sub-10 minute mile be far behind? Only question remaining is how the treadmill times will convert to the road. If I could just get my cold-allergic-wimpy-butt out on the road, I might find out.
Last night, Dave and I went to see Spirit of the Marathon. The movie follows six runners planning to run the 2005 Chicago Marathon. Two are elite professionals, two are repeat marathoners and two are first timers. The movie takes them from early training through marathon day. It's quite inspirational.
All for now.
L'Chaim!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Peaks and Valleys
Only good peaks and valleys this week.
Starting with the peaks, yesterday was my 12th anniversary. Every day is a peak with Deb. I couldn't have found a better partner. She's amazing and she's the best. No better peaks that that!
I hit my peak mileage this past week -- 25 miles, one more than the training plan, a few more than my prior weekly high mileage. No weights last week, but I did get in a couple of spin classes. No issues here.
Then there's the valley -- that would be my weight. A good valley -- a new low of 238.2, down 2.1 pounds from last week.
So it's all good. Gotta make a note to remember last week when I hit a plateau or don't feel like hitting the gym.
L'Chaim!
Starting with the peaks, yesterday was my 12th anniversary. Every day is a peak with Deb. I couldn't have found a better partner. She's amazing and she's the best. No better peaks that that!
I hit my peak mileage this past week -- 25 miles, one more than the training plan, a few more than my prior weekly high mileage. No weights last week, but I did get in a couple of spin classes. No issues here.
Then there's the valley -- that would be my weight. A good valley -- a new low of 238.2, down 2.1 pounds from last week.
So it's all good. Gotta make a note to remember last week when I hit a plateau or don't feel like hitting the gym.
L'Chaim!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Jordan Jr.?
I need to start off not talking about what I planned to talk about, but something else entirely.
My family has not been blessed with a huge amount of athletic ability. It's not that we don't like to compete, it's just that, like most people, that natural ability gene just isn't present. My kids play all the sports -- baseball, football, basketball, karate -- but generally aren't the first picked on the teams.
My eldest has been playing basketball this winter and has been on a pretty good team with a great coach. He's learned so much, as have all the boys, and it's been great to watch them come along this season.
So, yesterday was the last game before the playoffs and the the kids are all looking forward to playing. My son is scheduled to play the first three qtrs. In the first qtr, he misses a couple of shots and makes one to equal his season high 2 pts. Game is tied at 6. In the second qtr, he gets fouled on a shot and makes 1 of 2, but the other team's big guy makes a few. 13-9 at the half.
Third quarter, my boy starts to look like the next Michael Jordan and he knocks in two baskets, has a clean steal and he's just on fire. His team mates recognized the hot hand and were actually feeding the ball to him. After 3, they were back on top 19-16. Deb and I just had proud smiles on our faces and one of the other dads asked me what he put on his Wheaties for breakfast.
In the end, the other team tied it up, but our guys finished them off 27-23. What an exciting and proud game.
When?
Saturday is long run day and time and weather being what they are, I wasn't excited about running early in the upper 20's with the Team in Training crew. With 12 miles on the schedule, I needed a warmer plan.
Talking to my buddy Dave, he planned to hit the treadmill early to get in his 17 as his next big event is in 5 weeks. "I'm going to the club at 5 to hit the 'mill, wanna meet me there?" When? 5 am? 5 am, Saturday? "Yeah." Hmm, let me see what else I have going on at 5. Let's make that 4, alarm clock time. Amazingly, my calendar is free. Sure, I'm in!
At 4:06, as the birds on my alarm clock were chirping, I finally opened my eyes and hit the floor. When I gave Deb a kiss goodbye, she instructed me to kick Dave's butt on the 'mill. One thing I knew is that I'd be able to at least keep up. Dressed and out the door, I met up with Dave at my club at the agreed upon 0450. Not surprisingly, the crowds were non-existant. By a few minutes after 5, we were off and running.
With 12 miles on the schedule, Dave suggested I keep my speed down so that I could run somewhat comfortably for 2+ hours. What I like about the treadmills at my club is that they each have their own tv. We pretty much kept to our headsets. I settled in for the first hour nicely at a 5.7 mph pace. I normally start at 5.7 and move up and down around 6 mph over the course of the runs, but for today, 5.7 would work. I was able to run without stopping for the first 3.5 or so, then just about 1/10 of a mile for each mile run. I was feeling pretty good. Oh, and Dave, he was rocking at 7.6.
In the second hour, we did some talking. Kinda weird for me since I'm used to running alone. It was very comfortable, and I was able to converse fairly easily as my heart rate stayed around the upper 140's. In the last few minutes, Dave pushed up to 9.0, so I figured it was time to kick his butt -- I bumped to 9.1, which he matched, then bumped to 9.2. After 1/10 mile, it was time to cool down. Dave had hit his 17 and I had banked 12.5.
Along the way, there were a number of very important questions answered. Treadmills are obviously not designed for long runs, though there is no penalty for doing them. It's just that you never know how the computer will handle the bigger numbers. I know that these machines stop at an hours, though they restart with time and distance ongoing with the push of a button. Question is what happens after 99 minutes with just four number spots on the display. I figured that the machine would again stop and reset. Gladly, I was wrong, it just converts to minutes only, no seconds. Second question was answerd at the 2 hr point -- would it stop there? Answer is no -- just keeps on ticking. I guess we'd be good to 9,999 minutes. No worries!
Oh yeah, the time. 143 minutes -- a pace of 11:27. Pretty good, considering the distance. With that said, I had no elevation on the machine, so I wouldn't expect to go that fast on the roads, but I felt really good in the end. Probably the first time I've felt confident about the big one to come. I could have definitely kept it going for a while longer. Now, I really can't wait for the B&A half in two weeks.
So much for the longest treadmill report in history!
L'Chaim!
My family has not been blessed with a huge amount of athletic ability. It's not that we don't like to compete, it's just that, like most people, that natural ability gene just isn't present. My kids play all the sports -- baseball, football, basketball, karate -- but generally aren't the first picked on the teams.
My eldest has been playing basketball this winter and has been on a pretty good team with a great coach. He's learned so much, as have all the boys, and it's been great to watch them come along this season.
So, yesterday was the last game before the playoffs and the the kids are all looking forward to playing. My son is scheduled to play the first three qtrs. In the first qtr, he misses a couple of shots and makes one to equal his season high 2 pts. Game is tied at 6. In the second qtr, he gets fouled on a shot and makes 1 of 2, but the other team's big guy makes a few. 13-9 at the half.
Third quarter, my boy starts to look like the next Michael Jordan and he knocks in two baskets, has a clean steal and he's just on fire. His team mates recognized the hot hand and were actually feeding the ball to him. After 3, they were back on top 19-16. Deb and I just had proud smiles on our faces and one of the other dads asked me what he put on his Wheaties for breakfast.
In the end, the other team tied it up, but our guys finished them off 27-23. What an exciting and proud game.
When?
Saturday is long run day and time and weather being what they are, I wasn't excited about running early in the upper 20's with the Team in Training crew. With 12 miles on the schedule, I needed a warmer plan.
Talking to my buddy Dave, he planned to hit the treadmill early to get in his 17 as his next big event is in 5 weeks. "I'm going to the club at 5 to hit the 'mill, wanna meet me there?" When? 5 am? 5 am, Saturday? "Yeah." Hmm, let me see what else I have going on at 5. Let's make that 4, alarm clock time. Amazingly, my calendar is free. Sure, I'm in!
At 4:06, as the birds on my alarm clock were chirping, I finally opened my eyes and hit the floor. When I gave Deb a kiss goodbye, she instructed me to kick Dave's butt on the 'mill. One thing I knew is that I'd be able to at least keep up. Dressed and out the door, I met up with Dave at my club at the agreed upon 0450. Not surprisingly, the crowds were non-existant. By a few minutes after 5, we were off and running.
With 12 miles on the schedule, Dave suggested I keep my speed down so that I could run somewhat comfortably for 2+ hours. What I like about the treadmills at my club is that they each have their own tv. We pretty much kept to our headsets. I settled in for the first hour nicely at a 5.7 mph pace. I normally start at 5.7 and move up and down around 6 mph over the course of the runs, but for today, 5.7 would work. I was able to run without stopping for the first 3.5 or so, then just about 1/10 of a mile for each mile run. I was feeling pretty good. Oh, and Dave, he was rocking at 7.6.
In the second hour, we did some talking. Kinda weird for me since I'm used to running alone. It was very comfortable, and I was able to converse fairly easily as my heart rate stayed around the upper 140's. In the last few minutes, Dave pushed up to 9.0, so I figured it was time to kick his butt -- I bumped to 9.1, which he matched, then bumped to 9.2. After 1/10 mile, it was time to cool down. Dave had hit his 17 and I had banked 12.5.
Along the way, there were a number of very important questions answered. Treadmills are obviously not designed for long runs, though there is no penalty for doing them. It's just that you never know how the computer will handle the bigger numbers. I know that these machines stop at an hours, though they restart with time and distance ongoing with the push of a button. Question is what happens after 99 minutes with just four number spots on the display. I figured that the machine would again stop and reset. Gladly, I was wrong, it just converts to minutes only, no seconds. Second question was answerd at the 2 hr point -- would it stop there? Answer is no -- just keeps on ticking. I guess we'd be good to 9,999 minutes. No worries!
Oh yeah, the time. 143 minutes -- a pace of 11:27. Pretty good, considering the distance. With that said, I had no elevation on the machine, so I wouldn't expect to go that fast on the roads, but I felt really good in the end. Probably the first time I've felt confident about the big one to come. I could have definitely kept it going for a while longer. Now, I really can't wait for the B&A half in two weeks.
So much for the longest treadmill report in history!
L'Chaim!
Monday, February 11, 2008
What a Week
Another week in the books and all signs are positive. I seem to have the diet back under control as I've dropped the 1.7 that I gained last week. Looking forward to more positives (or actually, negatives) on that front in the weeks to come.
I've already outlined some of my exercise for last week, but it was a great week all the way around. 21 miles total run in addition to two spin classes and one group power class. Just concentrating on running rather than run/walking seems to be working as I posted a 10:50 average on Friday for 5 miles and broke that with a 10:42 for 5k this morning. Could a sub-10 minute mile be far off???
The marathon training plan has 24 miles on the schedule for this week with a 12-miler on tap for the weekend. The miles just increase from here. The next week shorter than this one is not until late April.
Looking forward to more fun in the week to come.
L'Chaim!
I've already outlined some of my exercise for last week, but it was a great week all the way around. 21 miles total run in addition to two spin classes and one group power class. Just concentrating on running rather than run/walking seems to be working as I posted a 10:50 average on Friday for 5 miles and broke that with a 10:42 for 5k this morning. Could a sub-10 minute mile be far off???
The marathon training plan has 24 miles on the schedule for this week with a 12-miler on tap for the weekend. The miles just increase from here. The next week shorter than this one is not until late April.
Looking forward to more fun in the week to come.
L'Chaim!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Feeling Fine
I'm scared to say it, but after yesterday's nine miles, I am feeling fine today. A bit sore this morning, but nothing out of the ordinary.
What's most exciting is that I was able to run seven of the nine miles on the road, essentially pain free. I guess the custom orthotics are doing the trick. (And they better, since I'm in the midst of debating their "medical necessity" with my health insurance company and may have to foot the bill myself. I dunno, walking without pain shouldn't be a luxury, right? Anyway, I digress. . .)
As for the rest of the training, I'll probably keep the weekday runs on the 'mill and the weekends on the road. With that confirmed, it would be great to slip in an event in the midst of all the long training runs. What luck -- in a couple of weeks, the Annapolis Striders are running the B & A Trail Marathon and Half Marathon. The Trail is a 13 mile paved walkway that attracts lots of runners, walkers, skateboarders, etc. I've ridden my bike there on a couple of occasions. I didn't even know about the run until I saw Katie talk about running the half. Planets aligning as they have, I'm mailing my check in tomorrow. (Oh yeah, check out the swag, too: All registered marathon and half marathon runners will receive a custom-designed hunter green fleece vest with zippered side and chest pockets. Suwheet!)
Here's to staying healthy!
L'Chaim!
What's most exciting is that I was able to run seven of the nine miles on the road, essentially pain free. I guess the custom orthotics are doing the trick. (And they better, since I'm in the midst of debating their "medical necessity" with my health insurance company and may have to foot the bill myself. I dunno, walking without pain shouldn't be a luxury, right? Anyway, I digress. . .)
As for the rest of the training, I'll probably keep the weekday runs on the 'mill and the weekends on the road. With that confirmed, it would be great to slip in an event in the midst of all the long training runs. What luck -- in a couple of weeks, the Annapolis Striders are running the B & A Trail Marathon and Half Marathon. The Trail is a 13 mile paved walkway that attracts lots of runners, walkers, skateboarders, etc. I've ridden my bike there on a couple of occasions. I didn't even know about the run until I saw Katie talk about running the half. Planets aligning as they have, I'm mailing my check in tomorrow. (Oh yeah, check out the swag, too: All registered marathon and half marathon runners will receive a custom-designed hunter green fleece vest with zippered side and chest pockets. Suwheet!)
Here's to staying healthy!
L'Chaim!
Saturday, February 9, 2008
9 Divided By 3 Equals 9 on the Ninth
Today being Febuary 9th, it's time forNon-Runner Nancy's 9 on the 9th Sweetheart Shuffle. Being one to never pass up a challenge, I signed up!
The plan was to do hit the local park and run 3 miles prior to the Team in Training scheduled 6 mile run to make the 9. Well, you know what happens to the best laid plans.
Morning came and I was up plenty early to get to the park by 7:15 to do my pre-run, but time just slipped away and I spent some time chatting with Deb instead. (Much nicer, I think, than running around in the sub-40 breeze for an extra hour.) So, the next plan was to add 3 at the end.
I got to the park and met all the Team in Training folks. Much to my surprise, out of 15 or so first timers, there were only a couple of us doing the Frederick full. Most were doing the Frederick half, San Diego half or Mayor's Midnight Marathon Half in Alaska. Regardless, after a few comments from coach Karen and a brief presentation from the owner of a local running store, she explained the route and we were off. For the first mile and a half, I was able to run with one of the coaches. Nice guy. Was kinda wierd for me to not be running either alone or in a room full of treadmills. He was running a half, so only had 3 miles on the schedule -- at 1 1/2, he turned back, I kept going.
Mile marker two was the water stop. For sure, the biggest benefit of running with the group. They had water and Gatorade put behind a big green transformer. When I arrived, there were four or five others ahead of me. I stopped for a couple of minutes, then headed off, leaving the group behind to socialize.
The three mile marker was the turn around point and I hit the water stop again on the way back. This time, on my own. Now four miles in, I've been able to run without stopping, other than for water.
After a quick drink, it's back towards the park. At about mile 5 1/2, the run goes on a gradual, but long uphill grade. Now, I'm walking, but feeling pretty good about getting to this point with only stopping for water twice. I trudged up the hill, then came back into the park. Total distance measured by Garmin: 6.25 in 1:16:48, a pace of 12:17/mile, including stops .
So how did I get to nine? Well, I got home and my eldest was at his basketball game. I went inside briefly, then took off by foot for the 3/4 miles to the middle school where he plays. After the game (a heartbreaking loss) I finished with two on the treadmill.
9 miles done, 3 "runs" in 1:48:27, an overall average of 12:03/mile. Not bad for my first street running (well, 7 miles of it, at least) in almost 3 months.
L'Chaim!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Running. . . I mean, Running
Once upon a time, in a land far far away, before ankle injuries and paranoia set it, I could run 2 miles without stopping. They weren't a particularly fast two miles -- pretty close to 12 minute miles, but they were running, none the less.
Since the fall, most of my running has been in fits and spurts. I usually knock out the first mile without a problem, but after that, it's run/walk/run the rest of the way, whatever that is.
Reading Pokey's blog the other day got me to thinking about how I need to get back to working on endurance RUNNING.
So this morning, I set out to run. My plan was for 5 miles, but it's been a long time since I've run continuously for more than 1.5, so I figured I'd shoot for 2 continuous and I'll work up from there. Along with this, I decided to put less emphasis on the speed. Normally I start at 5.7 mph on the treadmill and increase from there. Today, 5.7 would be the magic number.
The first mile was no sweat, as usual. As I thought through the process, I realized I'd been using the walk breaks as a crutch more than anything. At 5.7, my heart rate was at about 150, but didn't feel overwhelming. I think I could have conversed somewhat comfortably (assuming someone wanted to talk to me.) From there, my body naturally started to push me to walk, but I didn't give in. I kept going through 1.5, past 2 and managed 2.3 miles before my first walk break. I never touched the speed setting.
Ultimately, it was a great 5 miles. In the end, I finished the 5 in 54:08, an average of 10:50/mile -- a new PR. I know I could have kept going, too.
Tomorrow will be my first outdoor run since November. It is scheduled for a 6 miler at Centennial Park with Team In Training. My plan is to head out early and do another 3 to participate in Non-Runner Nancy's 9 on the 9th . I'll let you know how I do tomorrow!
L'Chaim!
Since the fall, most of my running has been in fits and spurts. I usually knock out the first mile without a problem, but after that, it's run/walk/run the rest of the way, whatever that is.
Reading Pokey's blog the other day got me to thinking about how I need to get back to working on endurance RUNNING.
So this morning, I set out to run. My plan was for 5 miles, but it's been a long time since I've run continuously for more than 1.5, so I figured I'd shoot for 2 continuous and I'll work up from there. Along with this, I decided to put less emphasis on the speed. Normally I start at 5.7 mph on the treadmill and increase from there. Today, 5.7 would be the magic number.
The first mile was no sweat, as usual. As I thought through the process, I realized I'd been using the walk breaks as a crutch more than anything. At 5.7, my heart rate was at about 150, but didn't feel overwhelming. I think I could have conversed somewhat comfortably (assuming someone wanted to talk to me.) From there, my body naturally started to push me to walk, but I didn't give in. I kept going through 1.5, past 2 and managed 2.3 miles before my first walk break. I never touched the speed setting.
Ultimately, it was a great 5 miles. In the end, I finished the 5 in 54:08, an average of 10:50/mile -- a new PR. I know I could have kept going, too.
Tomorrow will be my first outdoor run since November. It is scheduled for a 6 miler at Centennial Park with Team In Training. My plan is to head out early and do another 3 to participate in Non-Runner Nancy's 9 on the 9th . I'll let you know how I do tomorrow!
L'Chaim!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Wow, Am I Late!
The last few days have been crazy. My dad had a procedure on his heart yesterday, but all looks good and he should be coming home from the hospital this afternoon.
Since I posted last, the scale has been sliding back in the right direction, however not enough to keep the week at a gain of 1.7 to 242.0. My exercise levels continue to increase and I'm thinking (hoping) that it's more an issue of increased muscle that will ultimately work in my favor.
Very good mileage for the week -- a total of 21.1 miles, including an 8 mile long run, and four others around 3 1/4 each. Last week's 8 miler was 5 1/2 minutes faster than the week before. Only difference was that I took a spin class prior to the 8 miler the week before. This week I did the 8, then spin.
Speaking of that Saturday spin, the 8am class is taught by Homer, a middle aged guy, maybe late 40's, with a spare tire to boot. Now, I sure don't mind looking at the usual variety of instructors -- mid-20's women with 4% body fat (just looking, Deb!) -- but it's nice to see an "ordinary guy" running one of these, for sure.
Without a doubt, Homer is the "King of Pain". This class rocks and the pain is evident across the board. Plenty of sicko's love the pain, cause there's always a long waiting list for Homer's classes. Lots of in and out of the saddle. Lots of speed work. You name it, The King throws it out there -- and he's happy to dish it out!
Saturday was the first time I ran before a spin class. Saturday was the last time I'll run before a spin class, espeically The King's class. Ten minutes in and I was calculating how early I could bolt without being noticed. Fifteen minutes and I thought I'd need a wheel chair to get to the locker room. As the clock continued, I managed to stick it out. Never made all of Homer's UP - DOWN - UP - DOWN's, but I did make it to the end.
I mentioned that I'm Walking Across Arizona (WAA). This was the first week for that. In calculating mileage for WAA, they allow you to convert other types of exercise into mileage. That works out pretty well -- spin classes work out to 1 mile per quarter hour. Just about everything counts. With a goal of 25.6 miles per week, I was able to count 32.6 miles for the week. The Mexican border is long out of my rear view mirror, looking forward to touring Tucson.
I think I'm caught up now.
L'Chaim!
Since I posted last, the scale has been sliding back in the right direction, however not enough to keep the week at a gain of 1.7 to 242.0. My exercise levels continue to increase and I'm thinking (hoping) that it's more an issue of increased muscle that will ultimately work in my favor.
Very good mileage for the week -- a total of 21.1 miles, including an 8 mile long run, and four others around 3 1/4 each. Last week's 8 miler was 5 1/2 minutes faster than the week before. Only difference was that I took a spin class prior to the 8 miler the week before. This week I did the 8, then spin.
Speaking of that Saturday spin, the 8am class is taught by Homer, a middle aged guy, maybe late 40's, with a spare tire to boot. Now, I sure don't mind looking at the usual variety of instructors -- mid-20's women with 4% body fat (just looking, Deb!) -- but it's nice to see an "ordinary guy" running one of these, for sure.
Without a doubt, Homer is the "King of Pain". This class rocks and the pain is evident across the board. Plenty of sicko's love the pain, cause there's always a long waiting list for Homer's classes. Lots of in and out of the saddle. Lots of speed work. You name it, The King throws it out there -- and he's happy to dish it out!
Saturday was the first time I ran before a spin class. Saturday was the last time I'll run before a spin class, espeically The King's class. Ten minutes in and I was calculating how early I could bolt without being noticed. Fifteen minutes and I thought I'd need a wheel chair to get to the locker room. As the clock continued, I managed to stick it out. Never made all of Homer's UP - DOWN - UP - DOWN's, but I did make it to the end.
I mentioned that I'm Walking Across Arizona (WAA). This was the first week for that. In calculating mileage for WAA, they allow you to convert other types of exercise into mileage. That works out pretty well -- spin classes work out to 1 mile per quarter hour. Just about everything counts. With a goal of 25.6 miles per week, I was able to count 32.6 miles for the week. The Mexican border is long out of my rear view mirror, looking forward to touring Tucson.
I think I'm caught up now.
L'Chaim!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
End of the Streak. . .
Much like the NE Patriots 18 game win streak, I have lost weight for 18 consecutive months. At least a pound, in fact.
Until now.
As I plugged in this morning's weight into my spreadsheet, the January "loss" turned negative. A gain of 0.2 pounds for the month.
The month was going along swimmingly as I posted an all time low on 1/15 of 237.0. Sadly, I must have been a bad boy since then, as I've been hovering in the 243-244 range for the past few days. What is surprising is my level of activity has been strong with lots of high-calorie burn spin classes and 53 miles run.
Really, there are no excuses. My exercise levels have increased, but I've been over compensating on the food end. Seem's I've developed a taste for trail mix -- my favorite is the Planter's variety, which seems to come more and more in "single" serving bags. It's only 250 calories or so per bag. Problem is, it's become a problem. I've also become fond of dried fruit. Certainly I'm ignoring the fact that the fruit has some kind of coating on it to "enhance" the flavor. Can't possible be sugar, could it? Six days of business travel out of the last ten doesn't help either.
So, there it is. I know what the problem is and I know how to fix it. It's all about control. Back home and back on the wagon starting right now.
Just hope that the Pats don't follow my lead.
L'Chaim!
Until now.
As I plugged in this morning's weight into my spreadsheet, the January "loss" turned negative. A gain of 0.2 pounds for the month.
The month was going along swimmingly as I posted an all time low on 1/15 of 237.0. Sadly, I must have been a bad boy since then, as I've been hovering in the 243-244 range for the past few days. What is surprising is my level of activity has been strong with lots of high-calorie burn spin classes and 53 miles run.
Really, there are no excuses. My exercise levels have increased, but I've been over compensating on the food end. Seem's I've developed a taste for trail mix -- my favorite is the Planter's variety, which seems to come more and more in "single" serving bags. It's only 250 calories or so per bag. Problem is, it's become a problem. I've also become fond of dried fruit. Certainly I'm ignoring the fact that the fruit has some kind of coating on it to "enhance" the flavor. Can't possible be sugar, could it? Six days of business travel out of the last ten doesn't help either.
So, there it is. I know what the problem is and I know how to fix it. It's all about control. Back home and back on the wagon starting right now.
Just hope that the Pats don't follow my lead.
L'Chaim!
Monday, January 28, 2008
Monday Update
It's been a crazy week and the numbers show it. Just two runs last week -- one for 8 and one for 3.25, plus the one spin class. Much less than I need to be doing. Unfortunately, I spent way too much time on airplanes for work. It is a positive, though, getting in one travel run -- even though I packed stuff for three.
The scale was also uncooperative -- up 1.3 pounds for the week to 240.3. Was hoping that I had seen the last of the 240's. Definitely need to work more on the diet.
As for the coming week -- two days of travel to start the week. I'm determined to hit the treadmill tonight and again in the morning. (I'm stuck at the Mexican border for my run across Arizona.) From there, at least three more runs, one or two spin classes and hopefully a weight class.
Sunday, the Team In Training group for my area is having their first group run. I had thought about a 5k, but I think the group 4 miler will be more beneficial.
Want to thank you all, too, for your advice on my little problem I posted about a couple of days ago as well as the encouragement on the long runs. Every bit helps!
L'Chaim!
The scale was also uncooperative -- up 1.3 pounds for the week to 240.3. Was hoping that I had seen the last of the 240's. Definitely need to work more on the diet.
As for the coming week -- two days of travel to start the week. I'm determined to hit the treadmill tonight and again in the morning. (I'm stuck at the Mexican border for my run across Arizona.) From there, at least three more runs, one or two spin classes and hopefully a weight class.
Sunday, the Team In Training group for my area is having their first group run. I had thought about a 5k, but I think the group 4 miler will be more beneficial.
Want to thank you all, too, for your advice on my little problem I posted about a couple of days ago as well as the encouragement on the long runs. Every bit helps!
L'Chaim!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Running Arizona
Pat from Arizona has organized a couple of teams to Run and Walk Across Arizona. Why Arizona? Well, that's where Pat lives. (Duh!)
Beginning today, and for the next 16 weeks, all of my mileage will count towards Team BlogRunWalk's goal of 2000 miles. My personal commitment is 410 miles. Only 25.7 miles per week. Sounds like a lot but between the marathon training and the mileage counts for non-running, such as 4 miles for a one hour spin class, it can be done.
Beginning today, and for the next 16 weeks, all of my mileage will count towards Team BlogRunWalk's goal of 2000 miles. My personal commitment is 410 miles. Only 25.7 miles per week. Sounds like a lot but between the marathon training and the mileage counts for non-running, such as 4 miles for a one hour spin class, it can be done.
Looking forward to putting in the miles along with teammates Pat, Katie, Cheryl, Eric, Karen, Lisa, and Joe.
Just trying to figure out how I'll be able to stop by The Tee Pee for dinner and a coupla margaritas as I run by.
L'Chaim!
Saturday, January 26, 2008
The Long Long Run
In all honesty, I'm not fond of the long run. That's the part of the marathon training program that comes once a week and builds from 4 miles in week 1 of the 19 week training program and escalates to 20 miles in week 16, 3 weeks before the big race.
I received the plan last weekend and I'm already behind in week 5. Schedule for the week was 4 x 3 mile runs and an 8 miler today. Travel this week made the 3 milers tough. I got just one in during the week and it's been more than 2 months since I've broken 6 miles on a single run.
So, I got on the waiting list for the 6:30 spin class this morning and was able to score a spot. After a good hour of spin, I hit the treadmill. I was really not looking forward to this. I suppose that I'm understating it a bit -- really it was dread. I wish there was an exciting way to talk about an 8 mile treadmill run, but there isn't. I got it done. Was hoping to beat a 12 minute mile average and in just under 96 minutes, an 11:57 average, I was done. It really wasn't that bad, to be honest.
(Oh, and in reference to my last post, I used a layer of New Skin, covered by Glide. I ran blood free, but not entirely pain-in-the-chest free. I'll keep playing around with stuff till I'm outta pain.)
Somehow, I've got to get over this dread of the long run and figure out how to embrace it. The runs only grow in length from here, so I'd hate to not look forward to each weekend long run. Gotta change that mind set.
L'Chaim!
I received the plan last weekend and I'm already behind in week 5. Schedule for the week was 4 x 3 mile runs and an 8 miler today. Travel this week made the 3 milers tough. I got just one in during the week and it's been more than 2 months since I've broken 6 miles on a single run.
So, I got on the waiting list for the 6:30 spin class this morning and was able to score a spot. After a good hour of spin, I hit the treadmill. I was really not looking forward to this. I suppose that I'm understating it a bit -- really it was dread. I wish there was an exciting way to talk about an 8 mile treadmill run, but there isn't. I got it done. Was hoping to beat a 12 minute mile average and in just under 96 minutes, an 11:57 average, I was done. It really wasn't that bad, to be honest.
(Oh, and in reference to my last post, I used a layer of New Skin, covered by Glide. I ran blood free, but not entirely pain-in-the-chest free. I'll keep playing around with stuff till I'm outta pain.)
Somehow, I've got to get over this dread of the long run and figure out how to embrace it. The runs only grow in length from here, so I'd hate to not look forward to each weekend long run. Gotta change that mind set.
L'Chaim!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
I'm Late! I'm Late!
So much to say, so little time to say it. On the road this week.
Lots of exercise last week, but no losses. No gains either, so that's a good thing.
Just 12 miles running, but 3 spin and one weight class. Not bad! Still need to work on bumping up the mileage to get into the marathon training plan. Should be at 20 miles now with a long run of 8 -- Yikes! Have much work to do.
I want to talk about a serious issue, but I have to warn you, if you get queasy easily, DON'T READ ON! If you don't like the sight of blood, SHUT THIS BROWSER WINDOW NOW! If you're younger than 16, pregnant or have a heart condition, STOP! (Okay, I just added that part for a comedic interlude, but you get my point.)
If you're still reading, I will not be held responsible for anything that results from this post.
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Here we go. . .
The topic is Boobies.
When I started to run longer distances, my buddy Dave had warned me about boobie pain. The pain is generated from the male boob rubbing against a shirt while running. On some longer runs, I've experienced the pain and am generally careful to cover with a band aid. That has done the trick. Normally, this hasn't been a problem for distance of less than 6 or 7 miles.
At the Baltimore Marathon, I recall seeing a runner pass my check point with two red streaks running down his shirt from his chest. I get a bit queasy myself just thinking about it.
So, last week, I hit the treadmill at the gym for a good 4 miler. It was a really good run. I was wearing my brand new white Team in Training technical t shirt. I noticed some mild pain, but nothing more. I finished my run, walked past all everyone else out the door and turned toward the locker room. At that point I looked down and saw it. What? C'mon, you can guess. I know you can. Do I have to say it? Yikes. Yes, a big pool of red on my shirt. (My NEW WHITE shirt.) Holy crap, it looked like somebody had slaughtered a pig on my shirt. Immediately I thought about the room full of exercisers that I had just no doubt nauseated. I quickly took my towel and walked in such a way to cover as much of the carnage as possible en route to the locker room. Suddenly, my little nips were burning. This wasn't supposed to happen for just 4 miles.
Quickly, I took off my shirt in the locker room and headed to the shower. Couldn't wait to wash off. ARGH! The water pressure, mixed with sweat brought the pain to a new level.
Of course, I was most concerned about my new shirt. After a day of work, I brought that messy shirt home and showed Deb the carnage. Thankfully, I'm married to the Spray-and-Wash queen (one of a vast array of talents possessed by my fantastic bride.) A few hours later and waa-laa, one clean and nearly brand new TnT tech t-shirt.
If you're still reading, I won't go into the gory details of how my little band aids fell off during my run the next day with a repeat performance. Poor little guys.
So, what have I learned?
1. Wear better prophylactics -- bad things happen when they come off!
2. Wear a red shirt. . .
3. Or a black shirt.
4. Buy more Spray and Wash.
5. Look down before exiting the gym.
6. Listen to the pain.
7. Never, ever go unprotected!
Any other suggestions, friends?
I think that's enough for today, don't you?
L'Chaim!
Lots of exercise last week, but no losses. No gains either, so that's a good thing.
Just 12 miles running, but 3 spin and one weight class. Not bad! Still need to work on bumping up the mileage to get into the marathon training plan. Should be at 20 miles now with a long run of 8 -- Yikes! Have much work to do.
I want to talk about a serious issue, but I have to warn you, if you get queasy easily, DON'T READ ON! If you don't like the sight of blood, SHUT THIS BROWSER WINDOW NOW! If you're younger than 16, pregnant or have a heart condition, STOP! (Okay, I just added that part for a comedic interlude, but you get my point.)
If you're still reading, I will not be held responsible for anything that results from this post.
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Here we go. . .
The topic is Boobies.
When I started to run longer distances, my buddy Dave had warned me about boobie pain. The pain is generated from the male boob rubbing against a shirt while running. On some longer runs, I've experienced the pain and am generally careful to cover with a band aid. That has done the trick. Normally, this hasn't been a problem for distance of less than 6 or 7 miles.
At the Baltimore Marathon, I recall seeing a runner pass my check point with two red streaks running down his shirt from his chest. I get a bit queasy myself just thinking about it.
So, last week, I hit the treadmill at the gym for a good 4 miler. It was a really good run. I was wearing my brand new white Team in Training technical t shirt. I noticed some mild pain, but nothing more. I finished my run, walked past all everyone else out the door and turned toward the locker room. At that point I looked down and saw it. What? C'mon, you can guess. I know you can. Do I have to say it? Yikes. Yes, a big pool of red on my shirt. (My NEW WHITE shirt.) Holy crap, it looked like somebody had slaughtered a pig on my shirt. Immediately I thought about the room full of exercisers that I had just no doubt nauseated. I quickly took my towel and walked in such a way to cover as much of the carnage as possible en route to the locker room. Suddenly, my little nips were burning. This wasn't supposed to happen for just 4 miles.
Quickly, I took off my shirt in the locker room and headed to the shower. Couldn't wait to wash off. ARGH! The water pressure, mixed with sweat brought the pain to a new level.
Of course, I was most concerned about my new shirt. After a day of work, I brought that messy shirt home and showed Deb the carnage. Thankfully, I'm married to the Spray-and-Wash queen (one of a vast array of talents possessed by my fantastic bride.) A few hours later and waa-laa, one clean and nearly brand new TnT tech t-shirt.
If you're still reading, I won't go into the gory details of how my little band aids fell off during my run the next day with a repeat performance. Poor little guys.
So, what have I learned?
1. Wear better prophylactics -- bad things happen when they come off!
2. Wear a red shirt. . .
3. Or a black shirt.
4. Buy more Spray and Wash.
5. Look down before exiting the gym.
6. Listen to the pain.
7. Never, ever go unprotected!
Any other suggestions, friends?
I think that's enough for today, don't you?
L'Chaim!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Committed
One of my goals for 2008 is to complete a marathon. It may be the only one that I ever do, but once you do one, you're a marathoner for life. Who knows, maybe I'll get hooked!
Monday night, I signed up for the Frederick Marathon through Team In Training (TnT). Officially, I'm now committed! (I'm wondering if I should BE committed.)
TnT has trained over 300,000 athletes participating in endurance events such as marathons, triathlons and 100-mile bike rides. While they've been at it, they've raised over $800 million to fight leukemia, lymphoma and other blood diseases. It's truly a great cause and an amazing story. Deb and I have a close friend that is a survivor of lymphoma, so the cause hits close to home.
I first encountered TnT in Delaware. They had lots of folks out for the marathon and the 10 mile race that I did. In Philly, for the half marathon, there must have been hundreds of participants and coaches on the course. They assign coaches and really get people moving. Very impressive. They keep you positive and motivated through the entire race and get you to the finish line.
For this event, my fundraising goal is $2500. Feel free to check out my TnT Web Page or click on the link to the right on this web page.
Onward to Frederick!
L'Chaim!
Monday night, I signed up for the Frederick Marathon through Team In Training (TnT). Officially, I'm now committed! (I'm wondering if I should BE committed.)
TnT has trained over 300,000 athletes participating in endurance events such as marathons, triathlons and 100-mile bike rides. While they've been at it, they've raised over $800 million to fight leukemia, lymphoma and other blood diseases. It's truly a great cause and an amazing story. Deb and I have a close friend that is a survivor of lymphoma, so the cause hits close to home.
I first encountered TnT in Delaware. They had lots of folks out for the marathon and the 10 mile race that I did. In Philly, for the half marathon, there must have been hundreds of participants and coaches on the course. They assign coaches and really get people moving. Very impressive. They keep you positive and motivated through the entire race and get you to the finish line.
For this event, my fundraising goal is $2500. Feel free to check out my TnT Web Page or click on the link to the right on this web page.
Onward to Frederick!
L'Chaim!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Monday!
Here we are at another Monday.
What a week for exercise last week -- did just about everything but hit a pool. Totals included 10.4 miles run, 16.8 miles biked on one of the nicest January days ever, two spin classes and one group strength class. All that activity led to the best kind of pain, so I've been chowing down on ibuprofin. Yum!
The scale is cooperating too. Loss of 0.7 lbs for the week, bringing my total to exactly 175 pounds lost in just over 18 months. Hopefully, I'm out of the 240's for good!
My next goal is to be at 220 for Frederick. It's 16 weeks from yesterday. Just don't know how the training schedule will dovetail with weight loss. We'll see how it goes.
L'Chaim!
What a week for exercise last week -- did just about everything but hit a pool. Totals included 10.4 miles run, 16.8 miles biked on one of the nicest January days ever, two spin classes and one group strength class. All that activity led to the best kind of pain, so I've been chowing down on ibuprofin. Yum!
The scale is cooperating too. Loss of 0.7 lbs for the week, bringing my total to exactly 175 pounds lost in just over 18 months. Hopefully, I'm out of the 240's for good!
My next goal is to be at 220 for Frederick. It's 16 weeks from yesterday. Just don't know how the training schedule will dovetail with weight loss. We'll see how it goes.
L'Chaim!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
This and That
Lot's going on the last few days to catch up on.
One Minute of Fame
When I was looking for a team to run with in the Baltimore Marathon Relay, I hooked up with a group from Alter Communications. Alter, among other things, publishes the Baltimore Jewish Times (JT), a weekly community newspaper. The leader of the team, Kim, is a writer for Alter.
Way back then, Kim asked if I would consider having a story written about me. Sure, why not.
Yesterday was publication day! Read the story on line here: The Weight is Off.
I pretty much kept this publication under wraps. Only a few people really knew about it. I was anxiously awaiting a call from my mother when either she read the article or one of her friends read it and called her. About 7:30, Deb called mom and finds out that she no longer gets the JT, but she had received a call from her friend Toby on her voice mail. Toby just said "nice article", but mom had no clue what about. Deb implored mom to go to Barnes and Noble to pick up a copy. A half hour later, mom is calling me from the parking lot, sounding a bit teary. Priceless.
Good Luck, Friends
A few blog friends are running some big races this weekend.
Katie is running in the Disney World Marathon, her first full marathon.
Pat is running the P.F. Chang's Rock and Roll Marathon in Arizona. This will be Pat's first full marathon.
Pokey is doing the P.F. Chang's Rock and Roll Half Marathon.
Best wishes, all. I'd wish you good luck, but I know you don't need it! You'll do great.
Anniversary and a Half
Today marks 18 months of my diet and exercise lifestyle change. It's been quite a year and a half. No statistics this time. (I'll save that for two years.)
To celebrate, I did a bit of an update to the blog. New background color. Also, added a "Favorite Posts" section, which are my favorites of the 150 or so that I've done (so far). Hope you like the changes.
Gym Rat
Finally, after much whining, considering, reviewing, unreviewing, yada, yada, we've joined a real gym. Actually, much more than that, we've joined Columbia Association (CA), which is a huge association that oversees the activities of nearby Columbia, Maryland. What is attractive about CA, is that our family membership includes their three full service gyms, (including one open 24/7, should I ever wake up at 2 am in desperate need of an elliptical run) and 23 outdoor summer pool, among other features. Lots of classes including 34 spin classes throughout the week at the various clubs!
So far, I've taken a Group Power class -- weights set to music -- and one spin class. The Group Power class was fun, but I'm still sore three days later. The spin classes are very popular and usually fill up. After a few tries, I was able to get in on one yesterday. About 20 minutes in I broke the bike! The left pedal broke right off. Have a nice 4" gash in my leg to show for it, too. That was fun!
That's all for now. Hope you have a great weekend.
L'Chaim!
One Minute of Fame
When I was looking for a team to run with in the Baltimore Marathon Relay, I hooked up with a group from Alter Communications. Alter, among other things, publishes the Baltimore Jewish Times (JT), a weekly community newspaper. The leader of the team, Kim, is a writer for Alter.
Way back then, Kim asked if I would consider having a story written about me. Sure, why not.
Yesterday was publication day! Read the story on line here: The Weight is Off.
I pretty much kept this publication under wraps. Only a few people really knew about it. I was anxiously awaiting a call from my mother when either she read the article or one of her friends read it and called her. About 7:30, Deb called mom and finds out that she no longer gets the JT, but she had received a call from her friend Toby on her voice mail. Toby just said "nice article", but mom had no clue what about. Deb implored mom to go to Barnes and Noble to pick up a copy. A half hour later, mom is calling me from the parking lot, sounding a bit teary. Priceless.
Good Luck, Friends
A few blog friends are running some big races this weekend.
Katie is running in the Disney World Marathon, her first full marathon.
Pat is running the P.F. Chang's Rock and Roll Marathon in Arizona. This will be Pat's first full marathon.
Pokey is doing the P.F. Chang's Rock and Roll Half Marathon.
Best wishes, all. I'd wish you good luck, but I know you don't need it! You'll do great.
Anniversary and a Half
Today marks 18 months of my diet and exercise lifestyle change. It's been quite a year and a half. No statistics this time. (I'll save that for two years.)
To celebrate, I did a bit of an update to the blog. New background color. Also, added a "Favorite Posts" section, which are my favorites of the 150 or so that I've done (so far). Hope you like the changes.
Gym Rat
Finally, after much whining, considering, reviewing, unreviewing, yada, yada, we've joined a real gym. Actually, much more than that, we've joined Columbia Association (CA), which is a huge association that oversees the activities of nearby Columbia, Maryland. What is attractive about CA, is that our family membership includes their three full service gyms, (including one open 24/7, should I ever wake up at 2 am in desperate need of an elliptical run) and 23 outdoor summer pool, among other features. Lots of classes including 34 spin classes throughout the week at the various clubs!
So far, I've taken a Group Power class -- weights set to music -- and one spin class. The Group Power class was fun, but I'm still sore three days later. The spin classes are very popular and usually fill up. After a few tries, I was able to get in on one yesterday. About 20 minutes in I broke the bike! The left pedal broke right off. Have a nice 4" gash in my leg to show for it, too. That was fun!
That's all for now. Hope you have a great weekend.
L'Chaim!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
$10 Worth of Vanity
Somewhere in my travels on Monday, I became separated from my drivers license. Thankfully, it was after my check in at PVD on my way home. At some point Tuesday, I realized that it was gone.
What to do, what to do. I called the airport and got a hold of TSA. Sorry, not in the log. Called Southwest. We're too busy to return your call. (So much for that legendary customer service.) Checked every pocket of everything I wore on Monday. Twice. Cleaned my car, too. Then, Deb did it all over for me, just to be sure. Although I did find my lost ATM card (since replaced), no Maryland drivers license was to be found.
According to the DMV website, a replacement would require all the documentation that a new license does -- two proofs of identity, two proofs of residency. What a pain!
This afternoon, I trudged to the DMV office just before closing and waited in the 40 minute line. Finally, I was called to desk #2.
The clerk was very kind. First she asked for ID -- just one of the five that I brought, just in case, apparently. Then she started to type and type and type. Finally, she asked me to turn to face the camera. I was surprised -- thinking that they'd use the picture on file from my renewal a year ago. After the picture, she had me confirm more info. I asked about changing my weight. Not for a reprint, not allowed. (Although I'm certain that no more than three additional keystrokes would be required.) But. . . if I wanted to pay for a renewal, I could change whatever I wanted. Hmmm, twenty bucks vs. thirty. Now, I'm cheap and almost never go for the frills, but I thought there was no way that new face would match that old 345 weight from 14 months ago.
Sure, I'd like to change my weight.
More typing. Finally, "Okay, what is it?" 237. "Wow," she said. Nothing more. Nothing necessary. Probably already broke a few state laws by commenting at all.
Five minutes later and thirty dollars lighter, I walked out with my new license. Had a new picture and my current weight -- 237. A totally unnecessary extra ten bucks, but it looked really, really cool. What's wrong with a little bit of vanity?
L'Chaim!
What to do, what to do. I called the airport and got a hold of TSA. Sorry, not in the log. Called Southwest. We're too busy to return your call. (So much for that legendary customer service.) Checked every pocket of everything I wore on Monday. Twice. Cleaned my car, too. Then, Deb did it all over for me, just to be sure. Although I did find my lost ATM card (since replaced), no Maryland drivers license was to be found.
According to the DMV website, a replacement would require all the documentation that a new license does -- two proofs of identity, two proofs of residency. What a pain!
This afternoon, I trudged to the DMV office just before closing and waited in the 40 minute line. Finally, I was called to desk #2.
The clerk was very kind. First she asked for ID -- just one of the five that I brought, just in case, apparently. Then she started to type and type and type. Finally, she asked me to turn to face the camera. I was surprised -- thinking that they'd use the picture on file from my renewal a year ago. After the picture, she had me confirm more info. I asked about changing my weight. Not for a reprint, not allowed. (Although I'm certain that no more than three additional keystrokes would be required.) But. . . if I wanted to pay for a renewal, I could change whatever I wanted. Hmmm, twenty bucks vs. thirty. Now, I'm cheap and almost never go for the frills, but I thought there was no way that new face would match that old 345 weight from 14 months ago.
Sure, I'd like to change my weight.
More typing. Finally, "Okay, what is it?" 237. "Wow," she said. Nothing more. Nothing necessary. Probably already broke a few state laws by commenting at all.
Five minutes later and thirty dollars lighter, I walked out with my new license. Had a new picture and my current weight -- 237. A totally unnecessary extra ten bucks, but it looked really, really cool. What's wrong with a little bit of vanity?
L'Chaim!
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Happy Birthday!
Deb's Birthday is on Thursday. Here are just of the few reasons that I love her.
HOPELESS ROMANTIC
AMAZING MOM
POSITIVELY POSITIVE
PREPPY -- I'VE CAUGHT HER WITH HER POLO COLLARS UP!
YEARS AND YEARS OF LIFE TO LOOK FORWARD TO
BEST FRIEND
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'D BE WITHOUT HER
READ'S MY MIND
TOP CHEF
HOT! HOT! HOT!
DIMPLES
AWESOME, JUST AWESOME
YOU ROCK!
LAUGH MAKES ME SMILE
OUTGOING
VOLUPTIOUS LIPS
EXTRAORDINARY PTA PRESIDENT
Happy Birthday, my love. Looking forward to spending many many more with you!
L'Chaim!
HOPELESS ROMANTIC
AMAZING MOM
POSITIVELY POSITIVE
PREPPY -- I'VE CAUGHT HER WITH HER POLO COLLARS UP!
YEARS AND YEARS OF LIFE TO LOOK FORWARD TO
BEST FRIEND
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'D BE WITHOUT HER
READ'S MY MIND
TOP CHEF
HOT! HOT! HOT!
DIMPLES
AWESOME, JUST AWESOME
YOU ROCK!
LAUGH MAKES ME SMILE
OUTGOING
VOLUPTIOUS LIPS
EXTRAORDINARY PTA PRESIDENT
Happy Birthday, my love. Looking forward to spending many many more with you!
L'Chaim!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Anonymous
There is no such thing as anonymity for a fat guy. People may not speak to you, but they can't help but to notice you. No matter where you go, you are there, front and center. It doesn't matter if you are in line at the super market or at the dry cleaners, fat folks are noticed.
In the last few months, I've observed that people notice me less. A lot less. Most significantly, it's wherever there are tight quarters. Used to be, I'd hate certain restaurants where they either 1) have lots more booths than tables or 2) have tight spaces between tables. I hated having to ask people to scootch in to get by, then still have my belly rub their chairs. Embarrassing.
Yesterday, I traveled for work. I was in line at security at BWI and I noticed an old co-worker in line 20-30 people behind me. I kept looking at him and I know he saw me, but it never registered with him. After I cleared security, I waited for him. After he cleared, I yelled out for him -- hey Guy! (the French-Canadian pronunciation, lest you read it incorrectly.) He turned around but didn't notice me. GUY! Finally, he saw me, for sure. His reaction was memorable -- "OH MY GD! I would have never recognized you if you didn't call out for me."
We talked for a few minutes, then I boarded my flight. Talk about anonymous -- used to be I'd sheepishly try to hide my 414 pounds from other passengers to prevent the ultimate reaction, particularly when they realized they either had the assigned seat next to me or, on Southwest, they see that the ONLY open seat is next to the fat guy.
Last night, I ran into a woman that used to work for me. I was going into a single wide door, she was coming out. I've known this woman for six years. I trained her and she worked for me for three of those years. She made eye contact, then walked right by me. Almost the exact same reaction when called out Rachel's name.
It's really weird being anonymous. Whether it's walking down the street or in the gym or on an airplane, I've become just another stranger, not the fat guy. Still need to work on getting my brain to accept that.
Anonymous is good. . . I think.
L'Chaim!
In the last few months, I've observed that people notice me less. A lot less. Most significantly, it's wherever there are tight quarters. Used to be, I'd hate certain restaurants where they either 1) have lots more booths than tables or 2) have tight spaces between tables. I hated having to ask people to scootch in to get by, then still have my belly rub their chairs. Embarrassing.
Yesterday, I traveled for work. I was in line at security at BWI and I noticed an old co-worker in line 20-30 people behind me. I kept looking at him and I know he saw me, but it never registered with him. After I cleared security, I waited for him. After he cleared, I yelled out for him -- hey Guy! (the French-Canadian pronunciation, lest you read it incorrectly.) He turned around but didn't notice me. GUY! Finally, he saw me, for sure. His reaction was memorable -- "OH MY GD! I would have never recognized you if you didn't call out for me."
We talked for a few minutes, then I boarded my flight. Talk about anonymous -- used to be I'd sheepishly try to hide my 414 pounds from other passengers to prevent the ultimate reaction, particularly when they realized they either had the assigned seat next to me or, on Southwest, they see that the ONLY open seat is next to the fat guy.
Last night, I ran into a woman that used to work for me. I was going into a single wide door, she was coming out. I've known this woman for six years. I trained her and she worked for me for three of those years. She made eye contact, then walked right by me. Almost the exact same reaction when called out Rachel's name.
It's really weird being anonymous. Whether it's walking down the street or in the gym or on an airplane, I've become just another stranger, not the fat guy. Still need to work on getting my brain to accept that.
Anonymous is good. . . I think.
L'Chaim!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Late Monday
It's Monday and it's late, but not too late for the weekly update.
Another good week on the scale as the scale dropped to 239.7, another 30+ year low. Change from last week is -1.8 lbs.
For exercise, I ran 4 times for 12.6 miles. A bit under what I was hoping to do, but this weekend was pretty crazy and I couldn't get in a run.
Off to bed, so all for now.
L'Chaim!
Another good week on the scale as the scale dropped to 239.7, another 30+ year low. Change from last week is -1.8 lbs.
For exercise, I ran 4 times for 12.6 miles. A bit under what I was hoping to do, but this weekend was pretty crazy and I couldn't get in a run.
Off to bed, so all for now.
L'Chaim!
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Be It Hereby Resolved
I've never been one for New Year's resolutions. I'd never joined a gym like the millions that will do so this week. I'm not even a great goal setter, but that has seemed to work for me over the past 17 1/2 months.
So here they are, my 2008 goals:
1,000 miles running -- this is a stretch, a big stretch. What's that, about 83 miles a month? Ok, the fact that my top monthly mileage ever is 66 won't deter me. The key is to stay healthy.
1,000 miles biking -- this will be my first real season with a bike (well, since I was like 14). I feel pretty comfortable with this one, but we'll see how it goes.
swimming -- I just throw that in there cause I want to. No specifics, yet, but when we join our gym, I want to get a few swims in a month.
199.0 -- My ultimate weight goal -- about 42 pounds to go.
Events -- So far, just two on my radar:
4/27 -- Pike's Peek 10k -- Want to blow away last year's 88 minutes.
5/4 -- Frederick Marathon -- The big one!
We'll see what else the year brings. Looking for a duathlon and, we'll see how the swimming goes, maybe even a late season tri -- ya never know!
Happy 2008 to you all.
L'Chaim!
So here they are, my 2008 goals:
1,000 miles running -- this is a stretch, a big stretch. What's that, about 83 miles a month? Ok, the fact that my top monthly mileage ever is 66 won't deter me. The key is to stay healthy.
1,000 miles biking -- this will be my first real season with a bike (well, since I was like 14). I feel pretty comfortable with this one, but we'll see how it goes.
swimming -- I just throw that in there cause I want to. No specifics, yet, but when we join our gym, I want to get a few swims in a month.
199.0 -- My ultimate weight goal -- about 42 pounds to go.
Events -- So far, just two on my radar:
4/27 -- Pike's Peek 10k -- Want to blow away last year's 88 minutes.
5/4 -- Frederick Marathon -- The big one!
We'll see what else the year brings. Looking for a duathlon and, we'll see how the swimming goes, maybe even a late season tri -- ya never know!
Happy 2008 to you all.
L'Chaim!
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