Daily Archive for January 28th, 2007

7 down, 11 to go….

Yesterday’s temperature reached 71 degrees; I heard it would only be in the 50’s today.  So…I waited to do my 12 miler today.  Even in the 50’s it was quite warm at times….  It’s over, it’s done with, I’m tired.

Just for the record…

…one Wall, down.

My apologies to Sally for dragging her down along with it. My bad.

Ace of Base

That’s what was in my head today. The whole damn time.

I was frustrated, and that’s really all I want to say about this run.

We’re not the only crazy ones!!!

I’m making up for a dearth of posting, lately. I’ve mostly been working backstage keeping this show running (meaning updating the site software and all).

So today I posted about running a marathon in Antarctica. Well, today’s paper had a story about two Minnesota women runners (and a local male-sound familiar?) who will be running the Antarctica Marathon. A little different from the one I posted about early, but this is still pretty cool. Pun intended.

They have their own blogs

Check’em out. Good luck and stay warm.

3. FLIRT WITH DISASTER

I’ve been lax in continuing my review of How to run 50 marathons in 50 days.

So, to continue…

In the Wired piece the Perfect Human they write:

3. FLIRT WITH DISASTER
In 1995, Karnazes ran his first Badwater Ultramarathon, a 135-mile trek that starts in Death Valley, California, in the middle of summer and finishes at the Mt. Whitney Portals, 8,360 feet above sea level. After running 72 miles in 120-degree heat, Karnazes collapsed on the side of the road suffering from hallucinations, diarrhea, and nausea. He had pushed himself to the point of death to find out whether he was strong enough to survive. He was. Though he didn’t finish the race that year, Karnazes came back the next and placed 10th. He won it on his fifth attempt, in 2004. “Somewhere along the line, we seem to have confused comfort with happiness,” he says.

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Tear Down The Wall

wall.jpgI’ve been staring at a wall for the last week or so. My legs are tired and achy. Not just after running, but when I wake up in the morning. As we move toward the one third mark of training, I’m feeling stuck. My training has been pretty good up to this point. However I’m right now nearing a breaking point I think. And no manner of Jedi mind tricks seem to be working.

What have I been doing wrong? I keep asking myself. Maybe I have been running to hard. Too fast. Hal says to run slower. But I’m running at a comfortable pace. Most of the time. (Note to self, don’t post and watch a show about The Information Paradox at the same time. Too distracting.)

I’ve been adjusting my training days a bit. Today, I will run the 12 miler that brings the first third of training to an end. It works out better this way, so Sally and I can coordinate our long run days more easily. It has to get better after today.

Today, I must tear down this wall.