My running was more consistent before "training" began. Heck, so was my blogging.
The heat. The schedule. The inertia. All plagues against this house.
My weight, My mileage. My fitness. All factors leading to a loss of confidence.
The Akron Marathon hangs like a millstone around my sunburned neck. How will this ever happen?
My last run was a dozen days ago. Just like my favorite sports teams, this has become a complete collapse.
Lately, my thoughts have wandered into the realm of just packing it in and waiting until next year.
Is it too late to jump back on the horse?
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Showing posts with label absence makes the heart grow fonder. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
10 Days
When last we heard from our hero, he was dispersing trail running propaganda that some found useful in a retrospective kind of way. Then he vanished.
The rain soaked the parched earth Sunday morning. The agenda called for 10 miles. Amid getting dressed to run out to grab some breakfast for his wife and himself, the bed frame lurched in front of his knee. He cried out in pain. A bruise had begun to form. The stairs felt like murder. The agenda could go right to hell.
The week ending June 10 ended a weeklong vacation from running as a prelude to this aborted start to marathon training. Last week's planned runs started off fine, but the birthday weekend became too busy to fit in all the intended mileage. And then there was that damned kneecapping at the proverbial hands of an instrument of rest.
"Perhaps this is kismet," our hero considered, while stuffing his face with two cupcakes leftover from Saturday's birthday/Father's Day party.
Lately, doubt had crept into his mind. Although he had a couple good weeks of running recently, the thought of training for another PR effort at the Akron Marathon seemed almost too burdensome.
Friday's run was shorter than planned, but the time was too tight to tack on the remaining distance -- and the heat had already drained his energy. Saturday's run never fit into the schedule, as chores and errands filled the day's docket.
Suddenly, a week that started off well to begin the requisite 16-week training cycle was nearly over without those running goals accomplished.
Does our hero have the mentality to undergo another run at a sub-four-hour marathon?
The reality of being a working stiff with a woman to keep happy has always been a challenge, but the addition of maintaining a house on top of that seems too daunting to overcome. And damn does that knee hurt.
Should he take a year off from the marathon?
Too late for that. This is the 10th anniversary of the Akron Marathon, and the commemorative medallion looks too cool to pass up. The wife has assembled a relay team so that she too can experience the excitement of Akron's big race day. There's no turning back.
Perhaps the training plan needs to change to accommodate a busier lifestyle. The PR year of 2010 featured a five-day-per-week schedule, but that has been difficult to manage so far this year. It's time to go back the drawing board and craft a regimen that features fewer days, but similar weekly mileage totals.
What say you, dear readers? How have you managed training for success with tougher schedules?
The rain soaked the parched earth Sunday morning. The agenda called for 10 miles. Amid getting dressed to run out to grab some breakfast for his wife and himself, the bed frame lurched in front of his knee. He cried out in pain. A bruise had begun to form. The stairs felt like murder. The agenda could go right to hell.
The week ending June 10 ended a weeklong vacation from running as a prelude to this aborted start to marathon training. Last week's planned runs started off fine, but the birthday weekend became too busy to fit in all the intended mileage. And then there was that damned kneecapping at the proverbial hands of an instrument of rest.
"Perhaps this is kismet," our hero considered, while stuffing his face with two cupcakes leftover from Saturday's birthday/Father's Day party.
Lately, doubt had crept into his mind. Although he had a couple good weeks of running recently, the thought of training for another PR effort at the Akron Marathon seemed almost too burdensome.
Friday's run was shorter than planned, but the time was too tight to tack on the remaining distance -- and the heat had already drained his energy. Saturday's run never fit into the schedule, as chores and errands filled the day's docket.
Suddenly, a week that started off well to begin the requisite 16-week training cycle was nearly over without those running goals accomplished.
Does our hero have the mentality to undergo another run at a sub-four-hour marathon?
The reality of being a working stiff with a woman to keep happy has always been a challenge, but the addition of maintaining a house on top of that seems too daunting to overcome. And damn does that knee hurt.
Should he take a year off from the marathon?
Too late for that. This is the 10th anniversary of the Akron Marathon, and the commemorative medallion looks too cool to pass up. The wife has assembled a relay team so that she too can experience the excitement of Akron's big race day. There's no turning back.
Perhaps the training plan needs to change to accommodate a busier lifestyle. The PR year of 2010 featured a five-day-per-week schedule, but that has been difficult to manage so far this year. It's time to go back the drawing board and craft a regimen that features fewer days, but similar weekly mileage totals.
What say you, dear readers? How have you managed training for success with tougher schedules?
Friday, June 3, 2011
Flashback Friday: Don't Miss Again
Cripes! Here we are on Friday with only one other post this week. Like my running this week, I've been slacking on the blogging as well. Today is a make-good, as I've also finally updated my banjo blog if you care to read that as well.
My morning running hasn't been as strong this week. I woke up this morning as was like, "nope," and went back to bed. However, with today's beautiful weather, I'm hoping for a post-work run around the neighborhood before embarking on this weekend's revelry.
Though, perhaps I've already started ...
Let me just say that Great Lakes' Lake Erie Monster is on tap at the Winking Lizard, which is just a short walk from my office. And let me also just say that 9 percent ABV with such a drinkable flavor can get on top of you pretty quick if all you've had beforehand is a breakfast smoothie.
Back Talk
Wherein there seems to be some omissions in my postings of late, apart from not posting anything whatsoever.
Both Ironman By 30 and Jamoosh noticed a conspicuous lack of Memorial Day beveraging in my only other post this week.
Answer: Here I make amends with the following imbibables from the holiday: Smithwicks, Great Lakes Edmund Fitzgerald, an accidentally poured margarita with 1800 tequila, Stroh's (yes, Stroh's) and Dos Equis Amber.
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates! Have a finely brewed weekend. Run well and drink well. Cheers!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Flashback Friday: To What, Exactly?
Considering not a single post made it online here this week, there's not much to flashback to today.
I managed a single run this week and a nice, brisk hike yesterday with the Enthusiast and Dobson, our Old English Sheepdog. Many photos were taken, but sadly not a single one to share with you. Such is the nature of deadline week.
Unshockingly, the weather has returned to freezing temperatures and snow, but we remain vigilant in our expectation of Spring's arrival in Northeast Ohio.
Back Talk
Wherein there are no comments to which I respond.
Since I have met my work duties for the day, I'll open the Booze Hounds floor to questions from the audience. I'll actually respond to comments made today until 5 p.m. EST.
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates! Have a finely brewed weekend. Run well and drink well. Cheers!
I managed a single run this week and a nice, brisk hike yesterday with the Enthusiast and Dobson, our Old English Sheepdog. Many photos were taken, but sadly not a single one to share with you. Such is the nature of deadline week.
Unshockingly, the weather has returned to freezing temperatures and snow, but we remain vigilant in our expectation of Spring's arrival in Northeast Ohio.
Back Talk
Wherein there are no comments to which I respond.
Since I have met my work duties for the day, I'll open the Booze Hounds floor to questions from the audience. I'll actually respond to comments made today until 5 p.m. EST.
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates! Have a finely brewed weekend. Run well and drink well. Cheers!
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