Sunday, October 26, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
"Sure that sounds like fun"
This innocent little conversation caused me much trouble today. You see my boss and I are not really good for each other. We have many of the same interests and likes which you would think would be wonderful. It would be wonderful if those interests were something along the lines of self-improvement or something for the betterment of society. Our interests, however, are more in line with self-destructive tendencies and destruction of all moral standards.
Our biggest problem is a deep love of Whisky. I must admit that I started this effort to destroy our livers. He was merely an innocent bystander who had a fleeting interest in my self-destructive love for the golden nectar and was drawn into the effort. Oh how it pains me now to remember. I believe it went something like, "Hey I'd like to try that", "OK, here". (We're not deep conversationalists if you haven't noticed).
So anyway, at work yesterday it was suggested that we go to dinner together that night down in Norman. I may have brought it up, I don't remember and it doesn't matter. What matters is the fact that "Going to dinner" == "Come down to my house and drink". We bring our wives and actually do go eat somewhere but those two points are meaningless. The real focus of these events is to sip Whisky and act like fools.
I had made plans to run 18 miles with a friend at 5:45 AM on Saturday morning. Did this factor into my decision to partake? No. Did it influence me to say, "no more I've got to run in the morning"? No.
We ate BBQ (mixes well with Whisky once shaken in the stomach) and drank until 11. I got up and ran my 18 miles but my stomach was PISSED! It still is. I haven't had this much pain in a long time. I've eaten a million Tums but they are like throwing a glass of water on a raging inferno.
On the plus side, I did run 18 this morning and I ran a pretty good pace for most of it. As good as it was, I am further convinced that I have run too many marathons this year. I still don't feel smooth or relaxed. A 3:30 would be wonderful in December.
Congrats to Sarah and Ryan who ran the Kansas City half marathon today. I'm sure by now they are both kicking back on the Plaza enjoying a wonderful day in KC. Maybe even eating some BBQ (Oh goodness, just the thought makes me ill!). Enjoy your day and have a safe trip home.
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Thursday, October 16, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
I had always planned to run this marathon as a training run. I had also always planned it to be a reality check on how I was doing against my 3:15 goal for Dallas White Rock in December. I was disappointed with both outcomes.
I actually registered for this marathon ahead of time which lately is a BIG step for me in terms of planning. My buddy Maurice had emailed me and asked about carpooling down together a few weeks ago so I had to comite to it early. Go me!
Somewhere along the line we began talking to other Landrunners and ended up meeting 4 others for the drive down to southwestern OK. Dave, one of the 4, was also using this as a training run for Dallas so I was excited to have someone to push me through. Dave has always been faster than me and I love having someone to hang onto for a good run.
Sidebar: Dave was one of the first people I met in the running club (Maurice was the 1st) while we were both training for the OKC Memorial marathon in 2007. We were training hard to hit a 9:00/mile pace for that marathon! Wow we've come a long way! He more than I it turns out, but that's OK, it's still cool to think about
So Maurice, Dave, and I all hop in the car to head south at about 5:00 AM Sunday morning. Oklahoma has these wonderful things called "Toll Roads" all over the state and the road down to Medicine Park is ALL toll road! I have had trouble with these roads in the past where I threw the required money in the bin but the stupid coin counter missed one of them. I drove on knowing I had given the proper amount only to have bright lights light up and sirens go off as I drove away from the toll gate. I thoroughly expected to get a ticket in the mail and was ready to fight it but, alas, it never showed up. Anyway, Maurice brought his PikePass device which is a nice way to drive through the toll gates and have the state take your money right out of an account automagically! How nice of them! Well, we hit the first toll gate and I drove through while Dave held the Pikepass up and...... nothing happened. No little green light telling us we had been sufficiently taxed by the state. What the F??? Did it work? Did it not work? Am I a felon again? Oh well, we continued on to the next toll gate and got the same reaction, nothing! Now I'm a repeat offender and on the lamb so I don't care anymore! Might as well knock over a liquor store now, since I'm already going to jail!
We eventually made it to the parking lot of the race without police intervention. We weren't allowed to drive into the National Forest so they had school buses pick us up and take us into the starting area. Big yellow school buses! It was my first time on a full sized bus, I always rode the shorter ones...
The race started at 8 AM so the sun was good and up by then. The race director once again informed as about the Bison on the course and said she'd see many of them during her drive on the course that morning. She must have had better eyes than me.
Dave and I had decided to run 3 miles easy then hit 20 miles hard and finish with another 3 easy miles. Great plan! Didn't happen that way for me though as you can see from the chart below (exhibit A). I made the 3 easy part OK. The scenery was beautiful and I didn't even notice the hills much. There were water stops every 10 feet it seemed so I drank as much water as I could knowing it was going to get hot.
At the 3 miles mark, Dave and I picked it up to 8 min/mile pace. I actually felt good and was chatting for most of this time. My quads were taking a pounding on the hills though. By mile 10 I was beginning to feel them tighten. By the turnaround they were screaming. I felt like I had plenty of energy just my quads were screaming. I slowed a bit and tried to work them out. By mile 15 I knew I was in trouble of making it to mile 23 at this pace. Dave, however, was running strong and decided he would try for 7:30's from mile 17-21. I told him to go on, I just couldn't make it with him. Once he left I lost my pace and had to walk at mile 16.5. I decided that my training run was over because I didn't want to risk injury. I walked and jogged from that point on. It gave me time to take pictures and talk with the water stop volunteers which was great! They were so nice and encouraging. I did see a buffalo herd at mile 19 or so and stopped to take some pictures. The wind was really kicking out of the South and it made for a beautiful scene of prairie grass blowing and Bison eating. Eventually I caught up to Dave who had stopped his run and was walking it in at mile 22. He showed me his times and I was really impressed. He had managed run under 7:30's for miles 17-21! He has a real shot at a 3:20 BQ in Dallas and I hope he makes it. He's awesome. We jogged on in and crossed the finish line together which was cool. We didn't get to do that in OKC 2007 because of my IT Band issue so this was our first time finishing together. Very cool. We finished in 3:55 which doesn't say much since we walked many of the last miles but it was nice to break 4 again.
So I couldn't hold 8 min/mile pace for 20 miles as I had hoped I could. As soon as I stopped at mile 16.5 I knew my Boston goal of 3:15 in Dallas was gone. There's just no way I can improve that much in 2 months. I need to hold 7:30's for 26 miles in order to run that time. Not going to happen. I wasn't dejected or depressed, I actually felt pretty good about the distance I had made. 8 min/mile pace is a 3:30 and I think that may be a more realistic goal for 2008. Boston will always be there.
After the race we headed over Meers Famous hamburgers to try this world famous hamburger. It has been showcased on The Food Network as one of the top burger joints in the country. I actually like the hamburger but I was also starving by the time we ate so it could have been dog for all I know and I would have still devoured it.
Oh and did I mention that IT WAS MAURICE'S BIRTHDAY! He actually ran a marathon on his birthday! What I great (or sick) way to celebrate! Only runners can understand! Now if he will agree to pay my toll-road tickets! I'm sure he'll say that can be my birthday present to him!
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Posted from traininglog.roadrunnersports.com
Saturday, October 4, 2008
The Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge is a 59,020-acre open range, home to nearly
3,000 big game animals. Runners may encounter bison (buffalo), elk, long-horned cattle
(longhorn), white-tailed deer and other wildlife along the routes. Usually, these animals
are not aggressive, but if you get too close, or someone stupidly decides to bring a herb of human marathoners into their habitat, they can be. Below are some helpful hints for
If you encounter a large herd or a single animal on the roadway, you must stop until
they have passed. Don’t try to shoo them away. This is their home; take the time to admire
their beauty as they are stomping you into the dirt of "their home".
Although buffalo are large and appear slow, they are very quick on short runs and may
charge from as far as 200 feet away. A buffalo can go from a complete stand-still to over
30 miles per hour in three seconds. If a buffalo raises his tail, this is a warning that you are
too close. If you are charged by a buffalo or longhorn, seek a climbable tree or rock that is
taller than the animal. If no protection is nearby or there is not enough time to get away,
curl up in a tight ball on the ground and kiss your ass goodbye! Stay still until the animal is completely gone. Then, get up, clean the crap out of your shorts and continue running
Rattlesnakes should not be a problem, but if you see one, leave it alone. Oh, don't fuckin' worry about that! ME leaving IT alone is not the problem!
Enjoy the scenic beauty of the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge. This refuge is one of
547 National Wildlife Refuges in the United States. All wildlife, plants, rocks and antlers, but not runners, are protected.
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Friday, October 3, 2008
I want to take moment away from my running and problems to remember Paul Newman.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
So today I made it to work around 9 AM and just never got going. I really didn't drink much at all because I was feeling so bad so I knew it was not alcohol induced sickness. My head was stuffed up and I began to ache around 10. By 11 I was having cold chills and was getting dizzy when I stood up too quickly. I eventually decided that my corpse was doing no good at work and caught a ride back to the hotel. IT SUCKS BEING SICK ON THE ROAD! The hotel room was cold and lonely and there was nothing on TV. I so wanted to be home in my own bed with my own kitchen and my own couch to suffer and die on. Eventually I fell asleep while watch some very sad love story on the Lifetime Movie Channel. I always get emotional when I'm sick so a good tear-jerker was just the thing.
I woke up around 4:30 and still felt like crap. By now my buddies were returning from work and we all went out to dinner at Uno's Pizza (Heaven on earth to me!!! Love it). I stuffed myself full of deepdish pizza and am now ready to hit the Tylenol Nightime medicine that will hopefully knock me out so hard I'll forget who I am. Wish me luck...
I want my sunshine back!!! NOW! Somebody please get me back to Oklahoma....
Last minute update: THE PIE MAKER IS BACK! Pushing Daisies is back on!!! Chuck, The Pie Maker and Olive are back and Willie is beginning to feel a little better...
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