I know that dude

 4.0 this morning @ 12:44 pace.  Looking to find a way to increase mileage so I can become trimmer.  Not liking the fat body look.  The challenge is my structure.  I’m crooked as hell.

I typed in beast mode training for a trail 50 mile.  Pretty comical.  Is 45-55 miles a week beast mode?  Of course the plan would be more than adequate, but again the main thing is not the main thing.  It seems you spend as much time doing other stuff besides running.

They described the run as a big buffet style eating fest.  That’s not my experience at all.  Calories are important, but it is very personal.  They stress back to backs versus the one long run.  You could sell me either way because I have experience.  I think someone newer benefits more from the long run.

At the end of the day it is volume of miles a week to me.  I believe one could basically go run 2 hours daily and do super well.  You want to know what rubs.  Run 6-7 hours.  You want to know what to carry, what to eat, what electrolytes work.  Run 6-7 hours.  Want to know how to handle cold, hot or rain.  Go run 6-7 hours.

I see electric bike people with water packs.  What you want to bet they have cappuccino machine at home.

Where the grapes of wrath are stored

 The opening to the song Shaft is dynamite.  I’m just saying.

24 official days of work before retirement.  I still have the gas down.  Running through the tape every day.

Boundary Waters trip in jeopardy with the fires.  Might have to do flowage or UP.

I was at the dermatologist and they called for Mrs. Jones.  Of course I said out loud - we have a thing going on!  Pretty well received.  It’s an older crowd.

Working on my gravitas on the electric bikes phenomenon.  I may have used that word wrong, but it is a running blog.

As I contemplate some big adventure, it takes a whole lot of getting in shape and denying oneself.  Which takes me back to my former philosophy of keeping the main thing the main thing. In the day I just pounded miles, worked, and raised a family.  I never stretched, cross trained, lifted, watched what I ate or worried about dipping snuff.  Listen to me, it was damn near Bastille Day everyday.  Come and get some.

Then you age out to a degree and every other week you are going to get after it…I farging swear.  Such BS.  You are never your own Grandpa brother.  Sure…some amazing tune comes on and you drift back into adrenaline phase thinking it is time to release the hounds.  Then you have to mow the damn yard, or put a fuel line on the beater and reality sets in.

Let me tell you something.  I didn’t have this name for it, but in the day it was the general philosophy.  In the 2024 election cycle they called it too big to rig.  You’re damn right.  Can you dig it?  Adopt a workout, double workout, yard work, middle of the 95F weather and just freaking 396 Chevelle SS it. 

P-funk brother.

Anyway…my buddy from HS is calling.  Keep the faith.

3 bricks shy

 4.1 @ 12:12 pace.  Not bad.  If I dropped 15 and maybe figured out a way to become more flexible there might be hope for me.

Going to try and get some canoeing in later.  Maybe I’ll find one stretch to start and go from there.

Number 48

 Leave for Boundary Waters on August 20th from Florida.

3.2 canoe

3.2 jog

8 hours of world class paint sales.

I like running out and backs because when you turn for home the run is essentially over.

Braves at Pirates @ 6:40 tonight for those keeping track.  Remember Ralph Garr?  The Road Runner.

Breaking away

 12.1 casual bike out to Flying Eagle Preserve.

Mario Mendoza

 A jog/walk special in the neighborhood that covered 5.3 miles.  Walked a bit with John my neighbor.  All in all it was 14:02 pace.  Still near the Mendoza line for Ice Age.

Well digger

 5.9 @ 12:24 pace at bike path.  Good day for e-bikes and cigs.