That’s not Winston

 In the mid ‘70s when I began running it didn’t seem like something I would pursue most of my life.  No matter what phase I was in it always seemed to morph into some type of race or series of races.  I didn’t run as much in the ‘90s, but I would still try and throw down in the 5k - 15k range.  I’d get a hair and train about 10-15 miles a week.  Sometimes a month or so would go by w/o a run, but I was always on the comeback trail.  By the time 1997 came around I decided to use running to thin down.

 It wasn’t a hard concept.  Start running every day and you thin down.  I knew if I could get to 30-40 a week it would happen and it did.  I lived in a diminutive, rural area that was chocked full of back roads and monster hills.  Eventually I would be gone for hours and my wife couldn’t believe someone goes out and runs over to Ohio and back for fun.

 A few decades later I’m dealing with the same thing as other runners.  The parts are worn out.  Other health issues are a factor.  I’m dead dog slow.  I can almost walk as fast as I putz along.  But for some damn reason I put something on the calendar and start ringing the bell.  I’m pulling the truck horn and biking and canoeing and won’t let this replace any weekly mileage.  Sorry…just can’t take days off.  I took one day off in December because it was hard to move.  After getting to the 4 cup of coffee range it wasn’t going to happen.  That’s okay…I’ll double down in the future.

 I tried to go about 25-30 a week for a couple months this year.  I was lost and worse off I put on weight.  I’m hoping this Ice Age is my last, but the wind cries Mary.

53.1 this week.  First mile on today’s jog/walk/suffer fest took over 15:00.  Dragging the line.

I turned to look

 When I was a teen, running was fun because it felt effortless.

 When in my 20’s it was a way to stay in shape.

 In my 30’s I squeezed it in around kids and my job.

 As I hit my 40’s it was about limits.

 When 50 arrived it was all about laying one more good one down.

 Now in my 60’s it is about letting go and realizing whatever speed or type of forward progress it is is going to be good enough.

 Not sure which era was the best, but running with zero expectations is a learned experience.

You’ve really made the grade

 I managed 46.2 last week with a long effort of 10.0.  I took Sunday off.  It was time.  It had been a month and my pelvis was shot.  The only positive from last week was I still have some desire to get out the door.  It might take 3 cups of coffee, but I’m out there.  And it takes a long time to cover 7 miles.  A real good day is 1.5 hours.  I miss writing in the log book, 10 miles 68 minutes.  Who doesn’t?

 2 years of work left.  Hoping I have the courage to retire.  Time to spend some time with my bride exploring the US in search of the perfect Cuban sandwich and America’s best key lime pie.  It’s out there brother. 

Power shift here we go

 Had a good week for me.  Still takes 2-3 miles to bust everything loose.  Sometimes painful, but always worth it.  I’m down a pound to 187.  Went to the Doctor and they want to re-evaluate my thyroid in March.  Looks like I need more juice.  I’m usually sleeping by 7:30pm.  The good news is I am up early and can jettison out.

Mon - 7.0 12:58 pace

Tue - 7.0  13:46 

Wed - 6.5  11:32 w/ 2.0 in 18:32 (9:16)

Thu -  6.0  13:31 and 2.0 walk only

Fri - 7.5  12:57

Sat - 9.0  11:04 w/ 4.0 in 38:52 (9:43) and 1.0 walk 

Sun - 8.0  12:58

Total - 54.0

Most days I incorporate some walking into the jog efforts.  This helps me extend the distance and have a bit of gas for the following day.

Eddy Merckx

 Last weekend, Donna and I went on a 15 mile bike ride on the paved trail.  Great day and a lot of folks were out.  This is a 46 mile paved trail and it gets plenty of use.  I am amazed how many people have or rent electric bikes.  The one thing you immediately pick up on is they go twice as fast as you do.  People are generally peddling as they go, but some…not so much.  Is this the new workout?  “Hey, we punched out 20 miles today in an hour.  Felt pretty good.”  Some of these things are tanks.  The trail signs say no motorized vehicles.  I only have an issue with those people going 25-30mph and no warning.  At those speeds they are sneaking up regularly.  It’s only a matter of time before they intersect with the ones who don’t leash their dog because they are well behaved, or wouldn’t bite anyone.

 Now that I ride a bike some, maybe I was a bit harsh on the general population.  It just seems like a lot of riders in their 40s and 50s are training for the Tour.  Uni and all.  Now the e-bikes are the primary nemesis.

What brings you up so high?

 Got home from work, packed a cooler and went out on the canoe for a couple hours.  Nice sun action.  Got up to low 80s today.  Great evening to spot a few birds and have a couple hand cannons.

 Then I headed outside and heated up some water for my evening dehydrated meal.  Got that started at sunset.  Grabbed a beach chair and checked the basic supplies I’ll need to make coffee in the morning.  It’s just before 6pm now so the skeeters are happy to see me.  I’ll probably get in the tent by 8pm.  I usually sleep pretty good out here.  Won’t get below 60 tonight so a comfortable night ahead.

 Well my meal is ready.  Hope to be running by 5:55am.

Same as it ever was

 The first step of the Ice Age 50 mile has been completed.  I’m signed up for the May 10th event.  Five months are available to get ready.  It’s not like it used to be.  Now the issue is weaving through the trees, avoiding the obstacles of stiffness, tiredness, and weight.  I have to train so a stiff back, a banged up hip, and limited range of motion doesn’t snuff me out on race day.  I’ll figure it out.  Weight 188.

Mon - 6.3 @ 12:53 pace

Tue - 6.3 @ 12:11 pace

Wed - 4.6 @ 14:10 + 1.7 walk only

Thu - 6.0 @ 13:59 + 1.0 walk only

Fri- 7.0 @ 14:22

Sat - 8.0 @ 13:14

Sun - 9.2 @ 13:06

Total = 50.1