Toesocks…Yes, That’s a Word!

Today’s Run

Time – 52:22
Distance – 4.57 miles
Pace – 11:27 min/mi
Elevation – 179 ft.

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Easy recovery run today. Lots of miles over the last week means that I needed to keep the heartrate low. Strava says that my “Suffer Score” for today was 42. For reference, yesterday’s run was a 106. Today was easy. Tomorrow, on the other hand, should be about 10 miles. It’s not going to be as much fun…

Toesocks Make My Feet Happy

I did a little more Christmas shopping for myself today. The Wife hates when I do this, because I get to know all my presents in advance. I like it because I get EXACTLY the right thing (I’m a bit weird about this…there’s a reason I have two autistic kids).

I bought another two pairs of Injinji running socks today. They’re a pain in the rear to put on, and they feel super-strange for the first twenty minutes or so, but then it’s like a whole new world, especially on runs. My toes don’t blister. They don’t feel cramped around the edges. The socks don’t bunch up.

I’m not paid to say this, I don’t have a sponsorship deal with them (but, come on, Injinji!), and I buy my socks like everyone else. They are awesome. These will definitely be the socks I’ll start out with on the big runs to help keep the blisters down. I don’t know if I’ll have the time to change into these throughout the 100-milers, but I’m willing to test these out.

Why I Love Breakfast

Today’s Run

Time – 1:01:41
Distance – 5.89 miles
Pace – 10:29 min/mi
Elevation – 194 ft.

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Went out late today for a run as I got back from work a little behind schedule. It was a long day, to say the least, and I was really looking forward to my run. I decided that by hook or crook, I was going out running. As soon as I left, I knew this would be a run that was a “don’t-stare-at-the-watch” kind of day. So I just ran. And ran. And ran. 5.9 miles and a little over an hour later, and I was done, although I didn’t want to be.

Today is the day that I figured out that I can do this Western States thing. I know that it’s not some life-altering event to run just under 6 miles, but I felt good, I enjoyed every bit of it, and I realized that, with the right training and an adequate amount of time, I’m going to be able to do it. This is 100-mile run is going to happen.

Breakfast is the most “looked forward to” meal of the day

Is it strange to get to the end of the day, after dinner and the evening treat, and realize that you’re looking forward to eating breakfast the next morning? I’ve gotten to be like that now. Every evening I get excited about waking up and eating again. I’m not hungry when this happens. I don’t have a specific craving, per se (although I’ve been hitting the granola and Greek yogurt pretty hard as of late). I’m just amped about waking up, hitting the button on the coffee maker, and sitting with a book on the iPad in the morning and a solid breakfast. Usually it’s the Greek yogurt and Bob’s Red Mill granola or the Coconut Granola from Trader Joe’s, an apple, and a cup of coffee. Sometimes I make crepes with oat flour and brown rice flour (see recipe here), which I cover in a thin layer of Justin’s hazelnut chocolate butter. Mmm…so good.

I guess the weirdness really is that I think about these things at 9:30 at night, just about 90 minutes after dinner. It’s what gets me up in the morning. I’ve reached a point now where food has a special place because it is special. It’s not just stuffing my face with whatever garbage I would come across. Or hitting the Starbucks for a cookie and a Frappuccino at all hours of the day or night. Food, now, has a meaning. It’s fuel for the run. It’s the kind of stuff that doesn’t make my head hurt, or mess with my heart, or make my body tire and sore and break down.

Food can be good, it can be medicine, it can make me a better person physically, mentally, and emotionally. I don’t get as moody, the wife tells me. I have a clear head all day long, and I can tell when I get a hold of something that’s not good because I fog up almost instantly. And, most importantly, I don’t have weird pains, or aches, or acne (in my late–30’s, even!), or a layer of fat around my heart, lungs, and organs. I’m not slowly constricting the blood flow to all the parts of me, or stealing the few nutrients I was getting to give to layers of fat cells around my waist.

Food can be great for you if the food going in you is great. I think that’s what I’m looking forward to everyday.

And to think that breakfast used to consist of two Pop-Tarts and a liter of Mountain Dew. Ah, to be 22 again and able to eat anything…

First Christmas Came, and Then It Didn’t

Today’s Run

Time – 54:10
Distance – 5.04 miles
Pace – 10:45 min/mi
Elevation – 146 ft.

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I’m in there…somewhere…

Running with the group at RunWell Edwardsville tonight. The run was quiet because I didn’t bring my AirPods, so it was a night of hearing the wind, and my breath, and the sounds of my feet on the pavement. I ran alone tonight, which was nice for the silence, but I started and finished with a group so I didn’t feel alone. I like this group.

Christmas Came Early, and Then It Went Away

I got my Christmas present tonight. I bought it from the running store and then I turned it over to my wife. She’s hiding it for another 3 months. It was a good deal and I wanted to support the local store. Now I have to wait.

This is going to go well…

Vacation is Over…Again

Today’s Run

Time – 58:13
Distance – 5.51 miles
Pace – 10:34 min/mi
Elevation – 219 ft.

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Really, this was just a better version of yesterday’s run. 5 miles feels a lot easier than it used to feel. Now I just need it to go 20 times as far, and I’ll be good.

First the Running Vacation…Now the Work Vacation…

So sad that I have to go back to work tomorrow after an 11 day vacation. It was nice to have the time off and spend it with my wife and kids, but I’m excited to get back to the job. I enjoy what I do, and I feel good about getting to do it everyday.

Running continues to prove things to me that I didn’t know were true. I ran 5.5 miles today. This, after running 5 miles yesterday, and 6 miles the day before that, and 4.5 miles the day before that. 21 miles in four days seems crazy to me. It’s not compared to some, but the fact that I can do it, and that I ENJOY it astounds me.

I can remember having to run the mile in high school and being the second-to-last guy to finish, every…single…time. The guy who finished behind me hada medical reason he couldn’t run, so he had to walk the whole thing. I was just slow. Really, really slow. And now I run…a lot…

I’m pretty excited about that, too.

“The Race That Eats It’s Young”?!

Today’s Run

Time – 54:52
Distance – 5.01 miles
Pace – 10:57 min/mi
Elevation – 213 ft.

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No 5 mile run should look like this when the first mile and the overall pace of the run match. Perhaps I need to spend more time working on consistency and less on going faster.

Also, ordered a new running watch/GPS/electronic toy thingy for myself today. It’ll arrive at the local running shop this week and go straight to the wife for storage until Christmas. That and a new hydration pack that I’ll need for the big long runs coming soon. I love my Apple Watch, but it’s not going to cut it long term.

Hilarity on Netflix

I am not planning to make this race a part of my schedule at any point in the future, because it’s a realm of craziness I hope not to visit, but if you are looking for something to check out on Netflix, go watch The Barkley Marathons: The Race That Eats Its Young. It doesn’t motivate me to want to run 100 miles. Hell, it doesn’t motivate me to want to run outside ever again (but I will). No words can describe the insanity that is Barkley. You just have to watch it. It’s a documentary that is worth the viewing.

Let me say it another way. The race is 100 miles long (try more like 130, and it changes every year), and the record for the race is 52 hours…52 HOURS!!! I’ll have to do Western States in under 30 hours.

Oh, and there have been only 15 humans to finish the course in the race’s 31 year history…it took 9 years before someone did it the first time…this is not my race.