Now that was anticlimactic.
I wouldn't recommend this one. I'm sure I have done irreparable damage to my feet and my longest run was only 6 miles but I ran 29 out of the 31 days. The everyday thing is the bad idea. I won't even go into the messed up metabolism, shin pain or hairless thighs. Don't ask, I am a hairy man.
I started a book Born to Run, it is fantastic. I will spare you my synopsis but it has made me want to keep running and to do it bare feet for 100 miles at a time and with vigor. Running is a primal, amazing thing and I think it's in our DNA. Those of you with knee pain or foot pain or just a case of the lazies - read this book.
Next month is still a mystery, I really need suggestions... it's tomorrow!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
50%
I am half way there.
It all is a little silly seeing as there are people running this far and more in a week, hell a day in some cases; nevertheless, I am here and I feel slightly accomplished.
On the down side, my feet hurt and I am grumpy... I wanted to post something fantastic to mark my mid-point, but my cluttered brain will not allow me. I am listening to Bill Bryson's book, A Short History of Nearly Everything, while I run and I recommend it (if you like having panic attacks and want to feel inconsequential). I don't know what's worse - being lost in your own head during a run or being drug on some existentialist mind trip? I take that back - it's a great book. Even better the second time... especially when a smooth, British voice is reading it to you.
It all is a little silly seeing as there are people running this far and more in a week, hell a day in some cases; nevertheless, I am here and I feel slightly accomplished.
On the down side, my feet hurt and I am grumpy... I wanted to post something fantastic to mark my mid-point, but my cluttered brain will not allow me. I am listening to Bill Bryson's book, A Short History of Nearly Everything, while I run and I recommend it (if you like having panic attacks and want to feel inconsequential). I don't know what's worse - being lost in your own head during a run or being drug on some existentialist mind trip? I take that back - it's a great book. Even better the second time... especially when a smooth, British voice is reading it to you.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
running is hard.
I have found that I am out of shape. I have a clumsy gate. I lack a pace suitable for an adult male bipedal homo sapien; nevertheless, I trudge on. I have had to run everyday to keep on pace... this hurts. Having said that I recommend this approach to running. Force yourself to run everyday, disregard how terrible it is for you. It gets you through all the aches and pains quickly. I have heard this phrase a 1000 times "running kills my knees", really!!! No shit, it's called exercise... it goes away. I am forcing myself to run everyday, no matter how slow or how terrible I feel. 13 minute miles are the norm so far. I will take a day off when I get it under 12.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tendinitis
I will start off on a positive note- spring is in the air.
I have ran 11.27 miles in three days.
My right knee and right ankle feel like they once belonged to Abe Vigota. My left arch might be convex and I hate to look as I feel I may be missing all of my toenails. There is a general feeling of doom as each step leads me to some future orthopedic procedure.
Flashback to the summer of 2007... I'm on this run I have no idea where I had been, running for a good while, soaking in the surroundings. I was lost in the zen of the run, endorphins flooding over me in a euphoric - wonderful - blissful goo. Senses were acute and tuned, primal jeff was ready for anything.
Now look at me. ugh.
88.73 miles to go. All I ask for is 1 more runners high.
I have ran 11.27 miles in three days.
My right knee and right ankle feel like they once belonged to Abe Vigota. My left arch might be convex and I hate to look as I feel I may be missing all of my toenails. There is a general feeling of doom as each step leads me to some future orthopedic procedure.
Flashback to the summer of 2007... I'm on this run I have no idea where I had been, running for a good while, soaking in the surroundings. I was lost in the zen of the run, endorphins flooding over me in a euphoric - wonderful - blissful goo. Senses were acute and tuned, primal jeff was ready for anything.
Now look at me. ugh.
88.73 miles to go. All I ask for is 1 more runners high.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Running
I begrudgingly start this one... I will be running 100 miles in 31 days. Just finished the first run, 3.2 miles, kill me. This is a terrible idea, I am a fat, stressed and a bit lazy... this is a terrible idea. I will rant on this when I can feel my lower torso.
terrible idea.
terrible idea.
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