Small changes. Better relationships.
Marathon training started this week. No time goal. Nothing sub-anything on the calendar. Just slow miles, building toward a January race with one objective: finish it, and still be running…
I finished the race. 2:06:31. Not sub-two. Same mistake as last time: I overcooked the first miles, paid for it around mile seven, and gutted out the back half on…
Somewhere in the first mile, the negotiation would start. Five will be good. Six is still a solid workout. Dude, you’ve already done a lot this week. That was me…
Eleven days from now I’ll be toeing the start line. My training is done. You don’t build fitness in the final eleven days. You protect what’s already there. The slow…
Two weeks from Saturday I’ll be standing at the start line of a half marathon with one goal on paper: finish in under two hours. The training is done. The…
A couple weeks ago I rounded a corner on my morning run and there she was. Pam. Ahead of me on the same trail, same direction. It was unplanned. She’d…
This morning’s run was supposed to be easy. Three and three quarter miles. A shake out run after a heavy few weeks of long miles, a 5K time trial the…
There’s a line from a running coach I follow on YouTube that’s been sitting with me all summer. What got you from four hours thirty to three hours sixteen won’t…
Saturday I ran 12 miles. The last six of them were supposed to be at race pace: 8:45 a mile. My legs were ready. My fitness was ready. Four months…
Life doesn’t settle. I keep waiting for the season to normalize before I do the next thing. Our son heads back to school this week. My mother-in-law is in assisted…