When Do You Stop Calling it a PR?

Two years ago this weekend, I ran my fastest marathon. I trained hard, fueled well, caught a day with near perfect conditions in Washington, and ran my PR of 3:11:38.

When I finished that day, I had nothing left.  I stumbled around the finish area trying to get my senses about me and refuel. I was finally able to hobble out of the secure area where (thankfully) my dad was able to find me and hang with me as I continued to try to recover my wits. After sitting in the sun for about 20 minutes and getting some more recovery food and drink in my body, I was finally able to get up and move…straight to the beer tent!

2013 Marine Corps Marathon

2013 Marine Corps Marathon.

I have said before that I believe that marathon injured me in ways that have affected me in the last couple of years.  While I wanted to try to break under 3:10:00, I was never able to put together a training cycle without fatigue and malaise, mostly in my upper legs. After last fall’s debacle and near DNF at the Wineglass Marathon, it began occur to me that I may never run faster than I did in 2013.

If that is the case, I am actually fine with it.  It has been a two-year ordeal trying to figure out exactly what is wrong with me and how to fix it, but a lot of the frustration I had been having went away earlier this month with a much better than expected result in the Twin Cities Marathon – a BQ by 9:50. The result was less important than it being the strongest, most consistent race I’ve run.

Twin Cities Marathon, 10/5/15.  3:15:10.

Twin Cities Marathon, 10/5/15. 3:15:10.

So the real question is, then — how much time has to pass by before a PR is no longer a PR?  In 10 years from now – assuming I never run a faster marathon – it would be absurd to still be saying 3:11:38 is my PR.  What is the etiquette?  Do I qualify it?  “Well, I ran a 3:11, but that was in 2013.”  This is uncharted territory so for now, I’ve just been saying that and that I recently ran a 3:15.

That will likely have to do because I don’t know that I’ll be running any marathons again anytime soon.  I have all but guaranteed myself a slot in Boston in April 2017 – and that may very well be my next one.  I could use a break, but I also want to travel with my lovely bride next fall and let her know that it does not have to revolve around a marathon!

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Sweet redemption

Number 10 in the Books

Dear, Boston – See you in 2016 2017

I have to admit, in retrospect, that I was very disappointed to miss out on going to Boston next April by only one second.  It was weighing on me quite a bit, but not for what may seem like the obvious reason.

By missing the cutoff by one second, I really missed it by about 51 seconds.  As I mentioned in my last post, the Wineglass Marathon had a serious issue with their timing system and most runners got credited with a faster time than they actually ran – me included. One of the most bothersome parts of that was the lack of willingness of the race director to acknowledge the hundreds of people who knew, as did I, that the time awarded was not even close to the time actually ran.  Megan Hetzel, a reporter for Runner’s World, engaged in a Twitter conversation with the Wineglass officials that was joined by several other Wineglass runners.  The race officials refused to budge – probably because they had no way to figure out what went wrong nor how to fix it. The bottom line is that I did not earn a trip to Boston in 2016 – and it was by more than a second.

No – the reason not getting to Boston was weighing on me was its symbolism of just how badly things went at the Wineglass Marathon.  While I knew that the time in New York City prior to driving up to Corning, NY was likely to impact me (we were on our feet a lot), I had not before experienced a nearly complete shutdown of my legs prior to even getting to Mile 20.  Marathons are tiring enough, but there is no bigger soul sucking feeling than faltering legs with over seven miles left to run. It occurred to me then that my strongest races may have already happened. After missing Boston, I began to wonder if that was confirmation of the inevitable decline.

The 2015 Twin Cities Marathon

As it turns out, I may have run my fastest marathon Marine Corps Marathon back in October 2013. However, October 4 proved to be what I felt was my strongest marathon yet.

The morning started off easy.  I woke up around 4:00 AM and ate my usual pre-race meal.  Gatorade, half a bagel with peanut butter, and a banana.  I crawled back into bed and flopped around for a couple more hours before getting up, getting dressed, and heading out the door. The lead up to the start went perfectly, and I especially credit the TCM organizers with having plenty of port-a-potties.  Unless people waited until the last minute, the lines were never more than three or four deep.

My entire goal for the race, based on how I felt leading up to it, was to finish and hopefully do that around a 3:20:00.  While the goal was to BQ again, it doesn’t seem like that is even feasible anymore unless you come in five minutes under that time.  That works out to a 7:37/mile pace, and it meant being in a position in the last few miles not having to worry about making up any lost time.

I felt good right out of the start and settled into an 8:00/mile pace early on, although the adrenaline started fueling me before I finished the first mile and I ended up at 7:44.  Through the early miles, I felt good and found a comfort zone in and around 7:20…and that surprised me. And then my damn left shoe came untied…from a double-knot to flopping all around.  With a grumble, I pulled to the side and laced it back up as the 3:15:00 pace group passed me by.

As it turned out, that was the best thing that could have happened.  At first, I elbowed my way back in front of the throng of pace group cattle, as they were clogging up the entire road. Shortly after that, we hit an aid station, and I had a thought.  There was no way I belonged in front of that pace group, but if I was behind them, then I could keep them in my sights as a gauge of my relative strength.

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Slowly but surely, the miles ticked off as I wound my way through some of the prettiest urban running you’ll ever find. As I passed Mile 10, I employed the first part of my new strategy to avoid the disaster of 2014.  I took a Honey Stinger gel and did so again at Miles 15 and 20.  After the halfway point, I knew I had a shot at having a very good day.  However, I kept waiting for the inevitable beginning of leg failure.  Surely it would come before 20, and then I’d have to gut out the rest of the run. While I did start to feel fatigue in my legs around Mile 16, it was nothing that made me think all was about to come crashing down.

To be safe, I slowed down a little bit in Miles 16-18 to ensure I would have some gas in the tank for the three-mile climb that lay ahead at Mile 20. While not a brutal incline, I knew it would be a bit of a challenge coming so late in the race.  Yet, the legs continued to churn and I soon found myself nearing Mile 23 and feeling quite good.

In every previous marathon, I have had to stop at or near Mile 23 to collect myself – both physically and mentally – to finish the last 5k.  Last year I had to do it three times in the last 6 miles and seriously contemplated quitting.  Even though this marathon was not all that close to my fastest marathon, it was my strongest ever because I blew right through Mile 23 and on past St. Paul’s Cathedral and down to the finish. It never even dawned on my to stop and collect anything.

In the last 5.2 miles, I passed 199 runners and was passed by only 4. I cruised the last half mile at a sub-7:00 pace and finished with a smile and a new perspective on what I can expect out of my brain and body. (Finish video clip here)

Oh – and the time?  I never let that 3:15 pace group out of my sights, and I came in with a 3:15:10 – a full 9:50 under my Boston qualifying time.


Official Time – 3:15:10


Boston will have to wait until 2017, which will also be my next marathon.  I will be best served by taking some time to run shorter races, focus on strengthening more than just my running, and retaining this good feeling that Minnesota helped me find again!


The BEST reason to hurry to the finish!


To the victor go the spoils.

To the victor go the spoils.

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Hey, got a second?

Just a second will do.

The next time someone asks you if “you have a second,” think before you answer.  A second can be a blink of an eye, but it can also be an eternity.  One measly damn second…

One_Second_redSo now what?  Be upset?  Be mad?  Throw a tantrum.  Nahhhhh….that hasn’t been my style for a little while.

Truth be told, this is good karma, not bad karma.  When I ran the Wineglass Marathon last October, my official time was 3:22:33.  However, the Wineglass Marathon had a timing error (which they have still never admitted) that benefitted a large portion of the field, including me.

I had a terrible time that day in the last 6 miles, for a variety of reasons that were largely predictable.  I was glad to finish the damn race, and I did so almost 50 seconds slower than my “official” time.  Many runners, including a writer for Runner’s World that ran the race, contacted Wineglass to report the error, as did I.  They thought the same as I did – I didn’t want to get something I didn’t earn, and I would have been upset knowing I kept someone else out of Boston.

Wineglass wouldn’t budge, though.  They insisted their equipment was accurate, in spite of a different website from the official timer reporting my accurate race time and that of others.  For me, it worked out as it should have. I didn’t run fast enough to get in so I have to try to do it again in order to run my third Boston Marathon.  Fine.  Challenge accepted.

I will miss all my friends terribly on April 18, but I will be cheering them on as loud as I can.

Last thoughts before Twin Cities on Sunday

I honestly have no idea how my run will go. I am not 100% and had a so-so training cycle.  My goal is to be able to pull it together enough to run sub 3:20:00 to best my Boston qualifying time (for 2017) by more than 5 minutes.  That all but guarantees entry in 2017.  However, I am going to listen to my body, and if it doesn’t give me the answer that I want…well, then it will be a 26.2 mile fun run.  (Which it is supposed to be anyway!)

I get to travel with my lovely bride to a cool city and one of the country’s premiere races.  It is my 10th marathon, after having only been at it since 2010.  There are lots of reasons to celebrate and enjoy the experience, and very few reasons to be a grumpy ass about it.  Come what may, I’ll do my best.

…and then I’ll start planning for the next one.

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One week. Two Cities

MTCMBack in June, I started a blog post that I never finished.  At that time, I was pleased with steadily increasing my weekly mileage (no more than 10% per week), including three successive Saturday long runs of 14, 16, and 18 miles with no issues. Ah…those were the best of times.

However, after the Fourth of July, my travel picked up considerably and I ended up working a lot more than I would have liked.  My goal was to get  in all the miles; get in all the training; still get in all that’s required to do my job.  Alas, I didn’t quite work out that way, as life, work, and some badly timed fatigue caught up with me through critical training periods.

With less than before I toe the line for my tenth marathon, I am in a much different place than I’ve been for any marathon – except for perhaps Boston 2014.

When the year began, I chose the Twin Cities Marathon for marathon #10.  At the time, I was intending to be able to dedicate my summer to intense training and an attempt to obliterate my PR.  After I run Twin Cities,  I’ll come back and talk about some of the physical issues that have arisen over the last couple of years.  Suffice it to say that my goals have changed for Twin Cities on October 4 to simply see if I can do better than my struggle last fall at the Wineglass Marathon in Corning, New York.

But here’s the thing…I don’t care!  After pushing hard and beating myself up to get the PR in 2013, followed by beating myself up and then feeling beat up ever since trying to beat that time, I found peace not too long ago in the warm embrace of the thinking that….wait for it…..


The whole reason I started this whole thing in the first place was to get healthier and stay active. The early success was great – but it also created a lot more drive to go faster than my body and my lifestyle could support.

And before I head out of town, I should get good news that I’ll be running the Boston Marathon in 2016.

After that, who knows?  It may be 2017 before the next marathon.

Training during football season stinks!  :)

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Living for the Weekend


I get to meet some pretty awesome people, thanks to running!

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Or something like that?

This weekend had other plans  but a few things popped up so I ended up staying at home.  I tried to make the best of the sitatution and ultimately had a good time.

My friend Kevin was in town for an important conference so I got to give him a bit of a tour of NJ.  When my out of state friends are visiting there important item that must be done:

Show them them the best diner in New Jersey.  Yes we both had our own separate pieces.  I don’t share my cake…even with good friends.

me red velvet cake

kevin and cake

I did work all weekend.  As most people know, the Asics Quantum just came out so we had a big event at work for the release of it.  It’s an interesting shoe and one I may decide to buy and try out.  It’s got more gel than the Nimbus but with more gel…

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Sickness, Sin, and Sloth

That pretty much sums up February through May.  June 1 marks a shift in attitude thinking everything that began at 4:45 this morning and going out the door for an amazing sunrise run.

  • Work is not going to own me like it has over the last few months – mostly between the ears.  It has affected my mood, my sleep, and the way I interact with pretty much everyone.  For the most part, I think others would be polite if they called interactions anything other than unrewarding.  What has been missing are the head-clearing morning (and sometimes evening) runs in the cool air.  More of that.
  • What I like to refer to as the “no liquor rule,” which usually begins in the last couple months of training is in effect now.  Beer?  I’ll never give up on you, beer…but we’re going to see a lot less of each other.
  • While the last 6-7 years have been mostly good, as far as diet goes, refocusing on the “food is fuel” mantra will guide even smarter decisions that are focused like a laser on peak performance. I know all the right things to do and will do them all even better.

As previously mentioned, what’s done is done.  With 126 days until Twin Cities – and a sizable goal – there is a lot to be done in the 18 weeks ahead.  (Could it really be that my last PR effort will have been two years ago by the time I toe the line in Minneapolis?)  My, how time flies…


All of my spring “racing” is done now, the last of my planned races being the BolderBoulder 10k.   I ran leisurely through the hilly parts in the first 3.5 – 4 miles, and then sped up in the last 2.2 miles for negative splits and a finishing pace of 7:16/mile (45:10 overall). That is a sobering reality because I have to run faster than that for an additional 20 miles to beat the goal in October.  It was a perfect day, and I enjoyed it. It is good marker for the beginning of summer with which I can compare everything to at the end of the year.

The sun finally came out just in time for this year's BOLDERBoulder.

The sun finally came out just in time for this year’s BOLDERBoulder!!

See you out on the trail…

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Back in the saddle

I knew it had been a while since I wrote anything, but seriously – 3 months?!?  As far as running goes, I don’t have a lot to show for that whole time away.  I ran the Colfax Half Marathon last weekend and have the Bolder Boulder 10k tomorrow.  A while back, I wrote about February being a near loss, as far as racing and training, and the blog hiatus is predominantly because March and April…and May, did not get much better.

Running through the Denver Zoo in the first few miles of the race.

Running through the Denver Zoo in the first few miles of the Colfax Half Marathon.

This is not an “oh, woe is me” entry.  During the first part of the year, work comes first and it sucked a tremendous amount of time from anything else I wanted to do with my life, running or otherwise.  Thankfully, this was not a year I was running Boston.  The day of the Boston Marathon, I was stuck in a legislative committee room in the capitol for much of the time, not to mention how challenging getting in all the training ahead of time would have been. From January to May, work is the #1 priority, at least as long as I am chiefly a lobbyist.  (While a lot of people want to do that for life, I am not among them – but that is a topic for a different discussion)

Last year, as I was turning my sights toward the fall and the Wineglass Marathon, I wrote about the unconscious self-destruction in which many people engage.  I called it the “Training Wall.”  Unlike the wall in a marathon, which is obvious and sudden, the training wall builds slowly over time through lack of focus, whether intentional or not, on what goes into achieving a goal.  After my PR at the Marine Corps Marathon in 2013, I had a tough time coming back.  That one took a toll on my body, and instead of pushing past it, I slipped backwards.  Boston 2014 was a grunt, even at the slower pace I had decided to go.  I tried to refocus on good training through last summer so that I could take a run at beating my PR, but I had a tough time.  I don’t know if I every truly recovered – or if I did all the things I should have to make that possible.

I knew when I got to New York for the Wineglass that I was not in the right shape to try for the PR so my goal was to at least go fast enough to qualify for Boston in 2016.  I needed, at best, a 3:25:00 to have a chance.  However, it is so competitive to get in now that one really needs two minutes under the required BQ time to guarantee entry.  (In 2014, it was BQ minus 1:37. In 2015, it was BQ minus 1:02) I had to fight to finish in 3:22:33.  It wasn’t pretty.

Looking backward at what was or – potentially even more destructive – what might have been does not do a lot of good.  What’s done is done.  What was left undone is still left to do.


This fall, on October 4, I will be in Minneapolis/St.Paul to run the Twin Cities Marathon.  I would very much like to run my fastest marathon (current PR is 3:11:38) and break under 3:10:00, which means a 7:14 or better pace.  That is pretty fast for a big lumbering oaf like me, but I was so tantalizingly close in 2013 that I want to give it another shot.

It is going to take a concerted effort.  I have weight to drop, which ideally would have been done by now.  I have habits to change.  I have diet to improve.  I have existing, nagging little aches that need to be properly addressed.  So I’ll either do it or I won’t, and if things break the right way, then I might just have a shot at meeting that goal.

When the new Runner’s Edge training session begins on June 13, the Twin Cities Marathon will be exactly 16 weeks away.  That, for me, is an ideal training plan length, and I intend to spend the next couple weeks before that continuing to rebuild my fractured base so I can get right to it.

I’ll let you know how it goes…

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In Like a (Lame) Lamb

As previously mentioned, February wasn’t the best month, but it ended with a pretty enjoyable half marathon in Phoenix. Considering I had not run at all in the three weeks leading up to the Phoenix Half Marathon, I spent the first few days of March gimping around in abject misery, as if I had just run my first marathon.  I think I even felt better after that!

Now, five days after the race, my legs are starting to return to normal, and I can look back on the whole event without reaching for a hamstring or painfully massaging a quad…

The marathon and half have a pretty early start, but the race organizers decided it was best to have the busses to the start begin at 3:30 AM and stop running by 5:00 AM.  I boarded a bus at 4:00 AM, after getting up about 3:00 and driving from my dad’s house on the opposite corner of the valley.  After arriving at the start, I had a full 2 hours before the race started.  It seems to me that they might get away with moving that window of time for the busses a bit later – not that I would have gotten on a bus too much later.  And they definitely need about twice as many Port-A-Johns at the start.

Once the race finally got underway, I went out at a very leisurely pace.  Having just kicked a bad head and chest infection a few days before, and not having run for 3 weeks largely due to that, I really wasn’t too sure what to expect.  While a photo early in the race makes it looks as though I was having some kind of aneurysm, I was actually doing okay.

Phoenix Half early

I managed to tick off a few miles at a 7:45/mile pace – much faster than I anticipated going – but it felt fairly comfortable.  By the time I got to Mile 7, though, I was beginning to feel the lack of any training whatsoever, as well as the effect of the cold.  My head was getting congested and my chest was tightening.   About that time, we turned south and into a headwind, and that ticked me off.  It was really about the last thing I wanted to deal with so I did what anyone out of shape and suffering from recent illness would do…I tried to run faster.  For the next two miles, I pulled off a 7:40/mile pace, and then the wheels started to come off.

Shortly before the wheels started coming off.

Shortly before the wheels started coming off.

Running with about 85% of lung capacity isn’t really a recipe for success.  As I entered the last few miles, I struggled keeping my pace below 8:00/mile.  I didn’t want to completely blow up, but I knew that I could push through to the end.  Thankfully, a significant downhill stretch started around Mile 12.3, and I let my stride open up and “flew” down the hill. (I ran Mile 13 in 7:25 – a full 10 seconds slower than my target marathon pace for October).  At the bottom of the hill was a left turn toward the finish line, which was still a half a mile away.  I figured “what the hell?” and covered that stretch at around a 6:30 pace…and nearly collapsed after crossing the finish line.  Official time – 1:41:27…about 10 minutes off my PR. :)

Go Pokes!

Go Pokes!


Now that I’ve spent the last few days recovering, I am starting to set my sights down the road again. In May, I want to run the Colfax Half Marathon (through the zoo!), and maybe the BolderBoulder 10k.  The focus will be reestablishing my currently puny base, getting back into good running shape, and entering summer training in June ready to take it up a notch.  I seem to be injury free, and the most important thing I need to do is trim off a few pounds.  I am also thinking about going back to run this race again next year because I know that I could have crushed it had I been in race shape.

Plus, I kind of like visiting my dad’s place…

There are obvious other reasons to go back to run next year.

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My lost February

February started off with such promise.  A new legislative session was underway, which usually dominates my professional life and bleeds over into my personal life (especially my running time).  While my training had been merely maintenance over the previous weeks, I was looking forward to starting to dial up my training, including running a couple of half marathons.  In the very first week, I registered for what will be my tenth marathon.  I wanted it to be a “bucket list” marathon so I signed up for Twin Cities in October.  There is nothing more powerful than a goal.

The weather early in the month was ideal, other than spurring on the global warming hype.  There were days in the 70’s…in Colorado.  It was better than springtime running – because it felt like late summer or fall!  However, warm air in winter almost always comes at a price.  Sunday, February 8 was the first of the two half marathons, and while the day was unseasonably warm, there was a steady gale of about 30 mph – with gusts over 40 mph – descending on the valley from the mountains. This meant the first 7.5 miles of the Ralston Creek Half Marathon was a steady climb to the west into the teeth of the wind.

Nothing like a little 30+ mph headwind!

What was already a slow course because of the elevation game became a survival struggle.  I had to apologize to a fellow runner near the apex of the climb when a rather large blast of wind blew us to almost a complete stop. (“You’ve got to be f***ing kidding me!” I yelled at the elements) The strategy was basic.  Just finish.  And I did.  Slowest half I’ve ever run, and I was thrilled about it.

The first four days  following week was lost to my job, and left me to plan the two weeks following that for preparation for the Phoenix Half Marathon on the last day of  the month.  The last two days of the workweek were very long, intense days, and by Friday I knew I was catching a cold.

No problem.  In the rare instances when I do get sick, it is usually because I get run down, and it is usually nothing more than a minor head cold.  I always get my flu shot so I wasn’t worried about that.  However, by Saturday, I knew I was in for something much more significant…and then proceeded to spent Saturday – Wednesday barely making it out of bed or the couch.  While I never ran too high of a temperature, my head and lungs filled with crud, which finally led me to visit the doctor to rule out pneumonia.

While I made it back to work the last two days of that week, it took another week for me to finally feel well again.  Just in time to jump onto a plane and head to Phoenix!

So while I finished the month in a warm, (mostly) sunny place running a half marathon, previously hoping I might dial up a good effort for strong, late winter finish, I was instead left with the reality that it had been 20 days since I laced up my running shoes.  As it turned out, I was able to find a pace that worked for me, slightly faster than a long run workout pace, and I only struggled a bit in the last few miles.  I’ll take it – even though I knew that I could have crushed that course under “normal cirumstances.”  Maybe I’ll come back next February.

Maybe it is a bit of an overstatement to say February was “lost.”  I had a great month from a professional perspective, my lovely bride and I got to have an awesome impromptu date night before I left town, I’m got to see friends and family in Phoenix, and there was no snow..

Go with the flow, man.  Go with the flow.  There’s plenty of time left in the year, and the big target is on October 4.

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It’s all about the base

Damn you, Meghan Trainor

nrm_1405002775-meghan-trainor_all-about-that-bass_video-snapIt was on a run that I thought of this catchy blog title because I was thinking about all the work I have to do in the weeks ahead to establish the kind of base I will need going into full on marathon training in the summer.  “It’s about about having a good base,” I thought to myself…and then there was Meghan Trainor in my head singing it to me.  And now I hope I’ve passed the gift on to you, as well.  No trouble.  :)

All jokes aside, dialing up the kind effort I think I will need in October means putting in time now to reestablish the base that I once had.  My training philosophy goes something like this:

  1. Build up weekly mileage with a 2-3 shorter weekday runs (3-6 miles) at a comfortable pace and a long run on the weekend at slower pace.
  2. Once 30-35 miles per week is comfortable, then start adding speed.
    1. Speedwork/intervals once per week
    2. Tempo runs once per week
    3. Goal pace long runs at the end of recovery weeks (every 4th week)

For me, personally, it also means significant improvements in “daily life” things.  Since the beginning of the month, I have been making a significant effort to eat better and smarter, get more sleep, and limit alcohol. (I still love beer and I always will…but loving it all the time is never a recipe for success!)  I porked up pretty good after slowing up post-Wineglass Marathon last October, and now it’s time to pay the piper.  I still have some kinks in my legs and lower back to work out, too.

Oh yeah – I ran a race, too

No big deal, since I am not trying to break any land speed records right now.  (No chance of that, if I was.)  I ran the Yeti Chase 10k at Bear Creek State Park, and it was a bit of a grunt.  There was definitely some terrain, but it was a beautiful morning.  I got to park about 100 yards from the start line so that was pretty nice, as well.  I started out a bit faster than I should have, but it really forced me to work and clarified the massive gap that exists between present day and my 10k PR back in 2011, when I think I was in peak condition.

Early in the race so I wasn't sucking wind just yet!

Early in the race so I wasn’t sucking wind just yet!

Repeating history

I’ve done it before.  I looked back at some of my previous training cycles, including what I wrote about on this blog.  It really is mind over matter, especially at 5:00 AM when it is cold and dark outside.  Inevitably, I always finish those runs feeling good and telling myself to remember that when I think staying in bed would feel better.

So as January ends and February begins, I feel pretty good about where I am at – knowing that I still have a welcome effort in front of me.  In October, I want to run my best marathon yet.

For now, though, it’s all about the base…about the base…

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