Thursday, December 08, 2011

Putting it out there.

It's been a fairly mundane year on the endurance front. 

I only managed two ultra-distance events (pacing the Cowtown 50K and a DNF after 30 miles at Cactus Rose) and one century ride (Shiner G.A.S.P.). 

Everything else was, for lack of a better word, blah.  It's like I had a year long case of the Mondays

And now it's December, and my mileage total is the lowest it's been in years. 

So... screw it.  Time to buck up, as a misguided high school friend once said to a fellow student who was dating the friend's ex-girlfriend.  (Good times for those out there who recall that post-graduation party.) 

In any event, here it is.

There are 24 days until the end of the year.
I need to run 180 miles between now and then to log 1,000 miles on foot for 2011.
That's an average of 7.5 miles a day for the next three and a half weeks.

I.I.T.S.

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Falling back into the early morning run.

The hour saved last Sunday is an hour gained for the morning run. Somehow it's easier to get out the door knowing the sun will be up sooner rather than later.

Of course, the dramatic descent of sudden darkness at 6 pm certainly affects the post-work activities.

Everything is a trade off in life.

Wednesday, November 02, 2011

Bandera bust.

Fighting a nasty head cold up and down the rock-ridden, dusty trails didn't make for an ideal run through Bandera.  30 miles and I was done.  But at least the scenery was adequate.


Thursday, October 27, 2011

Undertrained and unhealthy.

Sick.  Nasty, snotty, congested, achy.  Sick.  This is not how I wanted to lead into Cactus Rose.  Saturday's 50 mile trek through a race "where everything Stings, Scratches, or Bites" is going to be a beast. According to the race website, "the course is a 25 mi loop that we have made every attempt to avoid what is flat and to find what is nasty."  Oh, and keep in  mind that "there are NO volunteers at ANY aid stations and we do NOT provide ANY food. Just water and ice."  Sound fun?

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Reward Yourself Frequently.

Week two of the "Fasetest and Most Foolish Way to Train for Fifty Miles" went off without any unexpected hitches. Despite a good 18 mile run last week, I wasn't exactly overly confident in my abilities to gut out 24 miles Sunday morning. It was a slow, humid slog fest but I banked the mileage I needed. Jballs joined me for about 22 of the 24 miles. As we neared mile 20, packs empty and completely out of fuel, the thought of a Double-Double Animal Style was all that kept us going.
It was a nice way to end the run.

Friday, September 09, 2011

How (Not) to Train for a 50 Mile Run.

Perhaps the comfortable sixty degree breeze blowing through my hair Wednesday morning is to blame.  Or maybe it's simply another instance of foolish impulsivity. 

Whatever the reason, I signed up yesterday to run 50 miles in Bandera, Texas as part of the Cactus Rose event. 

Let's take a look at the course map, shall we?



Am I prepared to subject my body to the relentless climbs and descents that plague this evil, evil course?

Absolutely not.

Do I have the time to get myself ready for the inevitable rocks, cacti, creek beds, and cuts?

Not in the slightest.

But that's okay.  I've got 7 weeks to get it in gear.

In addition to the shorter weekday runs, here's the plan for the long stuff.

18 miles this weekend.
24 miles next weekend.
30 miles the following weekend.
34 miles after that.
30 miles to start the taper.
20 miles 2 weeks out.
10 miles the week before the race.

And then the big 5-0 in Bandera.

Nothing to it, right?  After all, this is a race that prides itself on giving bonus points for "blood, cuts, scrapes, & puke."

Should be right up my alley.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Who's on first?

Knocked out 100 miles last month for the first time in a long time.  Finally starting to get my running mojo back.

And last night, Ezra and I joined Jeff at the Ballpark for Ezra's first Texas Rangers baseball game.




Wednesday, May 11, 2011

The Continuing Adventures of The Flying Pumpkin and Iron Taint.

A new chapter in the unbelievably intriguing saga of The Flying Pumpkin and Iron Taint took place last weekend as Adam and I conquered (i.e., survived) the Shiner G.A.S.P., a 100 mile ride through rolling hills and incessant wind from Austin to Shiner, Texas. As is my custom, I had not been on my bike in 9 months. Since August 2010' I had logged exactly zero miles in the saddle. Hence, my nickname, Iron Taint, earned after multiple years of beginning the cycling season with a butt-numbing century ride sans any training. Not exactly ideal, but we finished... in 7 brutal hours directly into a headwind. And I do mean directly. The entire ride is southeast--exactly the same direction out of which 20-30 mph wind gusts blew endlessly and increasingly throughout the day. But at least they had cold beer and brats at the finish line.

Thursday, May 05, 2011

Fore.

I played in my first multi-day golf tournament last weekend.  Using every bit of my 18.2 handicap, I was able to hit some nice shots.  On day two, I birdied a par 5 to win a skin.  And when the tournament was all said and done, my partner and I placed 3rd in our flight.

p.s. I updated my race calendar.  Time to hit it.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

El Scorcho sells out for the fifth year in a row.

El Scorcho Cin5o sold out Friday afternoon.  Since the inaugural race in 2007, we have seen our sweaty little run grow up quite a bit.  Each year, the sell out comes a bit earlier.  Now we just need to get everything in order for the race--which is still three months away!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Friday, April 01, 2011

At least four hours.

That's about the minimum amount of time it typically takes to take part in one of my extracurricular excursions. 

Seriously. 

Golf... that's easy, 18 holes = 4 hours.


Biking... well, it's gonna have to be at least 40 miles to make it worth while, and the standard Aledo loop is 60 with a stop about half-way to grab a Gatorade at the gas station off 1187.

Running... though I've scaled back the bigger stuff, I still like to put in some decent double-digit mileage on the weekends. 

Eventually, something's gotta give....

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

I'm here.  Just taking a breather.  Thinking about things.  The balance between family, work, and play.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Absence makes the heart grow...

Four days in New Orleans for the big weekend preceding Mardi Gras. Four days of gorging on all manner of foods fried, buttered, sauteed, and drenched in cream sauce. Four days of constant cocktails commencing before lunch. Four days of music, mayhem, and merriment. Pics to come. But now it's back to some semblance of reality. (sigh)

Monday, February 28, 2011

How to run 50 km without training.

For the past five months, I've sauntered about aimlessly, keeping thoughts of distance far from my cerebral cortex.  At the pinnacle of my, ahem, "training," I got in a single casual twelve mile jog.  Not the ideal method, but somehow I managed to help pace the 5 hour, 30 minute group at yesterday's Cowtown ultramarathon.  We finished in 5 hours, 26 minutes, and 3 seconds, or a nice 10:30 per mile pace.  And today I feel pretty good.  Perhaps Waco won't be as miserable as I was anticipating.

p.s. El Scorcho registration opened online this morning.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

LinkWithin

Related Posts with Thumbnails