Posts tagged "Running"
To all my running shoes, thank you for your service

To all my running shoes, thank you for your service

I was recent­ly asked how I keep my san­i­ty here. My auto­mat­ic answer is that I run. A lot, by some mea­sures. On my run last evening I real­ized that I’ve been run­ning to some extent for the last 10 years. Noth­ing else helps me as much main­tain emo­tion­al sta­bil­i­ty and han­dle stress. This has nev­er been more true...
2nd Marathon, way better than the first

2nd Marathon, way better than the first

I mean, I’m stuck on the couch now, but it is total­ly worth it since I achieved my goal of a sub 4h marathon. I fin­ished right around 3h57m and a bit, and it was so sat­is­fy­ing. I felt great for almost the whole race. Kilo­me­ters 33–38 were kind of rough, but I had banked enough time to han­dle a gen­tle reduc­tion...
Feeling Ready

Feeling Ready

I don’t think that pig helped me at all last year in the marathon, so I have a new mas­cot this time around.
Winning is a lot of fun

Winning is a lot of fun

With trep­i­da­tion I went to the Fes­ti­val Inter­na­cional Sal­va el Diente this week­end out­side of Guadala­jara. After a late arrival, I was­n’t sure how I was going to be feel­ing for the 10k trail race ear­ly on Sat­ur­day morn­ing, but I just want­ed to run as a part of my marathon train­ing (which is only three weeks away!). I wel­comed the oppor­tu­ni­ty to run on trails,...
Here we go again

Here we go again

Except, this time on my own… How­ev­er, Mike has now promised to focus on 10k train­ing so that he can goad me into blast­ing out the last 10k and fin­ish in under 4h. I’m basi­cal­ly quot­ing him there, and I’m count­ing on the help. Well, at least I’ll have a few more cans of Coro­na Light to...
First marathon, check. Next day hobbled, check. Worth it, check.

First marathon, check. Next day hobbled, check. Worth it, check.

I was too tired yes­ter­day after­noon to post about my first marathon suc­cess. I should start with the good news that I fin­ished, with­out stop­ping or walk­ing at all, with a time of 4h27m  for 42.195km/26.2miles. I’m real­ly proud of the fact that I fin­ished with­out walk­ing at all, even though I was slow­er than I want­ed to be. How­ev­er, that...
So, it's kiss a pig for luck right?

So, it’s kiss a pig for luck right?

So I’ve got this right? The night before a big race it’s: drink plen­ty of water, eat pas­ta, and kiss a pig for luck?
Those training materials are useful after all

Those training materials are useful after all

Train­ing, and the accom­pa­ny­ing cold took me down hard last week, much hard­er than I expect­ed when I felt the first tick­le in my throat last Tues­day. I am final­ly feel­ing a bit of relief and I can actu­al­ly imag­ine feel­ing like myself again with my ener­gy back, but I’m not feel­ing enough relief and not soon enough to erase...
Are we ready to race now?

Are we ready to race now?

Crap. I still need to reg­is­ter for the race.
Some things just sound ridiculous when you say them out loud

Some things just sound ridiculous when you say them out loud

Mine for today: I ran 30k. I had the chance to say this out loud twice today, and it sound­ed so com­plete­ly dif­fer­ent out loud than it did in my head. I guess I should go ahead and reg­is­ter for the darn marathon. Mean­while, Bernal from the back­side, from the week­end — not ridiculous:
Training treat

Training treat

Here’s what I treat­ed myself to today after a pret­ty good 20k train­ing run: One side peanut but­ter, banana, and hon­ey. One side peanut but­ter, Nutel­la, and banana. Oh peanut but­ter and Nutel­la, I have to keep run­ning this much to jus­ti­fy our relationship. This isn’t the best food shot that I’ve tak­en recent­ly (thank you flour tor­tilla que­sadil­la),...
Take 2: Camping and Climbing

Take 2: Camping and Climbing

This time the plan was camp, climb, fies­ta, maybe more climb­ing. How­ev­er, look­ing back to Fri­day, my stom­ach was already a bit off. The (near­ly) 3‑hour run on Fri­day prob­a­bly did­n’t help. In fact, it kind of destroyed me. Maybe an omi­nous por­tent for Sat­ur­day, I had no ener­gy to post about my suc­cess for run­ning 2h51m....