scotts running

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night

2009-07-07T09:27:00.000-07:00

To the readership of this blog (both of you),

The Amazing Hip has graciously provided me a new home over at breaking the tape. From now on, I'll be posting at:
http://scottrundoff.breakingthetape.com/

Cheers,
SD

Week Minus 04 and Counting Down...

2009-07-06T08:31:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I was scheduled to run 13 miles but ended up running 16.3. I initially thought it was 17 but found a more accurate total when I drove the course later. I’m a little sore today but not too back, pretty pleased really. I realize that jumping from 12 to 16 miles from one long run to the next is reckless but it is also exciting!

I almost hesitate to write this because it is the sort of thing you read right before the entry about the stress fracture, torn ligament, etc. but chugging along mile after mile yesterday I felt great and like I could have just kept going – like an astronaut or desert traveller. I’m starting to think about pushing beyond the marathon boundary. I was reading an article by Jeff Galloway in which he listed five top things you can do to improve your marathon mileage. One of them was to do a training run in the 28-30 mile range during the peak of the training cycle, both for mental reasons as well as improving endurance. Who knows, maybe after Seattle I might set my sights on training for something farther out than 26 and a bit.

This Week: Tuesday: 7.14, Wednesday: 3.57, Thursday: 3.57, Saturday: 2, Sunday: 16.8, Total: 32.58
Last Week: Tuesday: 3.57, Wednesday: 3.57, Thursday: 4.71, Saturday: 2, Sunday: 12.3, Total: 26.15

Summer Time and the Living is Easy

2009-06-24T09:07:00.000-07:00

It is a sunny day (It’s an easy day!) and I can’t wait for my run after work. The marathon training is on track. I’ve been steadily adding mileage and haven’t missed any planned runs, or hadn’t until last week when I took most of the week off to coddle and injury that I don’t anticipate being a problem in the future. I was a little disappointed not to be able to get my runs in but looking at pretty much every plan out there, they specify down weeks. When I got out there again after work yesterday I felt good and ran well, so no worries I guess.

This week: Tuesday 3.57, Wednesday 4.46, Thursday 5.6, Saturday 2, Sunday 12

Weekly Run Down

2009-06-08T16:14:00.001-07:00

Monday: --
Tuesday: 3.57
Wednesday: 4.46
Thursday: 3.57
Friday: --
Saturday: 2
Sunday: 10

I realize this is almost the same mileage as the week before but it was such a different week. The week before a couple of my runs were pretty crappy, I was sore a lot and my long run was a trial. I really had to push myself not to walk. This week, all the short runs were fairly effortless and I didn't hurt at all. I finished the 10 miles and could have kept going but I know enough not to do that - stick to the plan and don't get hurt. I think my body is getting used to running five times a week. This coming week I'm adding a mile on Sunday and converting one of the 3.57s to a 4.46 but other than that am doing the same workout as last week - amazing how having a plan again makes me want to blog.

Fathers Day Right Around the Corner...

2009-06-08T14:56:00.001-07:00

Unfortunately at some point in the past couple of years I lost my Forerunner 201. I am pretty much resigned to the fact that it is gone as I haven't seen it in over a year. For now, I'm going along fine in training without it but I'm going to need (read in needy voice) one when I get to intervals and as my long runs get longer and more complicated.

Looking at the various options on the Garmin website, I fairly quickly narrowed my search to being between the 205 and the 305. The 405 looks super cool but it has less battery life in training mode and doesn't have the Courses feature that the 305 does. The wireless data transfer to your PC looks neat but, I'm not sure about the feature of being able to beam your routes to other 405 owners so they can compete against runs you have done - a little too geeky for me (never thought I'd say that).

Anyway, here is the feature comparison I came up with:

Model	Price	Wireless Transfer	Multi Sport	Heart Beat	Courses
405	$300	Y	Y		N
305	$300	N	Y	Y	Y
205	$200	N	Y	N	Y
201	$150	N	N	N	N

I also found this rubric, which I thought was good.

So, the only feature the 305 has that the 205 is lacking is the heart rate monitor, which would be nice but I'm not sure worth the extra 100 bucks. Does anyone reading this have experience with the 405, 305, or 205 that you would be willing to share? Also, have you used something besides a Garmin product that you liked better? Help me Dear Internet....

Don't Call It a Come Back

2009-06-04T08:36:00.000-07:00

I have been in a long, well, running slumber for some time now. I’d get out and jog a few times a week.. or less, with no goal and not much enjoyment. Then a few weeks ago, on our way back from running Bloomsday in Spokane, my wife and I were talking and decided to run the Seattle marathon this coming November – her the half and me the whole. Since then, the part of my brain that thinks racing has started to fire again. I have a goal. I’m eating better, sleeping more, and I’ve lost weight. I still have eight weeks before formally starting the Higdon plan that I’ve selected. In the mean time I’m retraining my body and brain to be used to running five times a week and slowly inching my weekly mileage and long run distances up;

Week Ending: Total:
May 3 7
May 10th 7
May 17th 14
May 24th 26.5
May 31st 19.95

I should have 23.6 this week with my long run breaking 10 for the first time.
I had been thinking I’d just run the Higdon plan, but with my long runs peaking earlier and staying higher than the plan calls for but on advice from Jeff I’m now thinking I’ll working in more interval and hill work. It’s good to be back.

This may be my first post of many as I take this training blog out of deep freeze or there may be a link here soon to a new blog. Stay tuned.

Smoky Hills

2008-12-31T15:58:00.000-08:00

Went for a run today out of our valley and back and out on a short loop in the flat land. On the way out I was moving along, thud, thud, pant, bounce, thinking, "What is this strange feeling? I have no right to be this happy. It is ridiculous!" BOUNCE! BOUNCE! BOUNCE!

On the way back it was more, "Pant, pant, still, pant, happy..."

I'm Baaack!

2008-12-14T20:32:00.000-08:00

Today was my first real run since the whole hernia and surgery and it felt great. The ex-girlfriend and I dropped the kids off with my folks and ran down out of our valley and for a short 3 mile loop in the falling snow. We only saw one other person on the route and had some good together-with-no-kids time. I had nothing I'd qualify as pain, didn't get too tired, and felt my body continuing to wake up.

I've been thinking off and on lately about why I have a (mostly now defunct) running blog. It isn't that I think a diary of my training is all that interesting for other people ( I went running.... I got some new socks and then I went running again....). I think the point is that often when I run, especially when alone, I think of other runners I know. This helps me keep going. I think of them on their paths and I think, "I can do this. Its just a little farther." So, for any of you out there.. I'm here and I'm running again.

RBF Meet Up

2008-07-30T08:21:00.001-07:00

blogher 110
Originally uploaded by gene_poole

Recently we spent three days at a blogging conference and several times I heard someone say something like, “Ooh, I’m going to use that!” I discovered that I miss that about blogging – people squirreling away little tidbits to share with the people who read their blogs and the sense of anticipation, waiting for my favorite people to post to theirs. I may be back. We’ll see.

In the meantime I have a tri story that has been knocking around in my skull since I heard it, pinging back and forth, looking for an exit. Maybe if I share it with the inkernet it will shoot out my ear and leave me be. Take that as your final warning.

This past May we were in Spokane to run Bloomsday (it rocked). I got to talking to a group of guys and running came up. One of them is the manager of a nearby grocery and told us that his store sponsors an aid station every year at the regional triathlon event. They have big galvanized tubs of water and grapefruit sized natural sponges so the competitors can wipe their faces and necks.

It seems, he told us, that due to the extreme exertion, it is not unusual for the athletes to lose control of their bowels. The aid station is at mile seven of the run and it was obvious that a runner coming in had lost control of his somewhere around mile three. He grabbed a sponge, went down the back, down and around the front a couple of times and thoroughly cleaned himself before throwing the sponge down and running off. One of the kids working the aid station had gloves on and ran over to pick it up. He was holding it out at arm’s length with just the tips of his fingers and had to rotate at the waist and bend a little to turn around to his boss to ask, “What do I do with it?”

You know what is coming… you just don’t want to admit it to yourself yet. The next guy ran in, and seeing the outstretched arm with the sponge, grabbed it up before anyone knew what was happening.

…and squeezed it into his mouth…..

The man telling the store said it was like they were all frozen in time, yelling, “Nooooooooo!” and then it was like the air in everybody’s chest froze up as well and nobody moved as runner number two threw the sponge down and ran on, apparently unaware.

After he was gone, the manager said, it was like a bomb went off and everybody just dropped to the ground. “Oh!!! That didn’t just happen!”

So there it is. I’ve passed it on. Now the image can be burned into your mind as well.

Warning Sports Nuts!

2007-10-06T08:58:00.001-07:00

WarningGodsJudgement
Originally uploaded by pederson_erik

Sometimes I think this guy might have a point.

Ran my last long run last night before the half marathon next weekend. I know you aren't supposed to run training runs longer than your actual event but that is what I did last night. Turned out to be not so bright a move as I hadn't run since last Friday and my body wasn't ready for it. Oh well, I guess I'll be a little soar two Saturdays in a row.

Weight In

2007-08-19T12:27:00.001-07:00

cool running weight chart
Originally uploaded by gene_poole

Long time, no blogging... but target weight has been achieved, held more or less steady, and training continues.

There have been a lot of miles put on the running shoes since I last visited blog land. I’m glad to learn that everybody is still running strong. Pam and Jon continue to trade barbs and funny status titles on gmail. Jeff is rocking fatherhood. DREW isn’t hitting all the goals he sets for himself but he is still setting them. I don’t have to go anywhere near the Internet to know that a strong group of women are on track for the annual Turtledash Half. Like Scrubs but in real life, Danny is working a lot and still finding time to run like a gazelle, turning is sub-eight splits. Josh has a marathon in a couple of months and it sounds like he is currently leading an interesting life.

As for me; I dropped off the Hood to Coast team I was on for several reasons. Since then, though, I’ve actually been running and training more that before. Probably Pints to Pasta in Portland will be the next organized race I participate in. For now I’m just running for me and generally enjoying myself.

weigh_in

2007-07-15T19:53:00.001-07:00

weigh_in
Originally uploaded by gene_poole

Checking in with the blog I never post to anymore....

My running life is actually pretty good right now. I'm not following a plan or obsessing about miles or anything like that but I'm getting out there pretty regularly. I usually don't decide how many to do until my feet are actually in contact with the pavement. A long run these days is a nine. I hardly ever do less that five. This is exactly where I want to be - running reasonably strong but not obsessing about a plan.

Of course at the end of next month I'll be saying, "WHY WASN'T I ON A PLAN!" I have a feeling that the third run of the Hood 2 Coast is going to suck this much as it did last - suckage in that eery I haven't slept or eaten much in the past 36 hours and now I'm running up a hill in the 80 degree heat which is unpleasant at the time but makes for pretty good memories.

The graph associated with this post is good news I think. At my heaviest this past year, I got up to 220. The top end of optimal for me BMI-wise is 205. I've worked my way down to that and now, on the advice of my mother at dinner last night, have decided to try working down another five pounds. Like she says, its good to have a little in the bank, so to speak. This coming from a woman who has pretty much stopped adult onset diabetes with diet and lifestyle to the point where she is off medication.

Anyway, I hope where-ever you are, you're running healthy.

SD

Still Ticking

2007-06-11T21:04:00.000-07:00

It has been a long while since I posted but my running life has actually been pretty good lately. I'm running home from work a few times a week and have gotten to do my favorite lake run pretty regularly too. There are those things that drive you to get out there and then there is that first step. There is that old proverb that "A journey of a 1000 miles begins with the first step" which is why the thought crept into my mind tonight at 4:57 as I was standing in my running garb in the reception area with two coworkers; "I could just ask one of them for a ride home..."

Bad whiny voice, bad! Don't you have voices? I do. Anyway, once I got ten or so steps under me, I started to get all happy, running happy. I felt like Steve Martin in LA Story when he comes out of the house after finally breaking up with his bitchy girlfriend (yes, sometimes work is my bitchy girlfriend).

Anyway, the things currently driving me are probably three-fold. First, I have more time as I'm currently between semesters for my night classes (masters program how I curse thee). Hood to Coast is fast approaching. For me this is The Event of the year in which I will simultaneously want to prove myself to strangers who are also my team members and whom I won't want to let down 'cause we're a team. Lastly, I decided recently to lose some weight. Two years ago I ran Vegas at 207 and recently topped the scales at 220. I'm not super fat but when I realized recently that I've been walking around with a gut ache rather than losing a notch on the belt that De Nile is not only a river in Egypt but something I needed to do something about. Now it is the first thing I think about when I wake up and head to the scale. This morning; 213.

So, still here, feeling like a stranger to my own blog. I hope you are well and that as Steve Runner says, may you run long and taper.

SD

Flickr

2007-02-16T20:52:00.001-08:00

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

Checking In...

2007-02-14T20:43:00.000-08:00

I'm getting to the gym regularly and to the trails semi-regularly. In general I'm feeling pretty good and enjoying myself. Today I did 45 minutes on the elliptical and ran the lake after work.

Hump day report:

WEEK TOTALS	Running: 3.6 miles Time: 33m 00s Avg. Pace: 9:10/mile
	Gym - Cardio: Time: 1h 30m 00s

The calories go in.....

2007-01-24T20:35:00.000-08:00

The other morning at work a coworker who is on a diet but still loves to cook brought in a Tupperware container of chocolate chip cookies for the office. Nobody tell my mom, but his may be the best chocolate chip cookies ever. There must be double the lard or unholy deals with Satan or something involved. I briefly thought about not have one (a cookie at 8 AM??), thinking to myself, “What’s the use? I could skip my run tonight and not eat this cookie and be in about the same place.” These are the weird thoughts you have early in the morning when you aren’t quite all there yet, like one is a positive and the other a negative that cancel each other out. It is only after you have done the run at the end of a long stressful day that you remember to good brain juices and general pleasure at being in shape.

I had a great run tonight and then came home and enjoyed my wife’s totally yummy baked pasta and cougar cheese – life is good.

Running with a Goal Again

2007-01-21T15:59:00.000-08:00

Now that I'm officially in training for an actual event (Hood to Coast '07) it seems easier to get out on the trail regularly. I find myself mentally fitting running goals in around the few murky mileposts I can see up ahead in the coming months. I'll probably do a few fun runs between now and then but the main goal has been identified. I hope to get the same legs as last year. Not only were they some of the least brutal but I would like to try competing with myself against last year's times. I know I can do a lot better this year.

Check out this cool site that DREW posted about - great for those of us who like something beside music to run to and are getting tired of an all podcast diet.

Where's LJ?

Target Acquired

2007-01-18T16:59:00.000-08:00

I am stoked. Check out this quote from an email sent by a classmate today;

"So, I did not realize that you are a runner... Are you in training for something or just trying to get out there. What are you doing the last weekend in August 2007? Interested in spending 36 hours with some people you don't know who smell and taking cold showers in nasty high school gym class gang showers? It is a lot of fun. Let me know if you want to join our hood to coast team. We already have a name "10 is enough" - don't ask - but the team has a bunch of MPA students, past, current and future and it is a lot of fun."

Now I have raison de running (or something like that).

pooooossssseeeerrrrrrrrr

2007-01-17T09:27:00.000-08:00

DSCN2504
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Yesterday we took the boys and went for a run on the dikes. Brisk, invigorating and all that healthy crap.

Scott Ran...

2007-01-12T16:32:00.000-08:00

10 minutes on the paddle stepper today, followed by 30 on the eliptical, and then five more on the paddle steppers. Yeah for me. According to the machines I burned enough calories to equal a Whopper with cheese, or 10 shots of vodka, or probably about two of the huge steins I have for my home brew. Currently feeling the comfortable glow...

Not So Much

2007-01-11T13:06:00.000-08:00

Hello Diary,

OK, the week is half over and not running yet... to battle stations! I made it to the gym at lunch time today and yesterday. Although I am enjoying the comfortable rush of good brain juices currently after a session with the stairstepper, I need to do the running.... this weekend..

Running!

2007-01-03T20:04:00.000-08:00

Non-runners may not get this but then they probably won't come here anyway.

Today was the day the students all come back from winter break so it was hectic at work - manageably so this time but busy none the less. At about 4:30 I started to think about my exit strategy to go do my run. At 5:30 I had to literally sidestep someone in the door to my office and say that the work day was over, it will wait until tomorrow, etc. I got to the lake at 5:34. My usual circuit is 3.7 miles. I promised I'd be home tonight before 6 so my wife could go meet her friend for a little shopping (much deserved respite). So by the time I got to the lake, I figured I only had time for one section, which turned out to be the .57 mile section between a foot bridge and the Louisiana Street Bridge. It was darking, raining, and starting to get cold. I stretched out for 20 minutes at lunch today so I was still feeling pretty limber as I got out of the car. As I started out, I decided pacing myself was unnecessary as the distance would be so short. As I started around, I picked up speed and by halfway through the short run I was at full speed. It felt really good. There is no way I could maintain that pace for any distance but knowing I only had minutes left in the run allowed me to power through my oxygen and enjoy going faster and faster. I arrived home with time to spare and feeling quite refreshed.

Still on track

2007-01-03T13:26:00.000-08:00

Didn't run last night, but worked out today at lunch and plan to run tonight. I feel good today. I want to stop people in the hall and say, "My arms and abs are tired right now because I worked out today. Yeah, I'm a good person..."

New Year's Resolutions

2007-01-02T13:22:00.000-08:00

Well, the New Year is upon us. So far I have been really good and have run every day this year! I took a hiatus from blogging in 2006 and ended up stopping most forms of exercise as well. I ran once every week or two and hit the gym about as often. All this hard work left it’s mark in that I gained about five pounds. Nice!

So, New Year’s resolutions time:

I will run three times a week throughout 2007
I will make it into the gym at least twice a week this year.
By the end of January I will have identified my next race and begun a training program
I will be nice to pets, small children, old people and tulips

Go Read a Blog

2006-11-19T21:08:00.000-08:00

My reward
Originally uploaded by Miss Zoot.

If you don't read Zoot already, you should. Not only does she rock in many ways, but this year she has been making that journey of discovery as a distance runner. Thankfully she is both articulate and dutiful in her posting. Go now, check her out.

Sd

First Run in a Long Time

2006-11-03T09:52:00.000-08:00

running shoe
Originally uploaded by hhoeksma.

To all of you out there in running blogland, long may you run. I'm a little stiff this morning, a little sore, but mostly just dazedly happy after not running for a long time and then going last night. It was raining a warm steady rain and I ran my favorite route after work. It felt great.

Still Choogling...

2006-10-17T13:51:00.000-07:00

I'm still alive, just not running or blogging much. I swam 20 lengths yesterday and it felt great. I'm either in the car or the office all day until late at night today but tomorrow I shall run. "Oh how they danced...."

Must.... Refrain....

2006-09-05T17:10:00.000-07:00

I'm running Saturday. That's all there is to it. End of discussion. I'm not saying another word...

running

Saturday

try stopping me

couldn't do it, could you?

not another word

Cabin Fever Sets In

2006-09-04T14:10:00.000-07:00

This is the third day since my vasectomy and I'm starting to really get the itch to run, or do just about anything outside the house that doesn't involved ice packs. Last night I felt good enough to risk dinner at my folk's house. Even the light exercise of setting the table, clearing away the dishes, etc. was enough to send me gratefully hobbling back to my futon and cold press but the desire is there. I think is some very small way I can now empathize with people who get seriously injured or sick. I want to run.

Race Report

2006-09-01T16:34:00.000-07:00

Well, HTC 2006 has come and gone. What a great experience! I have to admit that I was a little worried about getting into a van for 26 hours with a group of total strangers. (I’ve been on van rides of similar length, after which what were previously good friends never spoke to each other again). It’s just a long time to be cooped up with other people, not to mention the physical discomfort, lack of sleep, etc. But, it turned out that my worries were in vain. Everyone got along fabulously, or if they didn’t, I wasn’t able to detect any unhappiness.

The riders of the first van were our driver Eric, Don, Chelsea, Mike, myself, Jeremy, and Lannie.

I left the house at 7:40 to meet with Jeremy at the carpool point and we were meeting the rest of the group in Vancouver by 9:30. Michael was able to score us a rented 2006 Suburban – probably the last van rental anywhere in the greater Portland/Vancouver area. By about noon, we were up to Mt. Hood and ready for our 1:45 go time. We waited around nervously, filling the time with conversation, van decorating, and viewing of the awesome scenery. I tried to take a nap in the shade but it didn’t happen.

At the start line, there was a definite party atmosphere with some booths, lots of porta-potties, runners milling around everywhere, and the ubiquitous perky morning DJ-style up in a tower with a microphone, keeping up the constant running monologue that I personally find to usually be irritating.
Mixed in with all the running people were a minority of diehard skiers and boarders up on the mountain to enjoy the sad little patch of snow left in August.

waiting to start
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

The first three runners (Don, Chelsea, and Michael) flew down hill, getting some awesome times. My first leg (leg four) had a little of that steep downhill, then leveled out with a slight uphill at the end of the seven miles.

there they go
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

When it was time to run my first leg, I screwed up and got overly excited. I took off way too fast and flew down the first bit of hill and out onto the flat. I was planning to run this section no faster than 8:30 and at one point looked down at my forerunner to see that I was running a 7:15. I also got carried away with trying to keep up with a faster runner. By the time I got across the flat and started up my little hill, I didn’t have anything left to pour on. I ended up finishing about 20 seconds per mile slower than I was looking for but nobody seemed to mind.

After the six of us finished our first round of legs, we drove to Michael’s parent’s house where his mom had fluffy towels and a good hot meal waiting for us. Jeremy said it best, “I love moms!” After seven hours of running, this woman’s hospitality was God-sent We all got a shower, hot meal, and an hour to sack out or just rest before piling into the van to go exchange with Van Two.

too much shutter
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Eric (left) and Lannie at the exchange in Portland. Eric drove the van and Lannie ran the last leg. Both turned out to be very cool guys and I hope to see them next year. Eric hurt his foot while training this year. Maybe next I'll get to hand the baton off to him.

The handoff was accomplished under a bridge in Portland, the Hawthorne maybe? I don’t know, I’m terrible with names and landmarks. After Don set out, we started into our second group of legs, which would take us through the night and early morning past St. Helens. I was much happier with my second leg – a ridiculously short 3.5 mile flat stretch leading into St. Helens. I kept my pace even and ran something under eight, which for me is speedy.

running leads to land fill
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I'm always a little taken aback by the huge piles of empty individual serving water bottles that build up in drifts at these events. I wish we could participate in my favorite sport without being so inefficient but I have to admit to taking two bottles from a vendor table myself.

After exchanging again with Van Two, we got over an hour’s sleep, sacked out on the floor in a high school gym. Wooden gym floor with a sleeping bag but no pad never felt so good! I woke up somewhat refreshed and not at all sore from the hard floor.

water hand off to runner on the course
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Chelsea accepts a water handoff at about one AM. I'm not sure what Don was looking at. Our standard procedure was to drive to the exchange, where one runner would hand off the baton and take the next runner's spot in the van. Then we would drive to the middle point of the leg to wait and provide fluids for our runner. After that, driving to the next exchange point, parking, getting most of us up to the exchange point to cheer the runners on, etc. left very little actual down time.

pretty lights 2
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

pretty lights 3
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I was trying to capture how cool 100s of runner's flashlights looked coming down the hill in the dark, like bobbing lanterns or strings of lights. Jank camera...

I started my last leg at about 12:30. By this time we were in rural timber country between St. Helens and the beach. My leg was moderately difficult as was my achievement running it. It was hot and we were running through clear cut part of the time. I passed a bunch of people but didn’t run anywhere near as well as I wanted to. Fatigue and not training as hard as I should have took their toll and I ended up coming in at nine even. 

Jeremy, who ran the leg after mine, had probably two of the three hardest legs on the course. His last leg was straight up steep switchbacks for about 5 miles in the exposed hot sun. People were dying off left and right. The harder it got, the faster he chugged up that hill. He ended up running a 7:30 up the hill and a 7:16 total after running down two miles of the backside. What a machine! How lucky we were to have him!

After Jeremy and Lannie finished their legs, we handed off to Van Two for the last time and drove to Seaside. Once again, we got a shower in the local high school and got organized. Jeremy and I met our wives and kids and went to the beach to play while the rest of the group went off to a sit-down meal. By playing with the kids on the beach, I mean I lethargically lurched after Thomas and gave everyone the 1000 yard stare.

casualties of war
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Don, Chelsea, and Lannie all had pretty bad blisters by the end. One lasting result of running a marathon - I have my footgear stone-cold dialed in, as there was no room for any trouble there.

Seaside
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

The group coming back to life after a short nap in the high school gym.

After Van Two’s last runner Jay made it to the finish, we all went down the chute together, officially finished, got our medals and group photo op. I usually feel vaguely silly at this point and alternated between “I feel lame.” and “This is so great. I’m happy to be here with these people right now.”

After the photo taking, we had access to the beer garden, which everyone had been making a lot of to-do about all along. Jeremy and I opted for pizza and a pitcher with our families instead, and the rest of Van One took off as well, as two were underage and most just wanted to head home. A soft pillow and a bed that night hadn’t felt any better in a long, long time.

All in all, I was a little disappointed with my leg times even if they weren't that far outside the norm. I don’t feel that I trained as hard as I should have, and I'm sure that the lingering chest cold I still had contributed. All in all though, I had great experience, feel lucky to have gotten on a team and basically fortunate to have the health necessary to participate. I can't wait for next year.

Not so spectacular in a good or bad way..

2006-08-23T12:06:00.000-07:00

Running Totals of late:

Week of	7.27 \|	11.77 \|	16.27 \|	20.77 \|	25.27 \|	29.77 \|
Jul 31, 2006	14.28
Aug 7, 2006	10.83
Aug 14, 2006	25.28
Aug 21, 2006	7.27

Well, this coming Friday is race day. I’m starting to get excited. You know, my internal dialogue is something like this, “Do, do, do-do.. hmm, hmmm, OH @#$#@, RACE DAY! Hmm, hmm, potato chips, yes, I like potato chips…”

I’ve done the training. I’m injury free, and looking forward to it. According to the spreadsheet one of our team members worked up, based on the interval of my legs and the average paces reported by all team members, I should expect to run my first leg (6.95 miles) at about 3:40 in the afternoon. I’ll run my middle leg at about 2 AM and my last one at about 11:20 on Saturday morning. I’m the fourth runner in my van of six, so Jeremy and Lanny both run once more after me and then we head to Seaside for the finish line and to meet up with the fam. If all goes well, our last runner (Jay) should cross at about 7 PM. There will be a beer garden, pasta, and much merry making – nothing like combining exercise, food, and alcohol for good brain chemistry.

Leg 4

2006-08-03T12:04:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

"Gradual downhill from Rhododendron
along Highway 26 on paved shoulder."

I think I'll train for this one by running twice around the lake. This is 6.95 and two lakes is 7.14. The other two are shorter and easier. I will try to get used to running two lakes as often and as fast as I can, maybe even doing it before and after work.

leg16

2006-08-03T12:03:00.001-07:00

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leg28

2006-08-03T12:03:00.000-07:00

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Change in Plans

2006-08-02T21:51:00.000-07:00

We had the first HTC team meeting tonight. We moved a few things around and now I have 4, 16 and 28 instead of 5, 17, and 29 which is good because I was really dreading 5. I'll be happy to run quicker, shorter, flatter legs my first year and maybe take on the more challenging ones later. Now I can quit training for hills, ugh!

Still Alive, If not Blogging about Running

2006-07-30T21:34:00.000-07:00

I'm on track for Hood to Coast. I have to admit to seriously considering giving up my spot on the relay team due to the head cold, but dammit, I've wanted to do this for years, and this is my year.

The cold is still causing volumes of snot in my kid's noses and making me cough but other than that I feel pretty good. Day before yesterday I did 45 minutes on the eliptical trainer. Yesterday I did that and then 25 minutes on the stair stepper at our hotel. We're home today, and tomorrow I plan a longish run with the forerunner and some good long hills. I have a month to get myself in respectable shape and I will do it.

Scotts Running (at the mouth)

2006-07-17T00:34:00.000-07:00

In an effort to prepare myself as best I can for the relay race next more (which at this point there is no way I’ll be fully prepared for), I went out in the heat of the day yesterday and ran up and down the steep hill at the end of our road for an hour. This morning I got up an ran in the cool. I am not a morning exerciser (my wife can stip. to that) so this was a real chore for me.

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There is a guy in our town who I have personally come to think of as the Grumpy Runner because every time I have ever made an attempt to engage him, he was avoided eye contact and made little or no response to any enquiries or called out greetings. I don’t just see him running. Our town is too small for that. He was some sort of minor adult when I was in middle schooler – assistant bus driver or third string math teacher or some other adult position holder. I’ve also seen him in line at the store, an once pawning a rifle. The guy as always been just plain grumpy. On the other hand, he must be living right because I don’t think he has aged at all since I was in the seventh grade, which is a neat trick.
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So I’m plugging away at mile three of this morning’s ‘early’ run today. The temperature is starting to rise rapidly. I’m sweating a lot and thinking about Jeff’s sweat stories. The milk and cheerios I unwisely ingested are starting to do the kooky dance in my stomach and that’s when I hear the crunch, crunch in the gravel behind me. Despite the (non-name brand) cheerios, I automatically pick up the pace. I always plan my paces down to the mile and stick to them religiously, checking the forerunner every minute or so, until someone tries to overtake me and then it’s all lost to competition with whomever is on the other end of the shadow. So I pick up the pace, and it doesn’t even matter. The person gaining on my cruises right on up, and you guessed it, it’s the Grumpy Runner. Only today he is cheery. He yells out a great big “hullo!” and slows down to run with me patiently while I fiddle with my mp3 player and get into conversation mode. The conversation went something like this:

“Lovely day for it, huh?”

“Yeah”

“Say, Don’t you live up on Clark Creek?”

“Yeah”

“Well, Enjoy the day!”

“OK, You (hack, cough).”

With that, he powered up and literally left me in the dust.

Grumpy and a sadist.

I didn’t post about it previously but if Jeff posted about his hard drive issues and Susan about the dildo-cam appointments she has to contend with, so I guess I can add that I have rescheduled my vasectomy until after Hood to Coast. The doctor was explaining that they give you a local up by your shoulder blades because some of what they tug on attaches up there, and I thought "Not what I should be doing two weeks before a major running evet." I sure hope that one doesn’t come back to bite me – we could refer to him/her as our little relay baby.

I’m in Pasco, in Eastern Washington tomorrow and Tuesday. I’m going to try for more of this running in the AM and the afternoon business and see if I live.

Nobody knows...

2006-07-13T09:22:00.000-07:00

I'm wearing black ankle socks at work today....

Ran hills for an hour last night. Man that kicked my butt! Twenty minutes into it I had to stop and walk. Today I feel like someone beat me with a stick, rolled me over, and finished the job. I have sooo much work ahead of me. Riding in to work this AM felt good, though.

Survey Says

2006-07-10T20:58:00.000-07:00

Today was an, “Aw Crap!” day all around. I woke up 30 minutes late this morning. I’d plan to ride in, run, and ride back from work today. Instead, at 6:30 my wife was saying, “Babe, you’re late. You have to get up.”

I think I answered with something like, “Yeah, but I’m telling her what kind of hot dog I want to order.” A second or two later I realized that ordering dream hot dogs from the ultimate dog stand in the sky wasn’t going to contribute to general success in life and got myself in gear, if a little late.

I drove to work, accomplished a lot, and generally made good food choices throughout the day (coffee and pizza). In the early afternoon I got my leg descriptions for the upcoming race. I was expecting them to go easy on me and probably not even have me do three legs as I’m the newbie. Turns out that I’m one of several newbies (see my leg descriptions below) and my leg descriptions are “Hard,” “Rediculously Hard,” and “Just Lay Down In the Street You Wimpy Boy Hard.”

The rest of the day was normal work thoughts punctuated every now and then with unbidden panic, “work, work, work, OH JESUS! work, work, work, I’M GONNA DIE!” type thoughts.

After work I went for medium length run through the hills. I never trained hills getting ready for my marathon and so have very little frame of reference. I didn’t have my forerunner with me but kept track of my route and ran for about an hour. The whole time I kept reminding myself to keep the pace up and run fast for a shorter distance. Afterwards I went back and drove my route to establish distance. I ended up with about a 10:30 average pace. Like I said, I’m gonna die.

Leg5

2006-07-10T12:43:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I found out what Hood to Coast legs they have me down for today. Looks like I'm going to have it harder at the beginning and end. I need to find some hills and start running them!

Leg17

2006-07-10T12:41:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Thankfully they gave me a rest in the middle.

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2006-07-10T12:40:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

So hills then...

M+M and I are cleaning out our closets

2006-07-06T22:25:00.000-07:00

I just updated my sidebar for the first time in, ohhhh, about six months - the definition of procrastination...

Then Next Episode

2006-07-06T21:57:00.000-07:00

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Today was my first day back in training for a race in almost eight months. It’s amazing how much difference that one little thing can make. One day I’m tootling along, enjoying my runs and rides, zoning out on my podcasts and generally just taking it as it comes. With a goal in mind, everything is different (in my mind anyway). Today I noticed how slooooowwww I’ve gotten. I’m still the same guy shuffling around the lake but now I’m thinking about running when I wake up in the morning. I’m thinking about the excitement and joy of race day. I’m hoping I won’t eff it up. I’m looking forward to meeting other people, and I’m looking forward to running by myself and then talking about it later.

The Hood to Coast trek runs 197 miles from Timberline Lodge at the top of Mt. Hood to finish in Seaside. The course is divided into 36 legs. If all 12 relay team members show up, division tells us we’ll each get three legs of about 5.5 miles each. I think in reality some of the legs are up to eight miles each. I found a site where someone google-mapped each leg. You can download the official handbook with descriptions of each leg here. I hope find out my legs a.s.a.p. so I can start training for them.

Today I road a total of 10.4 miles to work and back and ran 7.1 in an hour and three (slow). I feel pretty good but probably won’t run again until Sunday. I have no idea how to train for these shorter faster distances. There won’t be any 20 mile Saturdays. I guess I’ll get the scoop on Tuesday.

running-ya-ya-ya-running....

And so it starts again

2006-07-05T21:41:00.000-07:00

"As the largest relay race in North America, The Hood To Coast Relay stretches 197 miles from the top of Oregon's majestic Mt. Hood down to the beautiful Pacific Ocean in Seaside, Oregon. Over 12,000 runners show up to experience this annual event, now in its 25th year!"

Well, once again, I have a goal, or maybe a goal has me. A friend of my wife’s called me up today to invite me to join their Hood to Coast team this year. I called her right back and agreed to join the team and take which ever lengths they decided to give me. I’ve been trying to get on a team for three years now. I was an alternate once and I’ve made embarrassingly obvious hints that I’d like to join other teams, only to be told gently that their turnover is “quite low.”

Thinking about the crash course training I need get going on got me to thinking about my friend Andy. Every couple of months the one whose turn it is to get a free lunch will call the other up and invite him to lunch. I know that is backwards for most social arrangements, but that’s how we have worked it out. Andy and I are old ex-coworkers who like to get together periodically and talk about work, family, and most importantly running. Hood to Coast is Andy’s big event for the year and he is on a really good team that I have wanted to be on for a long time.

Email exchange was something like this:

Me – “You up for lunch this week, tomorrow, or next week M, T, or Th?”

Him – “How about T or Th? How’s running?”

Me – “Tuesday. Running coming along. I’m doing Hood to Coast this year!”

Him – “Really? My next line was to invite you to go with us. We lost someone. Where”

Me – “How about that Japanese place that used to be the Rusty Duck. Meet you there at noon unless I hear different.”

I guess that last line doesn’t add much to the story. Anyway, Tomorrow I ride in to work and run home. This entails carrying three pairs of shoes on the bike but should be pretty doable.

Keith tells me that my rss feed is messed up, which might explain why nobody ever reads my blog. I oughta get that fixed.

I Pee My Pants for Quiche

2006-06-22T10:44:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Monday I drove to work and then ran home. Tuesday I rode my bike to work and drove home. I was feeling pretty good yesterday and planned to run home again, leaving my bike and car both at work. But then a little idea in the back of my head started to slowly build up steam, making increasingly fervent attacks on my conscious thinking. “Quiche,” the voice said, “Hey you, Quiche!”

You see, we have some friends who keep chickens. Spring is currently exploding all around us, with everything waking up. The chickens are feeling frisky and have really ramped up production. By Wednesday morning we had something like 36 eggs. So the quiche idea really made sense but it didn’t jive with my desire to run home as I’d have to stop at the store on the way home for a few ingredients.

Then I had a mental flash – I could drive to the lake, run, drive to the store, and then drive home to eggy veggie Bisquick goodness. The only problem was that I had my light grey shorts that turn darker grey when went. When I run and sweat and then sit in my car, it looks like I pee’d my pants. “Whatever,” I thought, “I’m bigger than that.” So ultimate sacrifice: I ran and then went to Fred Meyers, trying to make steely eye contact with every other shopper, daring them to look down and accuse me of incontinence.

I managed to make it back out to my car without any kids yelling, “Pee pants! Pee pants! Look at the dirty bum, Mommy!”

At last check we have 4 eggs left. Brit made yummy egg salad and I got a little carried away and now we have quiche to last us, and give to all our friends.

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2006-06-20T12:12:00.000-07:00

Reading other people’s running blogs, for me, is like a health benefit. Just like I take vitamins for my health, I read blogs to get me up and moving and motivated. Maybe like vitamins, there isn’t really any benefit to the reading, but it sure seems that way. I’ll keep doing it like I do other things for my health – namely drinking beer and coffee.

Susan and Jeff both made posts recently that stuck with me. Jeff made a clever analogy you should go read if you haven’t already. Susan who is currently suffering from PMDS (post marathon depression syndrome) had a good post about why she runs and whether or not marathoning is worth it. One thing we agree on is the obvious health and mental health benefits of getting out there and picking ‘em up an putting ‘em down.

Running News:
Ran home last night. Is running to work a possibility? Maybe, I’ll have to scout out the summer time access to the showers.

Swimming News:
The school’s pool shut down for the summer. If I want to work on my lap swimming goal of being able to do 12 continuosly crawled laps, I have to go to the Y and pay seven bucks a day. Sux.

Biking:
The ride into work was really pleasant this morning. I have to use my car tonight. I think I’ll drive home, drive back to work Wednesday, ride home, ride in Thursday, drive home – do that switching off between riding and driving for a while and then possibly ramp up to riding every day, both ways.

biked to work

2006-06-20T08:09:00.000-07:00

Took me 25.0 minutes, hitting all the lights, not a bad way to travel.

Bad Motor Scooter

2006-06-18T21:37:00.000-07:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

When Brit and I first started dating, one of the things we did a lot of was riding. I think the first epic adventure we went on was the Oregon City Bike Tour, which is about 200 miles in one weekend. Recently I’ve had a hankering to get the blue bomber out and get back in the saddle. Last weekend I took it for a short shake down ride and it seems all systems are in the green.

Today I took it out of the valley for a 30 minute cruise. I purposefully took it on some gravel roads and off a curb to test the innertubes and general, "will this bike get me to work or not-ness." According to the forerunner, I was averaging somewhere between 4-5 minutes per mile, which means that if I leave 35 minutes before work I should have ample time to get changed before the start of the day. Tomorrow I drive to work, and run home. Tuesday I have to drive to my moonlighting gig after work, but Wednesday, you-are-mine.

Tri'ing to Run to Work

2006-06-13T18:55:00.000-07:00

After a two month trial separation period, I’ve decided to go back, embrace schizophrenia, and post to two different blogs. Henceforth I will once again blog exercise related topics on Scott’s Running and everything else on the Clark Creek blog.

Today was my first day back in the pool. I hope this will become my first regular swimming in over ten years. I swam laps on my lunch break today, keeping going without any significant resting for 45 minutes. After the first 4-5 laps I was totally beat and had to spend one pool length doing a lazy back paddle. After that, I crawled one length and then did the sidestroke or elementary back stroke back. My goal is to try to steadily increase the number of crawl laps I can do without losing my breath.

Boy, do I have a long way to go – both fitness wise, and in learning technique. I’m lucky to have an enthusiastic coach as I am learning that unlike with running, improving my swim technique will rely heavily on external observation and suggestion.

I was pretty beat after lunch. My quads, tri’s and back were aching, but I used almost none of the muscles I do when I run, so I ran home from work. On the way I listened to an interesting podcast of an interview with Olympic runner Frank Shorter. Just as I was getting to the last mile and thinking that while I wasn’t really tired, and far from pain, I was getting a little bored, my darling wife showed up to pick me up. She decided that 45 minutes was long enough to leave me out there after first swimming day and came to get me – now that’s love.

Posted Here For the Bobsy Twins

2006-06-13T18:53:00.000-07:00

I originally posted the following on my other blog and am posting it here again because it is exercise related and I'm reawakening this blog:

In the exercise/career development area, easily the best news is the possibility of becoming the junior frogman. Our college has a series of swimming and lifeguard training classes that run at noon. I’ve been talking to the instructor and trying to get in there to lap swim on my lunch breaks. He is someone that I work with in a few other capacities at the college and have come to know over the past few years. Anyway, yesterday he approached me and told me that he will be retiring in another few years and hasn’t identified anyone to take over his classes and that I might consider it. How much would that rock? Teach swimming and CIS courses online and do my administrator gig as a supp contract or additional duty? I could get a big chunk of the summers off and maybe even be my own kids’ swim teacher/coach. Obviously I’d better not try to get a job in the English dept. with all my incomplete sentences. Over the next few years, I’d have to get certified as a lifeguard and swim instructor and then state certified to teach lifeguards and instructors. I was a fairly strong swimmer in high school and the military but that was ten years ago. He said to meet him Tuesday at the pool and he’d “get me started.” I think that may end up being a euphemism for kicking my butt, we’ll see.

Joe's Ugly Green Shoes Ride Again

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Brushed the sawdust off my old street bike and took a spin. The tubes held pressure up to the end of the road and back. Next goal is riding down to the office and back to see how long that takes.

A Post

2006-05-25T21:40:00.000-07:00

Let me say first that I am posting to my running blog not by first choice but in hopes of ending the threats, cajoling, and pathetic pleading. It seems a certain girl who is soon to be from San Diego just can't live unless I do.

That being said, I'm working towards an ideal lifestyle. What do I mean by that? We're trying to downsize our life, live healthier, and concentrate on what is important. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings Brit puts the boys in the car and drives me to work. Our family is in training to become a one car family. After work I run home. This time together in the morning is actually pretty pleasant. Running home pleases me on so many levels - the exercise, the hour spent with my thoughts and the podcasts, commuting in way that doesn't involve the oil industry (except in the shoes and clothes). Tuesday and Thursday I drive myself and then go to the YMCA right after work where I meet my two year old for swim lessons. Mom goes for a run around the lake.

Like I said, this is an ideal. This is only week two in The Plan. I didn't run this Wednesday because I was still muscle-tired from Monday. Tonight was the first night T. didn't scream bloody murder in the showers before and after our lesson. Still, there are highlights as well - heading into the big hill into the middle of the run and knowing you have the energy to power through it where you didn't last time, or holding your son with one hand on his belly as he flops his arms and legs and glides towards the toy, saying, "Ball! Ball!"

I'm thinking water polo.

Let It Be Written, Let It Be Known

2006-04-02T20:04:00.000-07:00

For the foreseeable future I will not be maintaining a separate running blog. Look for running news over at what was formerly my home improvement blog and will hence be a general life blog (http://clarkcreekhomeimprovement.blogspot.com/).

I'm feeling 100% better. I'm definitely running tomorrow after work.

Jeez! I just did it. I talked about running on my running blog... OK, thats the last time for a while. I promise.

Running...

Tomorrow...

woohoo!

The First Step to Recovery: Good Drugs

2006-03-25T14:24:00.000-08:00

I'm feeling better (no you're not). The title of this post is a bit of a nod to the denial I've fallen prey to recently. First, I decided I was well before I was and tried to go back to work too soon. Secondly, not going to the doctor for help with the flu.

Remember the caravan scene in the movie Gladiator where Russell is passing in and out of consciousness while clouds spill across the sky in fast forward? There has been a bit of that for me recently - wake up, its morning, wake up again, its early afternoon. How did that happen? Only I didn't have a gladius wound on my shoulder and pajamas were involved.

Two days ago I finally went to see the doctor, who gave me antibiotics for my lungs and blessed codeine to help me sleep through the night without impersonating a mustard gas victim. Since then I have steadily improved to the point where work on Monday is a foregone conclusion/victory. Yesterday I felt pretty good but little tasks like washing my hair would tucker me out and force me to lie down for a while. Today I can take a shower and make the bed, all in a row. Take that flu bug!

I’ve always been fairly healthy. By that I don’t mean I eat the prerequisite helpings of veggies. I mean I have been blessed with good genes and fortuitous circumstances. Getting ill enough to spend a couple of weeks out of it and then be as weak as the old people who shuffle around the grocery store with two items in the cart they are using as a walker, makes me all the more determined to lead a healthy and active life so as to keep the strength and ability that it is so easy to take for granted.

Keep running and keep blogging about it. If nothing else you are inspiring us invalids.

Somebody's Snot Been Running

2006-03-17T10:43:00.000-08:00

Feeling puny today, which is an improvement. Counter to my purpose for taking two weeks off from work to stay home and enjoy our new son and help my wife adjust to being the stay at home mom of two instead of one, I came down with a nasty bit of the flu. Not to be a miser, I also shared it with the two year old. No sir, no running happening in these parts, nope. Yesterday I felt sufficiently recovered to do little tasks like folding a load of laundry, but even that would tucker me out. I'm hoping for a short run this Sunday.

Keeping my fingers crossed.

Where I run

2006-03-13T21:02:00.000-08:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

T says, "Whats with the camera this time, Dad?"

Keith recently asked me how I can stand running the same loop around the lake over and over. I run the vast majority of my runs around the same 3.7 mile jogging path. When I was marathon training, I'd usually branch out away from the lake after a few circuits but now that I'm doing short runs, I rarely do. I don't find it monotonous. I know exactly where I am distance wise at all times - when to pour it one, when to hold back, etc. I never have to cross traffic so I can tune out if I want to. I see the same people at certain times of day. Also, I enjoy watching the landscape change with the seasons and time of day.

I thought I'd take the camera along on a recent run and share some photos with both of the people who read this blog.

SD

Mysterious Pilings

2006-03-13T20:58:00.000-08:00

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Community Church

2006-03-13T20:57:00.000-08:00

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Originally donated by our town patriarch.

The old Elks building

2006-03-13T20:56:00.000-08:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Lots of fond memories here. In high school, we had dances here. The place ground is fenced in and parents like to bring their kids here to run around and freak out in a safe environment. The building is currently a teen after school club that is usually blaring techno (or something) when I run past.

A great place for lunch

2006-03-13T20:54:00.000-08:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Asian Island

2006-03-13T20:53:00.000-08:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I love the bridge and the sounds of the ornamental stream on this little island recently spruced up by several community organizations and cooperants.

Mercury, It's what's for dinner...

2006-03-13T20:52:00.000-08:00

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Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

This kid obviously wasn't expecting to catch anything remotely this large. All he had was a pole and a cell phone. As I arrived, he was trying to punch out the fish's lights. niice.

My Son the Swanky Party Boy

2006-03-09T06:34:00.000-08:00

Well, two days of running in a row. I'm on a roll. The day after I posted last, the boys' grandmother arrived and in the general confusion and tumult that ensued, I abandoned my son to his female relatives and went running by myself.
On the bad side: I'm more than a minute off my marathon pace.
On the good side: I ran four miles and each one was stronger and faster than the last.

Yesterday, we skipped running and instead went to his regularly scheduled play party. We got there and found a suburban house amazingly filled with toddlers. I got to be the first dad in memory to ever attend play group and got a window into another little part of my family's life, and T got to run around for several hours like a crazy man. It was a workout just watching.

Today; back to the lake!

Time for running

2006-03-07T11:11:00.000-08:00

I’m in the first of two weeks of paternity leave, currently, and quite enjoying myself and my family’s company. This is the second time I have had this opportunity to slow down for a while and help out around the house. Zoot used the word “Familymoon” to describe the trip she took with her family after getting married. I like that word and think it applies here, where we’re not going anywhere in a geophysical sense but are taking time to adjust our new family.

What does any of this have to do with running you might ask? Yesterday I went running – There it is! A post about running on a running blog… get nuts…

T. and I took the runner stroller (my stroller doesn’t jog) down to the lake yesterday afternoon and did four miles (I ran, he rolled). As we were getting there my dad ran by, so we did the first two with him and then did two more by ourselves. I think we’ll probably give the new mom and baby another break from our presence this afternoon and go do it again.

Party Like a Rockstar (and pay for it like one too).

2006-02-18T10:35:00.000-08:00

Note to self; just because its Friday, and the weather is great and you have a little comp time coming, DO NOT do abs to failure and do exactly double your normal upper body sets. You will pay, yes you will. Learn this lesson once and for all instead of repeating this shabby performance about once every three months... Nothing serious, just really sore today.

Excitement over green things

2006-02-16T18:27:00.000-08:00

Today's fun discovery:
They have these huge plywood and 2x4 cubes covered with tightly woven carpet at the gym for the sprinters and atheletes to push around on the wooden floor. You get behind them and sprint like mad and wiz back and forth. Now I think I understand a little more what its like to be an ant.

Brrr

2006-02-15T19:05:00.001-08:00

When I left work tonight to go run my circuit, it was 61 degrees according to the big readerboard in the student parking lot. The sun fell behing the horizon as I was running and I could never run fast enough to get ahead of the chill. I just checked the temp on our deck and its 31 degrees out there now - less than 2.5 hours after it was 61. How does the temperature drop like that in these longitudes? I know that in the realm of lego-las, 31 is considered balmy, but I'm afraid I'll flash freeze on my next outing.

Weekly Totals will hence come on Fridays

2006-02-12T10:20:00.000-08:00

7.14 for the week, plus about 2 hours on the stairs.

Friday after work, 68 degrees, sunny and warm, running my circuit I felt very happy to be alive.

We Love Blogger, Yes We Do

2006-02-12T09:50:00.000-08:00

Warning; this post contains some serious self-love. Feel free to skip to the end.

For once my lack of recent posting hasn't been for lack of trying. I haven't been able to login to blogger for the past several days or comment on blogger blogs. Grrr... but then, I guess you get what you pay for.

For anyone out there who is thinking about running a marathon, or has been kicking the idea around in the back of your mind for years, I can't encourage you enough to go through with it. The process leading up was exciting and rewarding as I passed each new hurdle in the training program. The trip to Vegas was a blast, and the race day is one I'll never forget. But, what is surprising to me is the lasting effect the whole experience has had for me.

I've never lived a particularly healthy lifestyle because by luck of the gene lottery I haven't really had to. Before starting my training program, I ate fast food drive through at least once a day, never exercised, didn't get enough sleep and drank too much alcohol. I couldn't do that leading up to Vegas, not and be able to sustain the successively higher and higher miles per week.

Now I’m no longer training for a race but I’m still getting that excitement and wonder at what each tomorrow brings. I have cut fast food from my diet entirely. I bring all my food to work from home usually and have worked out a healthy calorie regime with plenty of fruit and veggies. I go to the gym at least four times a week and try to run around the lake three times a week. I’m slowly and steadily getting better in the gym and running 3.7 miles around the lake is effortless. I make myself go to bed on time and limit my alcohol consumption. I have a lot more energy at work and in the evenings than I used to and I imagine I’m probably more pleasant to be around.

Running a marathon is not magic but for me it seems to have been a catalyst that got me off my butt and up to make some positive changes I’ve wanted to make for a long time. Drew made a post a few weeks ago about missing the excitement of sharing new discoveries and accomplishments leading up to our respective first marathons. I guess that even though I’m no longer training for a long run, I’m trying to find ways to apply that same successive process of accomplish to life as a whole.

Thank you and good night.

Reasons to Keep Running, Number 182

2006-02-08T10:43:00.000-08:00

I have the unfortunate habit of forgetting to eat, and/or subsisting on meager crap-filled diet. Yesterday, I had two donuts and three cups of Joe in the morning, and then never stopped moving long enough to eat anything until quitting time at five. I walked at lunch with some coworkers because yesterday was the first sunny day without rain in 51 (count 'em!) days here locally. After work I headed to the lake for my favorite 3.7 mile circuit. I got about two miles into is and ran out of gas. Serious crashing after only a couple of miles. Lame!

Today I have my yogurt, my fruits and veggies, and a little dish of refrieds. I will live well!

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2006-02-03T14:45:00.000-08:00

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LJ

2006-01-30T16:29:00.000-08:00

LJ
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Totally cheesy shot I took with the digi of LJ crossing the finish line. She has her hands tucked into her sleeves. I wonder if she remembers doing that?

Coming Along

2006-01-19T16:07:00.000-08:00

Ran around the lake the night before last. It felt pretty good and I only coughed a little bit at the end. I'll probably go again tomorrow. I've been getting into the gym pretty regularly. I'm trying to keep it so I get a little sore each time but rest up enough so that I can always do a teensy bit more each time I go. Good Stuff.

Dropped three post-Vegas pounds so far. Four to go.

Speaking of Vegas, I got my mosaic poster this week. Standing a ways back you can see a hand of cards. Up close the image is composed of many facial shots (including my buck toothed visage). Turns out that wearing our orange RBF shirts put us in a desirable or at least hard to come by color group. I spotted DREW in a few places (must have been a shot from early in the race) and I'm on there a couple of times.... and..... gliding into the finish line, making it look like she'd only run a mile is the INFAMOUS LJ JUST CRIMINAL...

(Lack of) Running Update

2006-01-12T10:28:00.000-08:00

Well, still sick, but I hope to be running again by the end of the weekend. I've reached the stage where I'm basically well except for a persistent throat irritation and cough. Any heavy breathing causes uncontrollable coughing fits (no comments from the peanut gallery...). I figure I'm probably safe to lift weights again, though. I even haranged my coworkers into going over to the gym on our lunch break three days a week, yahhhh!

In other amazing news, I've gained 7.5 pounds since I ran Vegas. How does that happen you might ask? Eggnog. Eggnog is the culprit. I've never had to watch what I eat before (except to get it in my mouth), but realize now that I can't eat like I'm training for a marathon, party like a rockstar, and sloth like a couch potato and not suffer the consequences. My goal is to be back down to 207 by March 1st.

Not any amazing training feats to report, but just wanted everybody to apprised of my continuing heartbeat and respiration.

Go Jeff Go!

2006-01-08T08:00:00.000-08:00

The O. C. Marathon is today. Send all your GO vibes Jeff's way as he runs a sub three marathon!

In other news, I haven't been posting because I haven't been running. I'm sick. Blegghh! I'm starting to shake off this nasty cold, though.

Vegas_False

2005-12-29T10:36:00.000-08:00

Vegas_False
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

It is with great sadness that I have to report to you, fellow runners, that I have uncovered a great injustice. For a long time some of the more cynical among us have wondered about the truth about one of our own. I'm referring to Jeff - he who runs 2700 miles a year, drives across two states just to loan his car to virtual strangers so they don't have to take the monorail back to their hotels after running a marathon, and occasionally dons his super hero costume to fight for truth, justice, and the American Way. Can a guy like that be real? What is he hiding? Well, I've finally uncovered the truth. For reasons known only to Jeff, he has been doctoring photos from Vegas and posting them to his website. Here is exhibit A; Jeff's doctored photo.

Vegas_True

2005-12-29T10:32:00.000-08:00

Vegas_True
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

The truth comes out. Here are the real elite runners from Vegas.

Udate

2005-12-29T07:19:00.000-08:00

I did it - once around, 3.7 miles, 29 minutes, 47 seconds. Going back for another tonight.

Ship's Log 12/28/05

2005-12-28T09:11:00.000-08:00

I ran around the lake again last night, or I should say I ran three miles around the lake and took a short cut instead of finishing it... again.... Tonight; I run the whole thing, even if my foot falls off or something even worse happens.

Hi Everybody!

2005-12-27T08:19:00.000-08:00

Last week was a quiet one for me as far as blog comments go. I get my comments at emails and rarely go back and look at my actual posts after I've made them. I didn't get an comments at all last week while of vacation. I figured everybody was probably busy with the holidays and didn't have time for blogging, or, I don't know, nobody liked me anymore. Anyway, I got to work this morning and found that our trusty spam filter has been neatly removing all blog comments from my inbox. THANKS spam filter! HELLO everybody else!

Running; starting to dig it again. I woke up this morning and one of the first thoughts that popped up was, "Today, I get to run!" This elicited a feeling not unlike what I imagine makes dogs yip and bite at the air. I didn't do that but I might have if the baby hadn't been asleep.

Merry Christmas

2005-12-24T16:34:00.000-08:00

Thomas Runner
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to runners young and old and everywhere!

Vegas Trivia

2005-12-23T18:01:00.000-08:00

????
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Can you name the mystery man who was a competitor in the first Ultimate Fighting Championship and also was there at the Vegas Marathon finish line?

My cuz picked him out of the crowd.

A post actually about running

2005-12-17T17:40:00.000-08:00

Ran my favorite lake run last night - 3.7 miles. My muscles and cardio felt great. The joints and ligaments were a bit creaky today, however. I guess there is something to this recover stuff after all.

New target: Year-to-Year 5k fun run on 12/31 - See you there

Runners who Rock

2005-12-17T17:24:00.000-08:00

Mark tagged me to complete a post about three runners who rock. According to Mark I rock for having completed the Vegas Marathon and helped the group get our shirts designed and produced. Thanks Mark! I'm still pretty excited about having run a marathon. I have a secret cigar box stashed that has little tokens and mementos that mean a lot to me - my dog tags, my badge, the bracelet I wore in the hospital when my son was born - that sort of thing. Now my box has some bling as well. Vegas Baby!

Runners who rock; thats an easy one and hard one at the same time. My father (not a blogger) ran marathons throughout my childhood, thereby letting me grow up knowing I could too. I never had an doubt that I could finish my own marathon. Thanks Dad! My wife, on the other hand, gets credit for getting me up and running in my adult life. If I didn't have her healthy influence in my life I probably wouldn't be sitting at the keyboard now. Thanks babe!

Three runner/blogger people to whom I am indebted; Danny Farkas, for running his first marathon a few weeks ahead of me with such enthusiasm and attention. It was fun to watch him ahead of my own big day. Thanks Danny! Partyrunner and Drew share as spot as my virtual training buddies leading up to Vegas. Many a dark training day I might not have made it out there had it not been for the fact that I would then have to admit my lameness online. Thanks guys! Last but not least is another team - two guys who seem incapable of not replying to every comment and who get up and run even when they don't want to and so help me do the same - Jon in Michigan and Flatman in Texas.

Meme Post; Nothing Running Related Here

2005-12-14T10:34:00.000-08:00

Riona tagged me and Brit. Thought I'd do my duty before Brit snarfed up Keith and 'Talia...

Write 5 random facts about yourself, and then list the names of 5 people whom you in turn infect. Also, leave a post to these people letting them know they have been infected.

1. I have three ear lobes. Its true - on one the right, and two on the left.

2. I speak three languages

3. I used to be a cop

4. I am mildly dyslexic but love to read.

5. I'm tone deaf, can't carry a tune in a bucket, or get the hang of the 1, 2, 3, 4 thing when dancing but when I'm alone in the car, I sing it out loudly - never in front of other people.

I also tag Partyrunner, and LJ, who because she refuses to have her own blog, is hereby directed to make her post as a comment somewhere

Reasons to run

2005-12-10T21:05:00.000-08:00

I feel pretty good today - completely recovered from running a marathon last Sunday. I worked a half day, did some Christmas shopping, and visited the pottery studio. After that I cut, split and hauled five loads of firewood. I have five foot lengths in the shed that I cut up throughout the winter instead of having to do all the work in the summer. The stairs are five up, a landing and then twelve more. Each load is in a four foot long tub that when filled is about all I can manage to hold in my arms and still walk up the stairs. I did five loads and quit because of lack of light, not because I broke a sweat or was even remotely tired.

So that’s one good reason to keep running. Last winter, five loads would have made me very tired. Like Drew, I want to keep up with my kids, and hopefully my grandkids. I don't want to live my life in a state of weakness where something as simple as swinging a splitting maul or walking up a flight of stairs makes me tired. Eventually I will die, but as the quote on Will's site goes, "Death catches us all, but when he catches up with me, that bastard is going to be sweaty and out of breath."

thoughts

2005-12-09T21:40:00.000-08:00

Part of me wants to wake up tomorrow, put on the gear, hydrate, dig out the iPod, and set out in search of my next 26.2. Another part of me wants to go out to the pottery studio and fire the pots I was out there last throwing. Still another wants to get to work on the room under (de)construction. About the only thing agreed upon at this point is a full night's sleep.

Race report Rehash

2005-12-09T15:47:00.000-08:00

Well, I ran a marathon on Sunday. Today is Friday. This morning I came outside, walked down the 17 stairs to the street, got the paper, and came back up them without remembering what I did on Sunday. I’m feeling pretty good. If this keeps up, I might even start running again (get nuts!).

I’m still walking around with my medal in my jacket pocket. I keep the ribbon tightly folded over the medal like a tri-corner folded flag and usually have it between thumb and forefinger while walking from one place to another. Make any mention of the race and I’m sure to pull it out to show you.

Super Jeff
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Jeff documenting the action

Today I feel pretty much like normal. Yesterday I felt a sort of a disappointment I couldn’t really pin down. I think I trained really hard, for many moons, ran and incredibly long and hard race, and then had a lot of people make a big deal about it. It was exciting and gratifying, but then we all went back to business as usual and I think I was unconsciously feeling like, “Hey, remember the big deal??”

As for the actual race report I never go around to finishing; nothing all that eventful occurred before about mile 18. I was running strong, feeling great, and getting about 30 seconds lower per mile than I had expected. Brooks ran up and introduced himself. We ran together briefly but then I lost him again.

Keith
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Action shot

At mile 17 I caught up with the pit crew. I wasn’t feeling as chipper as I had at mile 7. I still had 9.2 miles to go to get finished. They would be a looonnnnggg nine miles. At mile 18, I saw Super Jeff who asked me if I needed anything. Thanks Jeff!

Right about the same time, Drew materialized on my left and introduced himself. He was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt. We only spoke briefly as he was looking for his family who were at supposed to be coming up any step now. Its funny how your mental images of people build up based on the words they write. I imagined him as being skinnier and shorter but he actually looked sort muscle bound. Was there an East coast accent there too? Hard to tell when you only exchange a few words and are in a mental state where complex tasks like simple addition and subtraction are becoming more difficult.

Wheelchair Competitors
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

As we were passing one of the wheelchair guys on a hill, lots of people were cheering for him and yelling out things like, "Way to go William!" and "Hang in there William!" I didn't hear anyone saying squat when he flew by us on the downhill.

I ran on by myself, down into the long straight downhill. I hit all the hydration stations but, nevertheless, became increasingly thirsty and tired. Picking ‘em up and putting ‘em down was turning into a chore. I turned my iPod on for the first time, hoping to distract myself with NPR podcasts. I had purposefully stocked many hours of my favorite podcasts for just such an eventuality and then back filled the rest of the drive with music files incased all my podcasts somehow turned out to be stinkers. Unfortunately, the stupid thing would only play the same five gangsta rap tracks, which weren’t helping me any. No matter whether I chose shuffle mode or advance to next track, all I got was obscenities and misogyny. At about mile 22 I turned the stupid thing off. I’m still mad at it and it is currently still grounded (jammed in the bottom of my gym bag). Without the iPod, which I used successfully throughout my training, I was stuck alone with my own thoughts.

Despite taking Goo every 45 minutes and Gatorade every other water stop, I must have been starting to dip down into low blood by this time. At about mile 23 I missed the hydration all together when my hand dropped three cups handed to me before I could clamp down on them. I ran on in disgust. Apparently there were Taiko drums somewhere in this stretch – Taiko drums are huge and were used by the feudal era Japanese like a telegraph and to direct the movement of military units on the battlefield. I love Taiko drums but I didn’t even hear them that day.

Reeelly Early in Vegas
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

It looks a lot cooler in real life - the desert at dawn.

As we came through the Frank Sinatra underpass and made our final turn to start towards the Mandalay Bay and the finish line, I made my fatal mistake. I looked up, saw the casino, and thought to myself, “Oh good, I only have to run to there.” Have you ever driven across the desert, looking at the mountains in the distance that never seem to get any closer, no matter how far you drive? That’s what was happening as I slowly trudged towards the big green casino. I couldn’t do it. I stopped and walked. Suddenly Drew was at my side again, encouraging me to start running again. I did and ran ahead of him, but eventually stopped and walked again until he caught up with me. This happened several times, I lost count. The last time I looked up and saw him about 15 feet ahead of me. I started running again and saw the course veering to the right and towards the oh so delicious finish line. I ran by Drew, slapping him on the back and trying to say something encouraging that probably came out sounding like “HAMMINAAAARRRGGh” I never saw him again, heard anyone cheering for me, or was aware of anything besides the process of picking up one foot and then the other. Drew’s time was within seconds of mine so I know he must have been with me the rest of the way but I had the mental capacity of a grapefruit by then. Keith had to come get me and lead me out of the enclosure and over to the support crew. Steve peeled an orange for me. After I sat and ate it I felt immediately better. Within 30 minutes I had my brain back but the body was shot.

I was so happy and grateful just to be able to stand or sit still. I was hugging everybody. At the time I remember thinking, “I hope Partyrunner and her sis don’t think I’m a freak!” but all seemed to go well.

Afterwards pizza-beer-sleep-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz the end.

Keith and my Ear
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Marathon Recap

2005-12-05T11:46:00.000-08:00

The Start
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I’ll try to keep my race report short. A lot of the observations I had have already been reported by my brother and sister bloggers who ran Vegas.

My stats according to the Forerunner:
Time run: 4:05:47
Distance Traveled: 26.33 (including running out into the bushes a couple of times)

fireworks
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Calories burned: 4539

Other Stats:
Most number of buffet visits in one 24 hour period: 3
# beers drank b4 run: too many
After racing: too many

Yellow, Orange, Red, in steady progression
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I don't know
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Mile Times:

Mile 1 – 7:48 Mile 11 – 9:10 Mile 21 – 9:07

Mile 2 – 12:23 (!!) Mile 12 – 8:55 Mile 22 – 8:49

Mile 3 – 9:28 Mile 13 – 9:14 Mile 23 – 9:09

Mile 4 – 9:53 Mile 14 – 8:55 Mile 24 – 9:52

Mile 5 – 9:56 Mile 15 – 8:47 Mile 25 – 10:12

Mile 6 – 11:00 Mile 16 – 8:48 Mile 26 – 10:21

Mile 7 – 9:25 Mile 17 – 8:51 Mile .2 – 1.33

Mile 8 – 8:36 Mile 18 – 9:41 .

Mile 9 – 8:45 Mile 19 – 8:59 .

Mile 10 – 8:43 Mile 20 – 9:13 .

Aack! Tidal Wave! Everybody Run!
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

All in all it was an awesome experience – one of a handful I’ve had in life so far I’d say – definitely in the top five hardest things I’ve ever done. We got in Thursday night and left Monday afternoon. Thursday night we were alone – no kid, no friends, no family, aloooonnnnneeee. It was very nice because it happens so rarely. Friday and Saturday we had plenty of time to sample the attractions of Vegas. I think I got my fill of that town for a good long time. Despite all the last minute plan changes Saturday, we got to have a nice meal and meet with the blog people and then get to bed by nine. I slept from about 10 to 4 and amazingly didn’t stress too much. By the time I got to the lobby at 4:20, Jeff the super trooper had already been waiting for me there a half hour. He had the traffic figured out and deposited me at Mandalay by 4:30. I mostly sat inside for next hour drinking complimentary warm water.

Pursued by the little people
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Pursued by the Little People:
I had just stolen a golden head from one of their temples and they were trying to stick me with poison darts.

To the woman who told me not to peek while she and I peed behind some construction equipment at about mile 4; I didn’t

To the five women who were walking with their arms interlocked at mile 5; please let me know what marathons you will be obstructing in the future so I can not run them.

Checking my pace
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Did this a lot... I think this was around mile 18 and I think thats DREW behind me.

Mile 13???
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

When was it we ran under the boom arm photographer. I tried not to have my tongue hanging out.

Either really pissed off or chocking down goo
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

Goo makes me want to hurl and yet gives me the energy to keep going - its a love/hate thing...

As the others have already attested, the run itself was amazing. I think they should have done a better job of organizing the start. Maybe instead of telling us how cool it was to have been an Olympian competitor, the announcer could have spent more time telling the walkers to get to the back and the faster runners to the front. Nevertheless, by the time the first runners were away, I was finding a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye – just for being allowed to be involved in something so cool – an emotion that revived itself regularly between the start and about mile 18.

Stay Tuned - Real race report to follow...

PICT0730
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

At this point (mile 7), I loved the whole world.

PICT0728
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

She was so cute with her orange ribbons and her blogger shirt.

Get it off me!
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

I think Black Beard the Pirate may be immediately to the left of 'Talia.

I think at this point she is getting goo and Advil. I'm not sure.

PICT0723
Originally uploaded by gene_poole.

The Thank You Post

2005-12-05T11:34:00.000-08:00

Training for and then running my first marathon was a lot of things, and I'll talk more about that in my next post, but first I'd like to try to try to express my gratitude to the people who helped me get there.

My wife and family made a lot of sacrifices so that I could train and come to the event. Thank you baby.

I still can't quite comprehend how generous two people can be. Jeff and smsmh drove to Vegas from San Diego, not to run the race, but just to help us runners. Thats an incredibly long way to come, both in time and money. They took us to dinner the night before the race, picked me up in the morning at my hotel and drove me to the race, and then ferried family members to different way points throughout the race. After I finished, I was driven to food and then deposited at my hotel within hobbling distance of the hot tub. Thanks guys! It was hard, but would have been incredibly harder without your support.

All the RBFers that gave me advice and support along the way made things so much easier as well. At about mile 24, I hit the wall big time. Suddenly, Drew was there, encouraging me to dig deeper and keep running. I stopped and walked briefly a couple of times after that and I'm not sure I could have ran in the last mile if he hadn't have been there to keep me going.

Thanks to Riona for blogcasting the event. I felt so special!

Signs of Life

2005-12-05T11:12:00.000-08:00

Hello Everyone! Just a quick note to say that we're alive and kicking. I'm sitting in the wireless lounge at the Vegas convention center right now with Keith, 'Talia and Brit. I'll right a lot more about yesterday soon. It was one of the most exciting days of my life so far and I still have a lot of thoughts buzzing around in my head that need time to settle into something coherent.

Scott's done! 4:10:19

2005-12-04T10:23:00.000-08:00

LV Marathon Update

2005-12-04T10:18:00.000-08:00

SCOTT DENNIS, 04:05:47 (chiptime) @ Final time (unofficial):
powered by Devine Racing.

PartyRunner's FINISHED! 4:02:03!!!!!!!!!

2005-12-04T10:10:00.000-08:00

Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LV Marathon Update

2005-12-04T10:04:00.000-08:00

SCOTT DENNIS, 03:52:12 (chiptime) @ 40K mark:
powered by Devine Racing.

10AM: Into the final mile!

2005-12-04T10:00:00.000-08:00

PartyRunner's 40K split: 3:49:18

2005-12-04T09:54:00.000-08:00

Overall results

2005-12-04T09:42:00.000-08:00

N NAME TIME PACE CTZ
1 STEPHEN KIOGORA 02:11:56 5:01 KEN
2 TITUS MUNJI 02:13:19 5:05 KEN
3 TEKESTE KEBEDE 02:14:36 5:08 ETH
4 GIMMA TOLA 02:14:49 5:08 ETH
5 ARAYA HAREGOT 02:15:29 5:10 ETH

Women:

1 ADRIANA FERNANDEZ 02:32:13 5:48 MEX
2 GALINA BOGOMOLOVA 02:32:13 5:48 RUS
3 DOROTA GRUCA 02:32:14 5:48 POL
4 NUTA OLARU 02:32:37 5:49 ROM
5 IRINA SAFAROVA 02:33:34 5:51 RUS

Where are they now?

2005-12-04T09:37:00.000-08:00

They're just coming up on mile 23, which means that they're rounding out to run up the back of the strip. Home stretch!

LV Marathon Update

2005-12-04T09:34:00.000-08:00

SCOTT DENNIS, 03:21:45 (chiptime) @ 35K mark:
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