is.that.what.you.call.tact

You’re as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let’s end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever

What’s going on everybody? Gotta love a little Brand New when you’re
frustrated. I’m frustrated because I wrote a nice long update and my
website "ate it" so to speak. Oh well, instead you’re going to get the
super quick mini-update
here. I’ve got a whole lot going on, so I’ll bring you up to speed as
best as I can. Since we’re done with b-ball, this has been my first
official week of marathon training and I’ve upped the mileage a little
bit. I know that you’re only supposed to up the volume about 10% a
week, but I’m being dangerous/stupid and over-doing it a little. If I
wind up getting hurt, it is absolutely nobody’s fault but my own and
you can point me back to my post from March 11th to make fun of me. I
haven’t had any injuries yet, though, so I don’t know why I won’t be
alright. I’ve been running and doing a lot of cross training. It’s not
like I’m coming straight off the couch like two years ago when I
started running. The goal a little over three months from now is to be
able to say I’m a Boston-qualified marathoner and it’s going to take
some hard training if I’m to get from where I am right now to that
point.
When it comes to running, I think a majority of things you read in
magazines and online are incredibly conservative. I know my body better
than Runner’s World or Running Times, so why should I let Jeff Galloway
or some other self-proclaimed expert tell me that I’m going to be
better off training this way or that way. I think if you ever want to
get into running (or any form of working out, I guess), do yourself a
favor and educate yourself. Read absolutely everything you can and then
figure out what works for you. I suppose I’m being hyprocritical giving
away advice saying you shouldn’t always take advice. Of course this
doesn’t bother me, but if you think I’m a moron, the address bar is
right above your current eyeline.
Anyways, March 15th of this year will mark the two year anniversary of
my first road race. I ran the St. Patrick’s Day 5k in Moorhead. I
honestly remember it like it was yesterday. This story will sound funny
considering I’m hoping to run a 3:10 marathon in a few short months. I
wasn’t always a decent runner, though. There were a few people
sleeping on random couches at our house from the night earlier as my
roommates had a small get together, so I had to be quite leaving around
7:00 in the AM. The start was only about 3 blocks away from my house
but being ridiculously lazy, I drove over to the starting line. I think
the race started around 8 AM, so I did a few warm ups and a few
stretches. Part of what I have grown to love about races is listening
to other people just talking running. Back then, though, I had no clue
as to what marathoners were all about. A few people were talking about
running 10 miles for Grandma’s training and I thought they were
absolutely absurd. Who runs 10 miles for fun? Little did I know…
Anyways, right before the race started, I turned up the tunes on my new
Nike MP3 player and got going. I had actually never ran outside before,
so I honestly had no idea what I was doing. All of my running consisted
of going around 6-6.5 mph on a treadmill while taking a few walking
breaks whenever I needed one. So, the race started and all was going
well until I hit about mile 2. I was absolutely dying, so I stopped to
tie my shoe as people ran by me in droves. I’m sure they had to know
what I was *really* doing (sucking wind/trying to catch my breath), but
I fought through it as best as I could and finished in a fantastic time
of 26:06 or right around 8:24/mile. I actually almost threw up after
the race. I had to lay on the grass for about 20 minutes. I got my
t-shirt and I went home to have some breakfast. My roommates were just
waking up and were surprised that I actually woke up in time to go for
a run. I’ve since cut nearly 7 minutes off my 5k time. I can’t help but
saying I’m quite proud of how far I’ve come as a runner…
This weekend, I have seemingly a billion and a half things I’d like to
get done. If I had the time, I’d like to paint my living room, kitchen
and/or bedroom, but that’s just not going to happen yet. I’m coaching
basketball on Saturday – I’d like to get a few W’s, but who knows.
Anyways, I originally wrote about another page or so, but it’s gone.
Check back this weekend. I might try to repost some of it if I get a
chance…

If you’re out on your bike tonight, as always, do wear white,

-B-