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Its never too late to make changes!

Where has the time gone?

Adventures have been had, races have happened, 100 day running challenges have been completed, and dozens of other things have been experienced since my last “real” post almost a year ago!!! Much like many other bloggers you miss one day then two then a flippin year passes, I missed it and many times I sat down in front the computer wanting to knock out a post, but failed to produce anything maybe I was distracted or simply didn’t feel I had anything worth sharing with the world. Whatever the reason it’s not a problem unique to me, but I’m okay with that because I’m BACK.

I could do a recap of the past year, but I know I wouldn’t capture many of the details and I would probably be done with this as fast I started back up…

Soooo I picked the 2 biggies over the past year, my relationship with running and my body, which I guess go hand in hand and probably had a bigger influence on my lack of posting than I realized until just this moment.

I had seen so many other runners that had done and some still doing run streaks of consecutive days. I decided last fall that I would do my own 100 days of running with a one mile daily minimum, how hard could it be… At first no big deal school was back in session so i could go to the gym and knock out a mile or three on the treadmill or a quick run around the block again no big deal. Then I got to around 30 to 40 days and the streak started to take a toll, not on my body but my mind. It became a chore or a job not the escape that running had been in the past when I could just go out and be alone with my thoughts and enjoy the solitude. Instead now it was putting in “junk” miles just to get done plus I had a corresponding Instagram post for the day that just added to the stress, because I felt if I didn’t document it wasn’t going to count. I was becoming neurotic about it border line OCD and me and at around day 75 I knew running and I were headed for a separation very soon.  Day 100 totally by chance landed on the Ragnar Trail Relay, on last day I would at least be running for a reason besides it being the final day of the challenge. For the 30 hours out there in the desert i had a great time and did have a good time and lots of fun racing in the middle of the night, but like many relationships things couldn’t be fixed with one fun night.  I decided to focus more on hiking and exploring with the family, which was always more fun anyways. I was lucky enough to get picked up by Altra as an ambassador again and had already committed to run the Ragnar Del Sol relays in February. I had a couple runs between in month leading up to the race but was nowhere near where I needed to be for a road half marathon plus two more legs after that. To run at a level I had the year before compared to this year was another blow to my feelings about running.

Now this breakup with running happened 2 weeks before Thanksgiving and the start of the holiday season, my timing couldn’t have been any worst. Thanksgiving started with a trip to Denver and merriment was had by all, many or maybe too many adult beverage were had but one fun weekend wasn’t going to destroy my waist line. It turned out it would take a about 5 months to do that and destroy is a very relative term I guess. Happiness and being content with life can be as bad as being depressed and unhappy when it comes to making healthy lifestyle choices. Lucky for me my choices were pretty incredible before that me slipping was still healthier than most of America, but I wasn’t moving my body as I once had and now I was enjoying craft beers on a more regular basis. I wasn’t getting plastered or out of control and i don’t have a drinking problem but I do have an eating problem when I do drink and the volume of food i consumed sky rockets after a couple of beers. Again I was 95% plant-based with a couple of sushi happy hours filling that other 5% during this time of excess. I don’t know what the damage has been in pounds because I learned long ago not weigh myself when I obviously know I have gained weight, but I do know that my clothes are tighter and my times are slower. I’ve put on some weight just like millions of other people who continue to battle the bulge.

Now I have been given and amazing opportunity to “transform” again but this time I get to track and document it all for whoever wants to watch. I have the desire to run again I crave it, I have gotten some runs over the past few weeks and i felt terrible but I missed it. With the runs comes the need to fuel my body with whole foods that are water and nutritionally dense, watermelons have returned as a staple in my house. I love having the feeling of control again, know one else can force us to want to make changes, it is personal decision that comes from within.

I want everyone to see and understand its never too late to make changes, no excuses, no dwelling on the past, it’s all about today!!!

Keep Moving Forward!

Keep Moving Forward!



A little more reflection….

As I celebrate my 33rd birthday today I think about what I wrote about a couple posts ago on the subject of not controlling time. It seems that we only have personal reflection twice a year, our birthdays and New Years which I guess is like a birthday. I wonder what would happen if we had these same kind of reflections once a week or even just once a month, would we become more mindful of how we live our lives? More aware of the way we treat and judge others or the way we allow others to treat us? How much less regret or guilt would we have since we could hopefully stay ahead of actions we take that may cause these feelings? I think it’s worth a try….




Drop the EGO and Slow Down

Saturday night I was on a long 25 mile run and had roughly 5 miles left when I had the pleasure of meeting a new friend who was in a state of boozie bliss. I’ve learned from dealing with intoxicated people in the past that there are usually only two ways this could turn out, 1. he was going to want to fight or 2. he was going to be my new best friend. Turns out there was a third option that night, as I began closing in on him he must of been inspired by my late night dedication and took off running. His initial surge quickly subsided and he pace slowed, and all of a sudden I found myself picking up my pace and 20 feet before passing him, he returned to walking. As I quickly passed still not sure how this night would turn out I gave him the universal runners head nod and in return he took his shirt off and gave me a “you think your better then me?” glare. I made it about 15 yards down the road when I was again joined by my new friend, after a few minutes of a nonsensical chat about running I knew there would be no fighting. But then out of nowhere I was filled with an overwhelming urge to show this poor drunk guy that I was a runner and I’m going to take him to the limit, maybe if this would of been a run less then 5 miles it would have been no big deal, but I was 20 miles in. Did I do the rational smart thing and just keep at my scheduled pace? NOPE!! So for the next mile and a half I’m giving this guy the business and feeling pretty good when all of a sudden he has the realization that he missed his turn and stops running turns around and walks away without another word shared between us. This is when I also realize I’m absolutely dying and I’m out of water and I’m still 3 plus miles from home, I slowly shuffle my way home wondering what I had just proven other then I was a complete moron….

What’s the point of this story?

There is a time and a place for pushing the envelope, most of the time training is not that place. Training is the base of the end goal, there has never been a medal waiting for me when I walked in the door. I know many of times wanting to speed up and pass someone faster just to “show’em” and in reality we have no idea who they are are what they are doing for training that day. What will you have to show for it? I hate being passed, but I had to get over it because I wanted and continue to strive to get better, and racing drunk guys at 10 o’clock at night doesn’t accomplish that. This need to run to your max in training isn’t specific to a new runner or a not so new one, its across the board. For new runners its usually that thing that derails the plan of running faster then anything, we either get defeated by the “forget it I can’t do this!” or worse injury. When if we just would of slowed down and realized that we are probably not Kenyan and its a process of building up. As for the seasoned runner it’s almost a bigger problem because habits are hard to break, and if mile stones have been reached why fix something that’s working. Ironically it’s not working at well as it could be, we see runners who train a ton but never show any improvements year after year, the most likely reason is they are stuck in a “grey zone” and what that means is that on prescribed hard days of training the effort isn’t hard enough, and on easy days the effort is to much and that I think has to do with ego. These specific efforts are crucial for improvement of the total race day outcome from building base to learning how to finish strong. At the end of the day I think we all need to understand the big picture of why we are putting in these efforts in the first place, it’s losing weight and getting heathy for some or setting a new PR for others. But mostly don’t race drunk guys, because they have superpowers and probably won’t remember the next day….

Slow is smooth and smooth is fast