Rain Day

Well weather didn't permit me to run this AM, as it was not just raining but lightening, so I guess well have to run manana then skip a day.

Morning Hell

Wow, so even getting out of bed today was a stretch. This going to bed at 1 AM isn't going to cut it. Today called for 7 miles and with a finishing temperature of 77 degrees, the run went fairly well. Pretty cool how the mind works, in respect to zoning out parts of which you don't want to consciously think about, subconsciously. My inside ankle and shins started hurting pretty early on but around mile 4/5 I had pretty much forgot about them even being there. Lets see what tomorrow brings with my 7 manana.

Blogs

Well this kinda bites, I just found out that all my blogs which I thought had been saved to my phone, were never saved or deleted.  Only thing to do know is to keep posting from here out.  Some of those blogs talked about my music selection, equipment, and of course how I actually felt on those days with distances and times posted.  Oh well.  I have decided to get off the marathon schedule and do what worked for me last time around when I ran my 26.2.  Last year I did something which I found out was very unconventional but for some reason worked, which was running 7 miles every day without a day off.  Now I plan on tweaking this a bit by running the same schedule of Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, and Sunday's.  My version is going to be 7 miles on those days with my long day, Sunday, me running 13 miles.  Part of my decision was based on the fact that some of the Olympic marathon runners have opted not to run in the Chicago Marathon, I guess they didn't want to lose to me, lol.  Their reasons came down to it being to short of a period of time to be in optimal performance to let the body heal in time.  They are professionals and run about twice as fast as myself, so I'm sure they know what they are doing.  My decision is based on my internal motivation which has helped me run, meaning when I ran my first 26.2, I had no formal training, it was on a treadmill and I managed to finish without stopping, except for my 60 sec restroom break, which I will provide details for in a later post.  I just want to finish, and the keys to me finishing my run in Chicago, is music, proper stretching, and people cheering on the 45,000 plus running in the race.  Adios punks, till tom.

August 14, 2014

Just finished 3 miles after not having have run for a week. Felt minor right side craps, upper right arm pain, and right foot inside ankle pain. With less than 53 days until, my only concern is the ankle pain. Plan is to buy some new running shows to see if that fixes it, maybe ones I have now are worn down. Plan is also to get on eating schedule to ensure healthy body instead of shit I'm doing now of eating minor portions of crap and only once a day.

Death

With 56 days until the Chicago Marathon, for some strange reason, the possibility of death from running in the marathon has come into my mind. Its weird as to why anyone would want to think of that possibility happening but as a realistic person, knowing that, it does exist. I don't consider myself the most fit or well trained but do believe I have trained enough to finish the race. Even last August when I ran my 26.2, on the treadmill at Wyatt's gym, I remember thinking the night before what if this happens, but I managed to push the idea aside and finish what I had set out to do. I was reading news article about a 30 year old Claire Squires, from England who passed at the 25 mile mark of the London Marathon this year. Her cause of death has been ruled due to irregular heartbeat, something preexisting. I myself have never gone to a doctor for anything outside of a grade school required medical, so how am I to know of any preexisting heart conditions. I have ran in some pretty serious heat and managed to do fine, I believe only once did it become excess where I was seeing stars, or bright flashes. Hopefully the temperatures that day will be in the upper 50's with highs in the mid 60's around finish time. I don't know if this alone could prevent death but it sure would help with heart failure due to it being overworked or cooked. So it raises the question? How would I want to be remembered, what thoughts would I want people to have or what things for them to say about me? I guess you can't control what they say or believe as long as they know that any wrong doing on my behalf was unintentional. Hell I know I deserve everything that has ever happened to me but believe me when I say it that everynight I go to sleep thanking the man upstairs for having another day to live and giving me the chance to be a better person the next day. I guess I really wouldn't anyone to cry for me, or even know if anyone would shed a tear for me but rather think of the fun times, the stupid moments, the intelligent conversations, and ways I tried to help or did.

14 Miles

Well today was Mother's day and lets just say we got it handed to us at work, very badly. After going through such day at work, I really didn't want to do my run but I did. I had prepared throughout the day by eating tilapia, rice and a Dr Pepper for lunch and 12 shrimp with small portion of rice for dinner at 4 PM. I came home, showered and managed to get to the gym by 11:10PM. After 13 minutes of stretching I set out for the 14 miles. With new running shoes in tow, I was very pleased with the run. Normally at mile 2/3 my shins are hurting, but not today. My only discomfort was in my shoulder region of my arms at about mile 5-8 and again starting at mile 11. Maybe next time I will stretch my arms more. I managed to weigh myself commando style and the scale said I was at 159.4. Not bad but 21 lbs off of where I hope to be at come race day. Quite tired as opposed to my last runs of 12 or greater, hopefully my runners high doesn't kick in so I can get a good rest.

Wednesday May 2

First early morning run in over 5 weeks and it feels great. After a very stiff stretch session, the run went without a hitch. Drank 2 16 oz cups of my mojito water. Just when the run was getting boring, and irritated by the guy who gets on the eliptical behind my hampsterwheel, Metallica-Whiskey In A Jar came on, nothing like a jolt of adrenaline from wanting to be in a room with women, lines of coke and bottles of Jack Daniels on the trashy motel room floor. Mind you, I've never done cocaine and hate Jack Daniels, idk kinda be awesome to be a rockstar??? Till tom.