Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Week 7 - Don't Be Eatin My Grilled Cheese

Miranda is my 15 year old stepdaughter, and she has been trying to teach me the new lingo. For example, "hell to the yeah" means really good or really hot, and "ultimate fail" means something really bad. She also explained "don't get up in my grill," which I think means don't get in my face.

Well, the next day, I was struggling to remember my teen cool lingo, and somehow "don't get up in my grill" morphed into "don't be eatin my grilled cheese." Miranda now believes that I'm terminally uncool, and she doesn't want me talking to her friends. DrBubba, ultimate fail.

It was a pretty good week. As I noted last week, I ran 8.03 miles on Monday, and I didn't do another long run until Memorial Day. Instead of the Bolder Boulder, I ran 9 miles on Memorial Day. The 9 mile run was much tougher on me than it should have been, but I think I'm ready for Estes Park.

This week I completed the following.

Monday - 8.03 mile run
Tuesday - Cross-train - stairs & weight training
Wednesday - Rest
Thursday - 4.34 mile run
Friday - Cross-train - stairs & weight training
Saturday - Rest
Sunday - Rest

The chart from my Memorial Day 9 miler is shown below. My Estes Park 1/2 marathon is less than 2 weeks away. Hell to the yeah.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Week 6 - "Don't Skip The Long Runs"

When I was starting to train for marathons in 2007, I read quite a few running books along with Colorado Runner and Runner's World magazines. The quote that stuck with me, and I can't remember the source, was "whatever you do, don't skip the long runs." As I noted last week, during my weekend 50th birthday celebration, I "canned" the scheduled 10 mile long run. I conveniently ignored my mind telling me, "don't skip the long runs."

This week, I completed an easy 5 mile run on Monday and a cross-train workout on Tuesday, but Wednesday, I started feeling sick. Thinking that a day off might help, I skipped Wednesday's run, and I got really sick Thursday and Friday. Because I didn't feel tip top, I canned the scheduled 10 mile long run on Saturday and then again on Sunday. Yesterday, I really regretted not getting last week's long run in when I felt young and strong on my 50th birthday.

With the Estes Park 1/2-marathon only 3 weeks away, I decided last night that I would deliver the kids to school and try to run between 6 and 10 miles this morning. If anything, the long run would help get the yuk out of my chest from the illness.

I can now happily report that I completed a good 8.03 mile run this morning, and after changing the training plan slightly, I'm on track for a good 1/2-marathon next month.

This week I completed the following.

Monday - 5.14 mile run
Tuesday - Cross-train - stairs & weight training
Wednesday - Rest
Thursday - Sick
Friday - Sick
Saturday - Recovering from sick
Sunday - More Recovery

Not a stellar week, but I'm displaying today's chart to show all is OK.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Week 5 - Losing It

Losing It

The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

 She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...

The writer stares with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more...

Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee...

--Neal Peart (Rush)

I've never been one to appreciate lyrics. Sometimes, I can hear the lyrics and sing along, but I almost never feel the lyrics. "Losing It" was written and performed by the Canadian progressive rock band Rush in 1982 on the Signals album. And yes I had the album (as opposed to CD).

As the years have passed, I never forgot the lyrics, that is, the lyrics were always in the back of my mind. This past Saturday, May 14, 2011, I turned 50 years old, and now I really feel the lyrics.

There was a time, less than a decade ago, when I truly was one of the world's best at what I do. I was developing leading edge technologies, and I stood before audiences of tens to hundreds enlightening them. And they applauded.

It's not sad to turn 50. It's really not. But, it is sad to see and feel ability slowly fade away. That I feel every day when I start to pick up a pencil or program something "new." I agree with Neal in that it's "sadder still to watch it die than never to have known it." In other words, there is still applause, but it's only polite applause, and sometimes I think it's applause for what I did as opposed to what I'm now doing.

Enough of that old shit. Yesterday, I realized that now I'm a Grand Master.

No, that's not what Deborah calls me after a night out.

I'm officially a clydesdale Grand Master, which means that when I run the half marathon in Estes Park on June 12, I'll be in the 50-59 age group. Not that it really makes any difference, but I will be wearing a t-shirt with the following on front...

and on the back...

This week I completed the following...

Monday - 4.54 mile run
Tuesday - Cross train - Stair climber & weights
Wednesday - Rain and rest
Thursday - Rain 6.52 mile treadmill run
Friday - Rest
Saturday - Turned 50 and celebrated with Deborah
Sunday - Turned 50 Saturday and celebrated with family

No chart this week because I canned my first 50 year old long run. Next week, I'll post a 50 year old clydesdale 10 mile run chart.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Week 4 - Happy Mother's Day Deborah

All running and working out is way secondary to celebrating Deborah on Mother's Day. We had all the kids over with a big feast and presents for Deborah, which I think she liked. Unfortunately, the male stripper canceled at the last minute, so I had to substitute a fresh big green cucumber that I bought at King Sooper's for a phallic tease. Dancing to Love Rollercoaster with a packed thong/jock strap is just not my forte.

Deborah received a necklace, bracelet, and sweet smelling lotions from the girls, and all of us gave her a bike rack for her new Ford Escape and chocolate. I gave her a 24K gold-dipped and a platinum-dipped Forever Rose. Very nice.

So on with Week 4 training...

First, I officially registered for the Estes Park half-marathon on 12 JUNE 2011. Yea!

This week the weather was nice, and I had a very good training week. I completed the following.

Monday - 4.56 mile run
Tuesday - Cross train - Stair climber & weights
Wednesday - 6.01 mile run
Thursday - Rest
Friday - Cross train - Stair climber & weights
Saturday - 8.16 mile run in 1:32:28

Saturday's long run was fantastic. Not that it was easy, but rather it was fantastic that I got my ass up and completed the run along my most difficult training course. The chart below shows the "big" hill that I have to climb, and I made it up the puppy, sucked down a gel, and cruised back home. Without an emergency potty break I might add. Yea, again.

For the first time since I started training for Estes Park, I feel confident that I'll be ready on 12 JUN.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Week 3 - Snow -> Hot -> Cold

It wasn't the best week of training. I had to fly to Houston for a technical conference, which I enjoyed very much, but traveling and a heavy work schedule makes it difficult to train. I did manage to run in Houston on Wednesday evening. It was only 90°F! So it was snow last Saturday to 90°F on Wednesday and cold with snow flurries on Saturday.

Saturday's long run was OK, except for a required potty break at 6 miles. It was a rare instance when I didn't think I could make it the final mile or so with a half mile uphill run at the end, so I heeded the call of nature. I bet the prairie dogs are pissed.


This week I did the following.

Monday - Typing
Tuesday - Typing
Wednesday - 3.6 mile run 90°F in Houston, TX
Thursday - Presenting and flying
Friday - Cross train - Stair climber & weights
Saturday - 7.13 miles

The UGLY chart with potty break is shown below.