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Fuck Yeah!

on Sep 12, 2014 in Uncategorized

Just got an email that, while expected, generated a great deal of joy. My patriots day will be spent this year with 30,000 of my closest friends. It was a year to the day that I got a much different email. What a difference a year makes!

Man’s Best Friend: Now Running with Strangers

on Jul 31, 2014 in Uncategorized

Man’s Best Friend:  Now Running with Strangers

Running in London. Brilliant.

on Jul 21, 2014 in Uncategorized

One of the things I love about my job is the travel.  That’s not really true.  But one of the things that’s true about my job is that I travel.  And I do notice that running is different in different places.  The way people run in China is different than the way people run in Chinatown (in China, people seem to run very fast for very short distances, like every workout is an interval workout.  In Chinatown, that’s also true, but it’s usually dodging traffic).   I thought to myself “self, you should write about this.” I had a great family vacation in London and Berlin.  Great food.  A lot of crying children.  Not ours of course.  OK, they were ours. I got some great runs in in both cities, and I’ve run in Berlin on a couple of trips before.  I even wrote a little blog post about running in Berlin right before the Marathon in 2010, and to quote...

Day off: Training Starts now

on Feb 18, 2014 in Uncategorized

I love running. Really. Hauling my ass out of bed in the middle of the night to dodge traffic in a strange city  whose design seemingly includes no concern for pedestrian traffic flow generally or my life specifically  Dream come true. Sometimes, though, it’s hard to get up. Maybe it’s dark and cold and rainy and I’m tired and the bed is comfortable and I don’t want to run and I ran yesterday and I’ll run tomorrow extra long and sleep is important and I am a much better sleeper than I am a runner. Really, it’s a constant battle between RunningGreg and SleepingGreg. Or xBox Greg. Or Netflix Greg. There are many Gregs. One of the things that helps keep SleepingGreg at bay is having a plan.  And one of the things that guarantees a plan is running a marathon.  I’ve got one coming up.  And now I have a plan. Really, it’s not that far of a leap. I’m running the Run for the Red Marathon...

Happy New Year

on Jan 3, 2014 in Uncategorized

One thing that is making me even more nuts than usual is when someone says something horrible and then puts “happy new year” on the end of it.  Like “hey, wow, we didn’t tell you?  You’re not doing that gig.  Happy New Year!”  or “Your hotel room won’t be ready for three hours.  Happy New Year!”  or “I really had a shitty race.  Happy New Year!” I’ve been coming to Phoenix for years. I have family there, and honestly I think it’s a great place. I’m sure it’s a great place for a lot of things, but it’s an awesome place for running. For example, it’s really flat. Also, in the winter, the weather is outstanding (I understand that’s not the case in the summer. But let’s ignore that.). And there are great places to run. Like the Arizona Canal, which is a packed dirt trail next to water that goes seemingly forever. Sure,...

Suck my BQ

on Sep 25, 2013 in Uncategorized

I wanted to run Boston.  The bombing last year made we want to want it even more.  I wasn’t the only one.   Even given the more difficult standards imposed, and the fact that I’ve aged into a new division, I missed it.  I missed it by 20 seconds. The hows and whys of the mechanics of qualifying for Boston and how they decided who got in and who didn’t are too obscure for me to detail (and they are described on the web, of course).  But I feel it was fair, and the people who did get in did run faster than I did. I’m bummed though.  There is nothing like Boston.  I’ve run it twice, and I was hoping to run it again. Part of running is admitting you’re trying.  That you’re setting a goal.  That you’re executing on a plan.  The emotional capital I invested means that it’s hard to just shrug off today.  But I am hardly alone, and there...