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Some exciting news I forgot to share with you here. I’ve been mentioned in Draft Magazine as one of 12 Beer Runners to watch in 2011! Thanks to Tim (@thebeerrunner) for this honor, I will not let him down.
I sketched this Beer Runner’s Hierarchy of Needs for Beer Runner Blog earlier this year. You may need to click on the image to read my fine print scribblings.
Beer Run•ner (noun): 1. Someone equally devoted to fine beer appreciation and an active, healthy lifestyle 2. A blog by Tim Cigelske on Draftmag.com. Ex. “John downed four microbrews at the triathlon finish line. He’s a total beer runner.”
I heard this on the radio: “high of zero.” Ridiculous wind chills. This is when the (un)streak gets tested. I’m reposting this dailymile photo from my weekend run. It received some hilarious comments. If you’re not on dailymile you should be.
I discovered instagram over the weekend and had all sorts of fun with it, including this pic. It’s a free app and tons of fun.
Running haiku of the week:
Frozen eyelashes // balaclava fused to face // still nothing better.
What? You’ve never streaked? I’m talking about running, and there is actually a group of people that have done this every day for a year or more. The official definition of a running streak, as adopted by the United States Running Streak Association, is to run at least one continuous mile within each calendar day under one’s own body power.
It’s not easy. I’m on my third “streak” attempt of 2010. The first attempt was a simple goal of running every day in May. I did it. In September, I thought it might be fun to take a shot at 100 or maybe even 365 days. Unfortunately the flu stopped me at 41 days. I’m still a little disappointed about that. Here’s a dailymile screenshot from last week:
I’ve been streaking again. It’s not always a long distance, you’ll see a few 1 mile runs on the bar chart. And I’ve been using haiku to describe each run. So it has really become a funstreak. The plan? I’ll run every day until it’s no longer fun.
You can follow my (un)streak on dailymile.
I just ran 1 mile. It was day 39 of my running streak.
Last Sunday I ran 26.2 miles in 4:something. At mile 23 I didn’t think I could run 3.2 more miles. Then I thought about the easy 1 mile runs I’ve done during the running streak. How could just 1 more mile be so bad… then another 1 mile and then the final 1 mile?
I’ve been to the dentist office 3 times in the last 4 days to fix 3 root canals on 1 of my 2nd molars and my pain has not reached more than a 4 on a 10 point scale. I have an excellent dentist.
Tomorrow is 10/10/10. Today, at 6:00 o’clock it was 84 degrees so I’m drinking 1 cold 12 ounce ale.
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Grandma’s marathon — it’s the famous Minnesota marathon held in June. I’m running it in October instead.
It’s sad to write, but this week my grandma passed away at 92, the last of my living grandparents. I remember all the good times I had with her… the piles and piles of chocolate chip cookies she made me. The fun secrets we kept. The time we spent just telling stories about the old days.
Life wasn’t easy for her and I know she hit the wall more than once in her lifetime. So when I hit the wall on Summit Avenue, somewhere around mile 20 of the Twin Cities Marathon this Sunday, I know she’ll be watching and cheering me on like she always did, “go Jimmy go”… and I’ll work through the bumps just like she did for 92 years.
This marathon is for you grandma. I miss you.
Lake Wobegon is a fictional town in Minnesota, and if you’ve listened to the Prairie Home Companion, it’s the boyhood home of host Garrison Keillor. On the show Keillor says the town’s name comes from a fictional old Indian word meaning “the place where we waited all day in the rain [for you].”
The last couple days it’s been raining almost continuously, resulting in massive flooding. Here’s a recent video of what it looked like nearby… the fish swimming in the grass (min 1:25) is really a crazy image.
So the last couple days of running/biking have been through puddles and detours. We have a few more Lake Wobegons, too.
This morning I crossed 3 people on the trail. I’ve seen them before and we have never exchanged words. Today was different. Each one had something to say — about the weather, of course.
As the rain was again coming down, I asked a lady if the rest of the trail was passable. She smiled and said, “oh, sure… nothing you haven’t probably mucked through before.” So I proceeded through one of the muckiest routes I’ve ever run.
I was glad to see the dam and bridge still up and the pond looking fine for the moment, but it made me think about the ‘wobegon effect’ – the characterization of Keillor’s fictional location, where “all the women are strong, all the men are good looking, and all the children are above average.”
This was my last long run before next weekend’s Twin Cities Marathon. I feel strong, have a 20 miler in and spent hours and hours on the trail, but am I overestimating my capabilities… will I be able to bring it home on Summit avenue all the way to the capitol building in St. Paul like I estimate?