"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."

Friday, January 25, 2008

Tidbits

As I sat and contemplated the fact that my job, while certainly necessary, often stands in the way of my true desires, I began to reflect on occupations in general. And as is often the case, this single thought soon morphed into another as my mind randomly leapt from one unrelated subject to the next.

The results follow:

Most people do not like their jobs. Instead they view their chosen occupation as little more than the means to an end, a necessary evil, the vehicle which provides the ability to periodically indulge in that which they do indeed love.

Those who do truly love their jobs are fortunate but few.

The inherent joy brought by a grandchild is by design, indescribable.

A puppy is the only creature alive that remains cute even after repeatedly pooping in the middle of the kitchen floor.

True friends are few and not to be taken for granted.

All people want a better life but many are unwilling to make the sacrifices and take the necessary risks to improve their circumstances.

The more I wear a tie, the more I’m convinced they should go the way of the 8-Track tape.

Parties are more fun when hosted by someone else.

Wearing the same running clothes for three consecutive days takes me to an entirely new level of grossness.

Hindsight is often cruel.

Crossword puzzles are a healthy addiction.

No matter how tired I am or how good the bed feels, getting up in the morning and going for a run seems to always be worth it.

Finding the perfect birthday card is proof that God exists.

As a rule, professional athletes are profoundly overrated and grossly overpaid.

People who willingly appear on programs such as the Jerry Springer Show, embarrass the entire human race.

Birthdays should always be remembered and acknowledged.

Few things in life top a well told story.

Golf is the quintessential exercise in personal growth.

Affordable Health Care is the biggest oxymoron of this century.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

I Did Not Run Today - I Shoveled

The weather forecast for today called for sleet and freezing rain.





I believe they missed it.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Seldom Is It Just Black Or White

“Self doubt can be an ally. This is because it serves as an indicator of aspiration. It reflects love, love of something we dream of doing, and desire, desire to do it. If you find yourself asking yourself (and your friends) ‘Am I really a writer? Am I really an artist?’ chances are you are. The counterfeit innovator is wildly self confident. The real one is scared to death.”
– Steven Pressfield

I came across this quote some time ago and it appealed to me on several levels. Consequently I promptly tucked it away in my “I’ll use this someday” file. Well, today is the day. Having worked for the past twenty years in a profession in which an inflated sense of self confidence and ego are essentially considered to be pre-requisites to success, I had never before considered any merit to be associated with self doubt.

On the contrary, self doubt was (and is) viewed in my profession, as in many others, as an indication of weakness, incompetence and failure. Therefore, while on life’s stage it lay safely (?) buried beneath a thin veneer of false bravado.

And while in many ways, this technique seemed to serve me well, I now recognize this method of dealing with self confidence issues as one fraught with pitfalls and one I’ve employed throughout all aspects of my life. What I have come to see is that by dealing with these issues in this manner, I created an internal environment which would inevitably collapse.

And eventually, it did.

And when it did, it forced me to open my eyes and think about myself and my way of thinking in a different context.

It forced me to be honest with myself.

It forced me to change.

And as a result, among other things, I now view self confidence and self doubt as two sides of the same coin, constantly complementing one another and keeping one another in check. I now know how important it is to remain alert so that one never allows the other to get out of hand.

I now realize these two states of consciousness are not mutually exclusive, but are instead mutually beneficial.

In other words, each is important in order to maintain balance in life.

Beth may tell you I completely forget about this when we play backgammon as I tend to get a tad (well, more than a tad) cocky, but believe me, it’s never been clearer to me in my life.

I suppose I’ve always known life isn’t only black or white but somehow, somewhere, I forgot for awhile.

It’s good to have the gray back in my life.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

A Unique View


Steve is an old friend from my days in the U.S. Coast Guard. We served together aboard the USCGC Midgett in the mid 1970's.

We only reconnected within the past year and in doing so, I discovered his unique ability to capture much more than just the subject matter in a photo.

To view more, visit:

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Trick or Treat

Lei Lei was Jasmine.

Popeye was goofy.

And Meme was Meme.

Friday, November 09, 2007

26.2

Depending on which report one reads, somewhere between one and two percent of the U.S. population has successfully completed a marathon. On October 28th, I joined this small group of people when I, along with 30,000 other runners stepped across the starting mat of the 32nd Annual Marine Corp Marathon in Washington D.C.

To say it was an amazing experience would be a gross understatement.

Everything from the densely packed start to the semi-isolation of the 4 mile Haines Point loop to the triumphant finish beneath the inflatable arches was in a word, remarkable. And even though I felt I was well prepared physically, I was completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the energy, adrenaline and excitement emanating from the multitudes of people, both in the race as well as along the course. Welcome shouts of encouragement and support from well wishers echoed throughout the 26.2 miles providing me and others with that little something extra when we needed it the most.

Completing this event signified the achievement of a personal goal; a goal quite frankly, I never even considered until a year ago. But more importantly, to do so in partnership with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society’s Team In Training program represented the true significance of this accomplishment.

For the past twenty years TNT, the world's largest endurance sports training program, has provided coaching and support for people like me to cross the finish line at marathons, cycling and triathlon events. In doing so, over 340,000 participants have raised more than $800 million to help blood cancer patients live better, longer lives.

Pretty impressive numbers which have produced very impressive results.

Such as advanced treatments, in-depth research and exceptional patient services; all resulting in lower mortality rates and a better quality of life for those individuals and families affected by blood cancers.

These diseases affect 1 out of every 5 people in this country and my brother-in-law, Billy Obenchain is one of them. For the past 6 years he has battled lymphoma and it was in his honor that I signed on with TNT.

And while I understood and believed in the mission of this organization, it wasn’t until the pre-race pasta party that I came to fully comprehend the Go Team spirit of Team In Training. As my wife Beth and I arrived at the hotel with our group and began to make our way towards the large conference room which would serve as our dining area, an increasingly loud roar filled the halls. The closer we got, the louder it became until we rounded a corner to see a large crowd of smiling TNT supporters, coaches, mentors and staff, all holding signs, clanging bells and cheering for us.

It was unbelievably emotional and incredibly inspiring and as we entered the room, we listened as the din of applause continued unabated as the next group arrived. This kept on until all 667 TNT participants, along with their guests were finally seated.

As we “carbed up” and got to know one another, our first speaker was introduced and came to the podium. Runner’s World columnist and TNT spokesperson, John “The Penguin” Bingham treated the crowd to his own brand of runner’s humor combined with the Society’s never ending message of perseverance, determination and confidence in the ultimate goal; a cure.

And in a short while, he introduced Lynn Oudekerk, a woman who’s self described ordinary life abruptly changed seven years prior with a single phone call. The call was one informing her of a conclusive diagnosis of Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Her ensuing battle took her through the rigors of both physical and emotional pain and in the process; she lost her ability to enjoy her ordinary life. But with a lot of help and support, she came out on the other side. And on this night, she stood before us as a testament to the success of the efforts of those who helped raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.

When asked by some of her friends why she was running her second marathon, she replied, “Because I can and seven years ago, I could barely walk across the room.”

She concluded her talk by expressing her gratitude to those who raised money in support of the Society’s mission but as evidenced by the standing ovation she received; it was we who were grateful to her for sharing her story. And throughout the race the following day, I was equally grateful for the many TNT supporters who were quick to shout encouragement to every purple shirt clad runner who passed by.

When I finished the marathon, I was very proud to have accomplished my goal and grateful for all the help I received along the way.

My TNT coach, Mike Arrington drove 35 miles from Blacksburg every Saturday morning to meet and run with me at 5am and my family, friends and co-workers continually encouraged me, even though at times I’m sure they all thought I was nuts.

In addition, I appreciate the encouragement received from the blogging community; specifically Amy’s Running Life who always found time to offer words of support even while her youthful energy kept her running full speed while working full time, attending classes and planning her upcoming wedding.

And also Fe-Lady who continually demonstrates that being over fifty in no way means you’re over the hill. There have been many mornings during the past six months when reading her blog has helped me overcome the “I just don’t want to do this today” mentality.

I’m very grateful to you both.

But by far, my biggest supporter and asset was, and is my wife.

She stood by me during all the months of training making sure I was always well fed, properly hydrated and reasonably well rested.

She reassured me when I had doubts of my own.

She jumped on and off the Metro in D.C. so she could cheer me on at various locations along the route and she (perhaps too gleefully) dumped bags of ice into the tub afterwards so as to hasten my recovery.

Thank you Beth, I love you and I couldn’t have done this without you.

Along with this sense of pride in accomplishment is also the pride of being a member of Team In Training. It is an association I will always treasure and the true significance of Go Team! will never diminish.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

The Finish

Bib No 29111
Age 51
Gender Place 10548
Division Place 919
Overall Place 16336
Finish Time 05:21:39.00








more to follow ....

Monday, October 22, 2007

Training Time


For the past six months I have trained on average, 5 days a week, rising most mornings before dawn.

When I began training, the temperatures were brisk, the trees only beginning to bud and the pre-dawn darkness remaining throughout the workout.

As the days turned into weeks and the first light of morning came earlier and earlier, I saw spring’s beauty unfold followed by the oppressive heat of July and August.

And now, I’m back where I began; cooler temperatures, falling leaves and darkness throughout the run.

It’s been quite a journey and in some ways, I’m amazed at how quickly the time has passed. The biggest surprise however, is how much time has been consumed by this endeavor. Having never trained for a marathon, I had no point of reference to measure the time required. It isn’t only the hours spent running which takes up a great deal of time. It’s also the hours spent recovering.

I discovered as the mileage increased, the fatigue factor compounded. What once constituted a full night’s sleep thereby sufficiently restoring the body, became grossly inadequate. As a result, additional time was needed for rest, both to sleep as well as to just sit and stare blankly into space.

And this all consuming enterprise hasn’t only impacted me. It's effected Beth also, as much of what she has done over the past six months has revolved around making sure I was properly fed, adequately hydrated and reasonably rested. And she has done a fantastic job. In fact, I would not have made it this far without her help and support.

Recently after reading an article in Runner’s World magazine, I mentioned the New York City marathon as a potential goal for 2008.

Beth was quick to point out that 2009 might be a better idea as our time together during the past six months, while very good, has been extremely limited as a result of the marathon training.

At first, my response was to say this was my decision but the truth is, she’s absolutely right. Making the decision to take on a challenge such as this isn’t only mine to make. It’s ours because we’re a team.

And as race day draws near, I’m glad she will be there to share this part of the experience with me as well. Right now I’m both nervous and excited. To do something one’s never done is good. To do something one never considered possible is great.

Thanks to all of you for your support and encouragement and look for a full report in the coming weeks.

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Twenty Two


It's taper time.

My Team In Training coach says the adrenaline will carry me the additional 4.2 miles.

I sure could have used some this morning.

Feel free to innundate me with all manner of confidence building inspiration.

I believe I will need all I can get.

Thanks.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Growing Up Too Fast


Popeye's angel on her first day of pre-school.

Nineteen

There was a day when if someone told me I would be doing this,
I would have thought them insane.

Now most of my (non-running) friends think I am insane.

Just goes to show - sanity is relative.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Two Words

Mistakes and Regrets:

Two simple words whose depth of meaning belie their simple syllabic form.

Two small words which carry vast burdens of oppressive weight.

Two short words whose import are both eye opening and life changing.

Two words I carry with me.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Eighteen

Last week was supposed to be a “step back” week with a long run of only 10 miles however following the mid-week run on Wednesday and Thursday, my right knee began to give me a bit of a problem.

By Friday, I was walking about like Chester from Gunsmoke (telling my age here) and so on the advice of my TNT coach I stepped off instead of back.

I did not run last Saturday nor the following Monday. On Tuesday I went to the gym to cross train and on Wednesday resumed my training.

Today’s long run felt great – no knee issues.

If only I didn’t have to go to work ….




Wednesday, August 22, 2007

EL=LHSB²



Albert Einstein is perhaps the most famous scientist of this century and one of his most well-known accomplishments is the Theory of Relativity, expressed by the formula E=MC².

In this well known (albeit little understood) equation, the 'E' stands for 'energy', the 'M' for 'mass' and the 'C' for 'celeritas', which is the Latin word meaning swift and denotes the speed of light.

I am neither famous nor even close to a genius however I too have made a profound discovery:

The Theory of Relativity Related to Running.

EL=LHSB²

Extreme Lethargy = Little Hydration times Several Beers squared.

I validated this theory this morning as I slogged through 9 painfully slow miles.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Seventeen


Nothing feels quite like going where you've never gone before.