<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449</id><updated>2011-08-09T16:46:18.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day in my life...</title><subtitle type='html'>A running blog for a casual runner</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-2939129048318924122</id><published>2011-04-16T15:12:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:53:14.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom 10-miler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--l7ap1b4M5E/TansdERNvyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DE0_avXFITo/s1600/1000000232.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVWK0X6YwUA/Tanri_ybbAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6q0Uq3sfWw0/s1600/1000000225.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I ran in the Cherry Blossom 10-mile race on April 3, 2011.   This was my second race of the year and my second race in about a week.  I ran the Sun Trust National Half Marathon one week before this race.  After getting a PR in that race, I decided that this would not be a PR race.  My last 10mile race was the Frederick 10-miler last fall and I ran that in 71min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The cherry blossom race was held in downtown DC and runs through the cherry blossoms (hence the name) that surround the tidal basin. The race started at the Washington monument, loops through DC, into Virginia and ends back at the Washington monument. Pretty cool.  Can't find anything like that in Columbus Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47sNgGlbQVk/TansECu_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/B7MOfBQFyZA/s1600/1000000227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 208px; height: 329px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596263566182132818" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47sNgGlbQVk/TansECu_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/B7MOfBQFyZA/s320/1000000227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, the race was to start at 7:40am, and since I was coming from Frederick, I had to take the subway from Shady Grove into DC. I got up at 4:30am, had my typical bagel, peanut butter and Dt. Mt. Dew and packed my stuff.  The weather called for cool temperatures, so I put on a long sleeve tech shirt and my wind pants.  I grabbed by coat and headed to the metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The ride to metro was uneventful.  I had my check bag, and my running belt, so after locking up the car, I headed for the train.  As I walked down the tunnel toward the train, I began hearing jingle bells.  I looked behind me, but nothing.  After I walked through the turnstile, I heard them again, this time I could tell they were in front of me.  I headed up the escalator and looked around.  It seemed I was the only one on the platform.  I looked down the dark tracks and saw no trains in either direction.  The sound of jingling startled me again and I quickly turned around to see a portly older man, with a long white beard, rosy cheeks, and a red Santa hat that matched his red running shorts.  A timing chip on his left shoe and a jingle bell on his right rounded out his wardrobe.  He looked at me and smiled.  All I could say was "Hi Santa.". Santa and I talked for only a few minutes, but I did tell him that I'd like a PR for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once the train showed up, I wished Santa luck on his race, and boarded the train for DC.  The ride was uneventful and after a transfer, I got off at the Smithsonian stop.  Coming up the escalator I could feel the excitement in the air.  Stepping onto the mall with the sun rising is an amazing experience.    After taking a quick look around, I headed toward the large crowd of people at the Washington monument.  Boy was it ever large.  The cap for the cherry blossom run is 15,000 people, and they were all ascending on the Washington monument at the same time.  Many, many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYfahSoAyqo/Tanrz88uuAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/elENtyUM_6w/s1600/1000000224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596263289751255042" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYfahSoAyqo/Tanrz88uuAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/elENtyUM_6w/s320/1000000224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After finding bag check, I decided to head for the port-a-potties.  To my surprise, there were no lines.  I stood behind a crowd of people and waited, and waited, and waited.  Turns out this bank of johns were locked.... Damn.   Just as I was about to walk away, a guy with a key passes me and starts to unlock the johns.... Could be my lucky day, first Santa now this!  But the guy seemed frustrated.  Turns out the key that he had probably only worked on 1/3 of the johns there.  Well, I was in line anyway, so I might as well wait.  After about 2 minutes, he comes back with a huge hammer and starts smashing the locks on the remaining johns... Everyone cheered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After finishing, I decided I should head to the start line.  I was in the yellow corral.  I saw many colors but no yellow.  Turns out yellow was right next to the start line.  I was yellow B.... Elite was yellow A.  I prayed I did not get mowed down when the horn blew. I worked my way into the yellow corral and warmed up a bit.  The start was to be progressive; each corral would start about 1-2min after the corral in front of it.  As the clock approached 7:40am, I could see the start line both in front of me and on the big screen by the grandstand (the race was live streamed to the web).  My goal for this race was to go out strong, but if my legs felt tired, I would not kill myself.  The horn went off at 7:40am and we were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLw8o4niYv8/TansQ-JtUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6wTIOlxxD9A/s1600/1000000229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596263788290330738" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLw8o4niYv8/TansQ-JtUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6wTIOlxxD9A/s320/1000000229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did I mention 15,000 people?? The 10-miler in Frederick had about 300 people..  15,000 is way more than 300.  Tons of people, tons of feet.  But I started fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mile 1 took me down Independence Ave slightly around the tidal basin.  I remember feeling good, and knew I was moving fast.  At the 1-mile marker, I had a 6:50m/m. Not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mile 2 took us over the Memorial Bridge and back again. It was here I saw the lead runner on the other side of the bridge.  Running over the bridge was cool.  I have never been over that bridge before.  The weather was just beautiful, but I was over dressed.  I had a 6:49m/m in mile 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mile 3 and 4 took us down Rock Creek parkway past the JFK performing arts building, which was a turn around.  There was also a water stop along this way also.  I gotta say the water stops were really well manned at the race, much better than the national marathon last week.  Another u-turn down Ohio drive finished out mile 4.  I was feeling really good now after clocking 6:47m/m and 6:35m/m for these two miles.  Maybe I will PR??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZp2O4_4P_o/TanxA8ogY4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/liwTpKkJ1pI/s1600/daverun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Miles 5-6 were back down Independence and to the opposite side of the tidal basin.  I thought this stretch was really neat because the crowds just lined the streets and were screaming, and cheering for the runners.  It was a real booster.  I finished these two at 6:52m/m and 6:47 m/m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Miles 7-9 went through east Potomac Park, which is a kind of peninsula.  These were hard miles, but beautiful.  No crowds, but tons of blooming cherry trees.  It was quite a sight, but after about a mile, I was done with them.  Mile 7.5 we hit Haines point, which is the tip of the peninsula.  Time to turn around and head back to the Washington monument.  Into the wind...damn.  By this point, I knew I could make a PR, so I figured if I slowed down a bit it would be ok.  But the competitor in me told me to keep pushing so that's what I did.  I finished these miles in 6:54, 6:54, 6:55.  I was getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aM5KR9zCu_k/TanxNvco89I/AAAAAAAAAKs/fioJbRTTBKY/s1600/dave%2Bwave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last mile swooped around the edge of the tidal basin and back to the monument.  Oh yeah, they also added a 0.25mile hill in there to make it interesting.  It was the only hill the entire race and they stick it at the end.... Damn them.  I could see the monument get closer and closer.  As I turned the final corner, I could see the finish line up ahead.  The clock looked like it said 1:08... No way... I pushed....the clock read 1:08:45. I need to beat 1:09!!! Why? Who the hell knows why that's just what I screamed to myself.  As I got closer, I could tell it was going to be close........ I crossed at 1:09:02.  (6:50 m/m) So close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After slowing down, I clicked off my Garmin, which still said 1:08.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZESXR038wU/TantGWkbVNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/moEcoefL15M/s1600/1000000232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596264705377916114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZESXR038wU/TantGWkbVNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/moEcoefL15M/s320/1000000232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And then it hit me..  It probably took me about 15 sec to cross the start line.  I probably did beat 1:09!!  I grabbed some water, a muffin, my finisher's metal, and sat down to stretch.  I was feeling pretty good.  My left hamstring was a bit sore, but I figured it would be since it was kinda bothering me throughout the race.  I hung around to watch others finished before heading to the subway.  I walked back to the Smithsonian stop, I couldn't help wonder how Santa did.  I hope he did well.  I need to remember to thank him for the PR when I see him in December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Official time: 1:08:46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;533/15970 overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;33/646 in age group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First race ever with every mile less than 7m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also my front and back half were only 15 sec different in total time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-2939129048318924122?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/2939129048318924122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=2939129048318924122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2939129048318924122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2939129048318924122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2011/04/cherry-blossom-10-miler.html' title='Cherry Blossom 10-miler'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47sNgGlbQVk/TansECu_LFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/B7MOfBQFyZA/s72-c/1000000227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7896736803313632599</id><published>2011-04-15T13:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:38:40.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Half Marathon Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AZdM-ejw3xA/TaiA9H5RYLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YP4sJfGAoBU/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This past weekend, I ran in the Sun Trust National Half Marathon.  This race is totally contained with the Washington DC city limits, and is touted as flat, fast race.  I signed up for this race in the fall, with hopes at making a PR.  My training strategy was simple, I wanted to get my mileage to about 40 miles per week, and then I would add some speed work for the last month of training.  My fastest HM was at Parks half marathon in 2009, where I finished in just over 1:37.  I ran a HM in 2003 while I was living in Columbus OH, and kinda remember being in the high 1:35, but cannot find the finishers list to verify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The race was to start at RFK stadium, loop through DC and finish at the stadium.  There was also a full marathon which followed the half and finished with a second loop.  Originally, metro was to open at 5am, and my plan was to be at the Shady Grove Metro station at 5am, so I could get down to RFK before 6:15am.  The gun was to go off at 7am sharp.  Well, about two the weeks off, the organizers and Metro decided to delay the opening of Metro until 6am.  I would never make it from Shady Grove to RFK in time.  I had to drive.  I took the family to the Expo the day before and we travelled via Metro, so race morning was my first attempt at driving to RFK.  Big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My alarm went off at 4:30am, and I got my breakfast ready: Bagel, banana and a Diet Mt Dew (breakfast of champions).  I gathered my cold weather stuff (temp at 4:30 was 30F) and pulled out of my garage at 5:00am.  I brought with me Google Map directions, but after about 15min, I realized I forgot the GPS.  I had no trouble getting toward DC,  I got off 270 and onto 495, I then got off 495 and onto the Baltimore parkway.  No problem.  But then all of a sudden I was on 50.  It was not on my directions,  and I started to freak out a bit.  It was 5:45.  I pulled over to the shoulder and thought, "What would I do if I was in the amazing race?" So I took the next exit and stopped at the first gas station.  I ran in and asked the guy behind the counter how to get to RFK.  He rattled off some directions and I just stared at him blankly.  Just as I was asking him to show me on the map, a guy standing beside me said, "I'm going that way you can follow." It was a taxi driver taking a couple of girls to the race.  So I ran back out to the car and followed the taxi toward the stadium.  After a few turns, and bobbing and weaving, we made it near RFK stadium.  But so did 15,000 other people.  I got stuck in a line of cars that was not moving.  I pulled up next to a guy in a black truck and asked him to roll down the window.  I asked him if he was looking for parking.  He said he was a medic and trying to get into the race area.  I asked him where the parking was, and he pointed behind me.  He told me to turn right here, turn right again, and again, and that would head me toward the parking.  I thanked him and asked if I could cut in front of him, which he let me do.  After making the multitude of right turns, I found my way to lots 6 and 7.  But again long lines.  I waited and waited, trying not to get anxious or nervous (yeah, right).  After making my way to the back of lot 6, I was set and ready to go.  I gathered my hat, gloves, phone, gu and started walking to the start line via the Armory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ybB6-6a4Lw/TaiBNqcLYII/AAAAAAAAAI8/NHLTCf-GkrI/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595864608738599042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ybB6-6a4Lw/TaiBNqcLYII/AAAAAAAAAI8/NHLTCf-GkrI/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I got to the Armory, it was jammed packed. People stretching, talking, laughing and getting ready.  I took a quick picture, and decided I should hit the bathroom, just in case.  The line to the indoor bathrooms we long, but I decided to wait.  It was about 6:35am. At 6:40, I still had not moved.  So, I thought I would try and hit the port a potties.  They had tons of them, but the lines were extremely long, and it was pushing 6:45.  I decided I did not have to go that bad, and started to try and find my corral.  I was in corral 2.  I found 5-10, but where was 2.  Well it was near the start line.  No pressure there.  When I finally found it, it was about 6:50.  I jogged in place a little and took a few more pictures, when all of a sudden the national anthem started. By the time it was over, it was 6:55am, and the announcements were beginning.  Guess what, now I had to pee.  I thought about having to pee when I ran, and thought it might not be too bad, let's see how it goes.  Before I knew it, the gun went off and the race began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8R4JOGSfU-c/TaiBhmuasTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OS6j_BkIByw/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595864951338742066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8R4JOGSfU-c/TaiBhmuasTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OS6j_BkIByw/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My plan was to see how the first couple of miles went, before deciding if I would try and PR.  The first mile felt downhill and fast, but as I saw the electronic clock, which read 7:40, I knew I was going kinda slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The second mile headed straight for the capital.  It was pretty neat to see the Capitol in the distance, I picked up my pace a bit and finished mile two at about 7:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mile 3 and 4 ran down along the mall, and by the white house.  The view was pretty good.  I kept a pretty steady 7:00 m/m.  At about mile 4, my friend Rob passed me.  We chatted for a while, but he is pretty quick, and soon he was pulling away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mile 5-8 headed north through DC, and consisted of several pretty tough hills.  I was told is course was flat, but did notice some hills.  Actually, what I really remember were the spectators yelling, "good job up that hill".  It was funny, because I remember thinking I was feeling tired, but did not realize the grade was increasing until the spectators said that.  I was at 7:18 at 5, 7:10 at 6, and 7:40 at 7.  I slowed a lot at 7 since this is when I took my gu.  I needed water, but the water stops were not well manned, and I actually had to stop and wait for water.... Kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Miles 8 and 9 were at about 7:00 again, and we pretty uneventful.  There were several times when the crowd had huge boom boxes, and were singing and dancing.  It was a big pick me up.  Mile 10 (first official mile marker i saw since i saw the 1mile clock....  Did they forget the mile markers??) turned back south and started heading back toward the capital.  I could see it in the distance, and it seemed really far away.  I started picking up the pace, and hit 6:37 in mile 11.  One we neared the capitol, we turned left and started heading back toward the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mile 12 and 13 went quickly, and I was able to keep the 7:00ish pace.  My legs were starting to get tired and I started to think that it was a good idea I did not do the marathon.  I looked at my Garmin as I passed 13.1, and knew I was a bit off.  They told the half marathon people to stay to the right, and the full marathoners to the left.  I knew we were getting close.  As soon as we turned toward RFK, I kicked it up another notch, and watched the finish move toward me.  I also saw the finish clock, just past 1:35.  I crossed the finish line at 1:35:47 on the official clock.  My Garmin read 13.30 and 1:35.  I went and got my thermal cover, my metal, and my picture taken.  I also picked up a banana and a soft pretzel and a bottle of water.  The pretzel was really dry, but I was feeling pretty good.  It was really crowded at the finish line, so I decided to go backhand stretch at the armory.  I called Thea and told her how I did.  After stretching a bit, I gathered my stuff and headed home.  And guess what, I got lost trying to get home.    Oh well, it was a good experience, and I think I PRed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqWJaiPbQKc/TaiCNq6xPpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qK4869aOhEY/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px; height: 320px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595865708378537618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqWJaiPbQKc/TaiCNq6xPpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qK4869aOhEY/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Officially I finished in 1:35:26.  My fasted half in Maryland was Parks in 2009, where I finished in 1:37:46.  I think I ran a faster one in Columbus, it was 1:35something, but I'm going to say this is my PR.  Yeah for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1:35:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;557/9485&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;25/375 in my age group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7896736803313632599?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7896736803313632599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7896736803313632599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7896736803313632599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7896736803313632599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2011/04/national-half-marathon-race-report.html' title='National Half Marathon Race Report'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ybB6-6a4Lw/TaiBNqcLYII/AAAAAAAAAI8/NHLTCf-GkrI/s72-c/IMG_0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8821901415143850727</id><published>2011-04-13T13:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:57:58.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom 10-mile race</title><content type='html'>A video of the finish.... see if you can find me.  My race report will be coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://player.ooyala.com/player.js?embedCode=k1cjJkMjpIlyfMxiI0xbRwCsTuUjAUGB&amp;deepLinkEmbedCode=k1cjJkMjpIlyfMxiI0xbRwCsTuUjAUGB&amp;width=480&amp;height=360"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8821901415143850727?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8821901415143850727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8821901415143850727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8821901415143850727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8821901415143850727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2011/04/cherry-blossom-10-mile-race.html' title='Cherry Blossom 10-mile race'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8583722202705500793</id><published>2011-01-29T16:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:39:52.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unrace Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today was supposed to be my first half marathon of the 2011 season, the High Cloud Snapple Half Marathon. This race is held on the C&amp;amp;O towpath. I ran the inaugural race last year, and was hoping to make this a yearly event for me. As you might recall from my &lt;a href="http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/race-report-cloud-half-marathon.html"&gt;race report &lt;/a&gt;on last year's Snapple half marathon, the race was cold, and after the first half of the race it began snowing. By the end I had icicles hanging off my eye lashes and there was about 2 inches of snow on the towpath. I slowed down in the back half because of the snow and the fear of bad footing. Anyway, on Wednesday this past week, we had about 6-8 inches of snow fall. The schools were closed and power was lost at my office so I had off work. Many people were stranded in the streets as the snow was coming down so fast, the plows could not keep up. With all this snow, I was concerned about them postponing the race until the towpath cleared up. Well, they did not. In fact, the night before the race, I got an e-mail stating that the race was on, and runners should run the race at their own risk. The subject of the e-mail I received was High Cloud Half Marathon – VERY CHALLENGING COURSE. Yikes. The body of the e-mail stated there were 6 inches of snow on the towpath, and with the warmer temperatures, there was much ice and slush and the occasional down tree limb. The temperature at the start of the race was to be in the upper 20, so all that slush should freeze, and runners need to be careful of slipping or twisting ankles. The e-mail ended with some talk of personal safety, and that runners need to use their best judgment about whether to run or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was torn. I wanted to do the race, but I definitely did not want to hurt myself. This was never to be a goal race for me. I was using it as a measure of my fitness. My goal race is at the end of March, and I definitely did not want to hurt myself in the frozen slush. So I decided not to run the race. If I had trail shoes, I may have considered it. If it was a goal race, I may have considered it. But it was not worth the risk of injury, since the Sun Trust race is only 8 weeks away. As soon as I made the decision not run, I felt like a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So instead of running the race, I ran a 13.5 mile training run. I went at my typical training pace, and had a really good run. I was cold, but did not have many problems. I now have 8 weeks until the Sun Trust Half Marathon at the end of March. After that I have the Cherry Blossom 10-miler the next weekend. I need to keep myself healthy and uninjured. I made the right decision to not run that race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the next eight weeks, I'm going to add some speed work into my training. I plan to do some track work one day a week and a good tempo run one day a week. I hope to continue to put in 40 miles a week through the 8-week period (I've been around 40miles/week for the last 8 weeks). I'll be posting more through this training to let you know how it goes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8583722202705500793?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8583722202705500793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8583722202705500793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8583722202705500793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8583722202705500793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2011/01/unrace-race-report.html' title='The Unrace Race Report'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7328862076647936204</id><published>2010-11-11T18:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:08:30.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaugural Frederick 10-miler Race Report</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I ran in the Inaugural Frederick 10-miler. This race was organized by the local YMCA and proceeds from the race went to Y Campaign for Kids. The funds raised help kids who may not otherwise have a chance to participate in Y programs, camps and childcare. I had signed up for this race a while ago, and planned just to use this race as a long run, since I was not training for anything in particular. The race was planned to start at 6:30am in front of the YMCA. I had picked up my race packet the day before, so I had planned to get there at about 5:45am, so that I could warm up and make sure I knew where the start line was. I set my clock for 4:45am, so that I could eat my breakfast (bagel with peanut butter), and get dressed. Waking up at that time was not too bad since that was the “fall back” day and we gained an hour of sleep. After eating, I looked at the local weather and it was clear, but only 35F, so added my long sleeve shirt, long pants and hat to my wardrobe. I headed out the door at 5:30ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting to the Y, I pinned my Bib number to my shirt and headed inside the Y. It was very crowded, and people were laughing and talking. I used the washroom, and talked to a few fellow runners about the upcoming race. Around 6:00am, the race director mad an announcement that there would be last minute instructions and the national anthem at 6:25, with the race starting right at 6:30am. I quickly left, and took a quick 0.5mile warmup run. By the time I finished and made it to the start line, the national anthem was being sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30am, the race director used the “ready, go” method of starting the race, and we were off. There were about 300 people that began running down Market street toward downtown Frederick. After about 0.25miles, I was sure glad that I wore my cold weather clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 – I began the race a bit easy… since I did not have a real goal, I wanted to see how my legs felt. The first mile took us to downtown Frederick. Right before the 1-mile mark, the course turned onto 2nd ave. However, the cone to make the turn got turned over, and about 20 or so runners missed the turn. The guy in front of me was yelling “right turn, right turn!!” I turned right, others did not – pace 7:22m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 – During this mile, there were only two people in front of me. I have never been near the lead in a race, and it felt good. Maybe those fast runners would never turn around and I could come in 1st or 2nd. This thought made me push myself a bit harder. Took water at the water stop.. stopped to drink it Pace 7:21m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3 – Still in the lead. In this mile we started to move away from downtown by taking a long stretch of road (Rosemont) toward Fort Detrick. This stretch was a bit long and boring, but I did see my neighbor, Bob, who commented that I was on a good pace. I also noticed that a gal running near me was very popular on the course…. Several people kept yelling her name… Kimberly. Pace 7:18m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4 – This mile was mostly around the perimeter of Fort Detrick where Rosemont becomes yellow springs. It was still kinda boring. However, the worst thing happened this mile…. Someone passed me, and he was running real fast. I finally figured out it was one of the fast runners, who made up the ground lost by the wrong turn. The only problem was that it was not just one runners, it was two, then three, then four… damn, there goes my lead. Pace 7:18m/m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5 – This miles zigzagged through a neighborhood just north of Fort Detrick. It was a pleasant break from the long stretch of road we were just on. About half way through the neighborhood Kimberly passed me.. After about another 0.25mile, a car slowly passed me, then approached Kimberly. The driver rolled down the window and said, “There is a strange man following you Kimberly” Damn did this gal know everyone. Took water at the water stop, stopped to drink. Pace: 7:14m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6 – After the half way point, I was feeling pretty good, so I decided to pass Kimberly. She seemed to be moving a bit slower, so I had no problem passing her. This mile took us past Frederick Community College and down Opossum Pike. Another long stretch. Pace: 7:06m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7 – This mile continued down Opossum Pike, but took a detour through a small subdivision. An in and out route, allowed me to see the lead runners exiting the subdivision as I entered… I was about 10 people back now. I was feeling good, so I picked up the pace. Took water at the water stop, stopped to drink. Also took my GU during this mile. Pace 6:58m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8 – This mile was back to Opossum Pike and it took us over MD15. This was the biggest hill in the race. I wanted to keep pace, so I shortened my stride and made my way up the hill. After passing the hill, Opossum becomes Motter, and we switched from the right side to the left side of the road. Pace: 7:02m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9 – The 9th mile travelled down Motter back toward the Y. As we reached Stanley Park, we took a left onto 10th and headed toward the Y. Right before the 9 mile mark, we took a sharp left, which was right next to the finish line, and headed toward our last mile. Did not stop at the water stop at mile 9. Pace 6:50m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10 – The worst part of the race was passing the finish line at mile 9. That really sucked. I knew I was doing well, so I really started to push. The last mile looped back to Market after about 0.5 miles. Once I got on Market, I could see the Y in the distance. I pushed. I could hear footsteps behind me. I pushed harder. The footsteps got closer. I could not push harder. A runner passed me about 100 feet from 10th, where we had to make a quick right. Pace 6:37m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 0.1 mile – I told the guy that passed me “Good Kick” and he said “You too” as we finished the last 0.1 mile. Pace: 5:35m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed the finish line at 1:11:21, which is a 7:05m/m average pace. I gave the volunteers my bib number, picked up my finisher medal, and walked forward. The guy that passes me shook my hand and thanked me for pushing him so hard. I also thanked him, even though I wished I could have outkicked him. I then made my way into the shelter house (where my daughter had pre-school by the way) and got some bagels, water, and pretzels. On a side note, I had to drink the water from the drinking fountain since they only had milk, chocolate milk, soda and juice boxes to drink. I talked with the early finishers and found they want an additional 0.5miles before figuring out they needed to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I was really happy with my race. I had PRed for the 10-mile distance by just over a minute, and I finished 14th out of 300. However, I was 5th in my age group, with the guy who passed me at the last minute taking 4th. I also had a great negative split!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do the race again next year… they course was good, the weather was perfect, and the volunteers were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish – 1:11:21 – PR!!&lt;br /&gt;First 5 miles: 36:30&lt;br /&gt;Last 5 miles: 34:51&lt;br /&gt;14th/300 overall finishers&lt;br /&gt;5th/47 – 45-49 age group&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7328862076647936204?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7328862076647936204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7328862076647936204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7328862076647936204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7328862076647936204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/11/inaugural-frederick-10-miler-race.html' title='Inaugural Frederick 10-miler Race Report'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4018528491190440258</id><published>2010-10-22T17:47:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T18:10:10.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hagerstown Duathalon Race Report</title><content type='html'>On Saturday October 16, 2010, I ran and biked in the Hagerstown duathalon. I decided to do this duathalon because of the cross training I was doing to help me through the injury I had after the Frederick Marathon. I figured, if I had to bike, I should sign up for a biking race to keep me motivated. This particular race was very similar to the triathlon Thea did earlier in the year, in that the biking route was almost the same. In fact I chose this race after Thea’s, but chose a duathalon, because I’m really bad in the water. Anyway, the race was set for a 2-mile run, a 10-mile bike and a 5K run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knee/IT band had been doing better and I was putting on about 25-30 miles per week while still biking 2-3 times per week. I was not worried about the run, but the bike kinda worried me, since I’m not a very fast biker. In the weeks leading up to this race, I felt pretty good, but was still dealing with some slight leg issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that morning, I decided I should get there early to stage my bike. During training, I had done some bricks (run-bike-run back-to-back) but did not worry about staging or transition time. I was not out to win this race, so that stuff did not concern me, So, the race was to begin at 9:30am, with the transition open at 6:30am. (There was a kids duathalon and 5K also going on that day). Registration and packet pick-up was from 6:30-8:30am. I arrived about 7:15am and got my packet. There were not many people there. In fact, by about 7:45am, I was staged, body marked, and had my timing chip secured to my ankle. So now I had to wait, and wait. It was cold (45F), the wind was really blowing (18MPH with gusts up to 30mph). I sat in the car. First lesson learned: No reason to stage bike so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9:00am, the people were starting to gather. The kids race was about over, and people were getting ready for the duathalon. I got my gloves on, and headed toward the start. At 9:15am they had a pre-race meeting where they told us the details of the course route and how the 5K runners and the duathalon runners would follow the same course until 1.5 miles, then the duathalon runners would heard toward transitions. Our second 5K followed the same route as the 5K race. They also told us where to mount and dismount the bike, how was could not draft, and we must watch for traffic, since the roads were not closed. I saw Thea and the kids at about 9:25am, and after a quick kiss and hug, they started the race at 9:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530991585807052594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIHive0LzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CbU8kTkqpM/s320/10162010_8934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 – The race started on the park path, I started out quickly. Wind was whipping, but did not bother me too much. I felt I was running pretty fast, but was having no problem so I went with it. Kept a 6:44m/m pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 – The course turned around at 1.55 miles. At this point, the 5K runners kept going and the duathletes started heading for the transition. I entered transition at 13:13 keeping a 6:30m/m pace. The pace is according to my Garmin. I turned off my Garmin once I was in transition, and it read 12:33:60… not sure why there was a difference. Official results put me at 6:58m/m, my Garmin put me at 6:39m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transition 1: Official time in transition was 46 seconds. It seemed like about 5 minutes. I grabbed my helmet and tried to get it on my head…. I could not fasten the strap, I kept trying but it would not fasten. I knew I could not bike without the chin strap fastened…. I started to worry and freak out a bit, until I realized…. I was trying to put it on backwards. After a quick turn it went right on… I was off on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530991960864343938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIH4krcR4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UvXD_BSLkqQ/s320/10162010_8944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1-3 – Leaving the transition, the ride felt easy. The first three miles went well. My pace was 16.5, 17 and 20mi/hr for miles 1-3. No problem, I had this race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530992347275819650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIIPELHeoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3hXEM12ys0o/s320/10162010_8938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4-5 – Shit… Mile 1-3 were with the wind at my back. I was now riding into the 18mph wind… Did I also mention there were gusts up to 30 mph. If I’m travelling at 15mph, and the wind is in my face at 18mph, does that mean I’m going backwards at 3mph?? It sure felt like it. Mile 4 was also uphill. I felt like crying. Also, people were all passing me, and they did not seem bothered by the wind or hills… damn bikers. Pace: 14.6mph for 4 and 16.5mph for 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6-9 – Hills and wind… that’s all I remember… that and people passing me. I began cursing my dad for giving my skinny Rudland legs. I passed a guy with a flat tire around mile 7. He was the only person I passed during the bike. Felt bad for him, that really sucks, but at least I passed someone!!. Pace: 15.6mph for 6, 14.4mph for 7, 15.5mph for 8 and 14.4 for 9…. I see a trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10 – Actually started to feel better…. I knew it was almost over, so pushed a bit harder. Wind was still strong, and it seemed to get stronger, but the end was in sight. When I turned back into the park, I was feeling better: Pace 16mph.&lt;br /&gt;I entered transition after 37min (37:32 by my Garmin) on the bike and averaged 16.2 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transition 2 – This one felt smoother. I racked my bike, took a couple good sips of water, dropped my helmet, pick up my hat and I was off. Transition time: 45 sec. Guess Transition 1 was not as bad as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530993699524116210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIJdxsO_vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/r460n4ICXtA/s320/10162010_8950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 – First mile felt slow… my toes kinda felt numb, and my legs heavy. I knew the route, so I just pushed through. No real sights to see, it was in the park: Pace: 7:36m/m (Garmin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 – By mile 2 I was feeling better… legs felt good, so I pushed harder. Took a drink at the water station at the turn around. Last 0.5 of this was into the wind again. Pace: 7:11m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3 – Now I was passing people… the same people that passed my on the bike. They looked tired, but I felt pretty good. I picked up the pace again. At 2.8 miles I passed a teenager…. Damn kid was ahead of me the whole time… Pace: 7:00m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 0.1 miles I pushed hard. Race ends uphill, then flattens off at finish line. I crossed the finish mat with a 6:30m/m pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official results say I finished the last leg in 21:52 giving me an average pace of 6:59m/m. My Garmin said I did it in 22:32 for an average pace of 7:17m/m. I like the official results better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good race. I felt pretty good the whole time, and my leg held out. Lets hope I’m done being injured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official results:&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1:13:25&lt;br /&gt;43/117 Overall&lt;br /&gt;39/77 men&lt;br /&gt;5/9 in men 45-49&lt;br /&gt;I placed 23rd in the first run, 73rd in the bike and 18th in the third run overall&lt;br /&gt;I placed 1st in the first run, 5th in the bike and 1st in the third run in my age group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530994043345676930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIJxyhrqoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/eeqe573DeAA/s320/10162010_8967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m definitely not a biker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4018528491190440258?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4018528491190440258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4018528491190440258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4018528491190440258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4018528491190440258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/10/hagerstown-duathalon-race-report.html' title='Hagerstown Duathalon Race Report'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TMIHive0LzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9CbU8kTkqpM/s72-c/10162010_8934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-2800031831363479854</id><published>2010-09-28T08:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:15:13.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catoctin Aqueduct 10K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, September 25, 2010, I ran in the Catoctin Aqueduct 10K. I was held on the towpath of the C&amp;amp;O canal at the Point-of-Rocks, Maryland MARC station. This was the first race I have run since my injury, so I was a bit nervous. Things have been going real well in the recovery. I’m keeping up with the stretching and strengthening, and have had very little pain. In fact the only time I’ve felt pain in my left knee was during an 11 mile run in Ohio a week before this race. I ran down the Olentangy bike trail and after about 10 miles, my knee started to hurt. I immediately stopped and walked back to the hotel. Now, I have yet to run another 10mile run (maybe this weekend), but the rest of the run and this race were mostly pain free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this being my first race back, I was a bit nervous. When I awoke at 5:30am that morning, my legs were stiff and sore. I had taken the day off before, but other than that I’m not sure why my legs ached. Registration was 6:30am-7:30am with the race starting promptly at 8am. Packet pickup was only pre-race. I arrived at the MARC station at about 7:00am, not knowing how crowded it would be. It wasn’t. The race was being held at the same time as they were setting up for the point-of-rock art fair. So there were many people around setting up tables and getting things ready. I walked over to the registration booth, but they were still setting up. So much for 6:30am registration. Once they were ready, I picked up my race number (35) and was told I could pick up my t-shirt after the race. Kinda unusual, but I was ok with that. After that I just kinda stood around. Talk to a few people that had run the Frederick Marathon, who also complained about the hot humid conditions. At 7:30am, I hit the port-a-potty, and then headed to the start line. People milled around near the start, which was directly under the I15 bridge on the towpath. I took a quick warm-up run and stretched a little. At about 7:45am, people starting looking around and talking. It seemed they forgot to tell us we need to write our names on our bib number, since he race was not chipped timed. After I filled mine out, I saw that Thea and the kids had arrived to see me off. Jake had an early soccer game, and they could not stay for the finish, but got to see the start. After saying hi, getting hugs, and taking pictures, my watch told me it was 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TKS2pgawJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/t8rmiJj6voQ/s1600/09252010_8772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522739867256104930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TKS2pgawJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/t8rmiJj6voQ/s320/09252010_8772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The steeplechasers timed the race, so after a few words, waves to the family, I was off about 8:03am. Since I was still a bit apprehensive about my knee, I started out slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1- I found a person to pace off and the first mile went quickly at a pace of 7:48m/m. The towpath is a great place to run. The ground is not concrete hard, and the scenery is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile2 – After the first mile, my legs were feeling good, so I thought I’d pick it up a bit to a pace of 7:29m/m. It was a rather cool day, probably in the upper 60s low 70s but it was kind of humid. At this point it did not bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3 – Holding steady at 7:30m/m. The one and only water stop was on this mile. We ran past a cool lock, and a lock keepers house. The water stop was manned by only about 3 people, which was ok, since the race was pretty small. I learned my lesson during the Frederick Marathon, so I took a cup of water. I stopped, took a gulp, and moved on. After about 2.6miles, the lead runner past going the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn around – The run was an out and back, so at 3.18 miles we hit the Catoctin Aqueduct. We crossed the bridge, and turned around. The view from the bridge was pretty cool. Not many people had passed me going the other way, so I knew I was near the front of the pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4 – Pretty uneventful, kept a 7:29m/m pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5 – The towpath is pretty, but it gets boring also. Always running straight, not many people around during this mile, so I thought I’d pick it up a bit. My knee was feeling ok. I tried to hold a 7m/m, but could not and had to slow down. Pace – 7:23m/m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6 – I could see two runners up a head. I wanted to catch them. So I turned it up a bit. One guy and one girl. I held a 7:24m/m pace, but tried to go faster. As my wind caught up to me, I slowed. By the end of mile 6 they only had about 100 yard lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 0.33 miles – I pushed the pace to 6:59m/m and chased those people. I could see the I15 bridge getting closer and closer. By the end, the gal was about 10sec ahead of me, and the guy only a few. But I could not catch them. I crossed the finish line and turned off my Garmin at 47:21, with an average pace of 7:29m/m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all not bad. My leg held out, and my time was ok. Pre-injury I was much faster, but felt like this was a good effort. I felt winded a bunch of times, but slowed down until I caught my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race, I got a bottle of water, and went back and ran two more miles, slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522740421439324194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TKS3Jw6VACI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LdnWjEOTmqs/s320/09252010_8768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished the race in 9th place, and 3rd in my age group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats up next – Haggerston Duathalon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-2800031831363479854?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/2800031831363479854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=2800031831363479854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2800031831363479854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2800031831363479854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/09/catoctin-aqueduct-10k.html' title='Catoctin Aqueduct 10K'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/TKS2pgawJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/t8rmiJj6voQ/s72-c/09252010_8772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-554086782449072893</id><published>2010-08-25T07:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:02:43.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running, Biking and Being Barefoot</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a long time since I posted.  I'm still going to PT, and I am getting better.  If you check out my &lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/e5c965d15f204be388ea1f4fa9d98200"&gt;log&lt;/a&gt;, you can see that I'm increasing my mileage and am still biking 2-3 times a week.  If you look real close, you can also see I'm doing "bricks" on Sunday.  These workouts consist of back-to-back run-bike-run.  There is a reason for this madness.  I plan to compete in the &lt;a href="http://www.racinemultisports.com/Hagerstown_Duathlon__2.html"&gt;Hagerstown Duathalon &lt;/a&gt;on October 16.  The bricks are interesting workouts.  Running focuses on hamstring use, while biking focuses on quad use.  Therefore, the transition from one to the other makes your legs feel like bricks, hence the name.  I feel the biggest effect when going from biking to running.  When I get off the bike, my legs want to continue the circular, high RPM motion that occurs on the bike that is inconsistent with running.  Takes me about a mile to get used to running again.  I figured that training for this race will allow me to ramp up some mileage and still get the cross-training I need to complete my recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my recovery, when I first started going to PT, it was due to an IT band injury in my left leg.  The PT started me on stretching and strengthening my legs and hips.  My left leg adapted very quickly and my flexibility and strength really improved.  My right leg, not so much.    I now think my left leg is better, but I'm starting to have some problems with my right leg.  Not pain, but lots of tightness when I run.  After a longer run, my right leg will ache, where before I never had any problems with my right leg.  I think the change in flexibility and strength of my left leg and my obsession with my gait may be causing the issues with my right leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gait obsession stems from many comments that my IT band issue may be due to heel striking that may occur when I run.  Therefore, I have been very conscious about my gait and running form.  I'm trying really hard to strike mid foot and keep my gait short and quick.  To help with that I've decided to incorporate some barefoot running into my training.  When I was a kid, I did everything barefoot, with no problem.  I enjoy walking around barefoot, so why not running??  They (&lt;a href="http://barefootjason.blogspot.com/"&gt;people who run barefoot&lt;/a&gt;) say it will strengthen the foot and calf, while eliminating knee injuries.  Sounds perfect!! At this point, I'm trying to do one short barefoot run per week on the treadmill.  I've been reading lots about this type of running, and everyone says take it real slow.  But if you know me, I do not do much slow....  I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-554086782449072893?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/554086782449072893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=554086782449072893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/554086782449072893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/554086782449072893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/08/running-biking-and-being-barefoot.html' title='Running, Biking and Being Barefoot'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8583594292876719336</id><published>2010-07-17T12:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:06:42.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Run</title><content type='html'>Well, the recovery is moving forward.  I'm trying to run every other day, taking walking breaks when needed.  Last Wednesday, I ran 4 miles for the first time in 2 months!!  This morning my plan was 40min.  Trying to do time and not worry about mileage.  The morning was warm and humid.  At 7am it was 77F and 80% humidity, but I was not going to let the weather stop me!  I started down the road and ran for about 5min, before taking a minute walk break.  I then ran until 2 miles, at which time I stopped and stretched.  Everything was going well, and I ran over a mile without walking!!  After stretching I ran another mile at which time I was stopped by a guy who was in town visiting and wondered where he could find a good place to run.  After giving him some ideas, I set off again.  Around 3.5 miles, I noticed a twinge in my knee and by 4 miles I had to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked home, and stretched and iced my knee.  I've run for the last couple of weeks without any pain, but hit a roadblock today.  I will continue icing and stretching and see how the knee reacts.  I will probably go back and put in more walk break for the next few runs and see how that does.  I also need to continue the cross-training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injuries do not heal overnight, I know that, but this has been the longest process I have ever had to deal with in terms of injury.  I plan to run the Baltimore Half in October, and plan to follow a 12 week training plan, which needs to start a week from Monday.  I'll know if its possible after the first week of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its not, I'm not going to let it get me down... I'll go back to cross training heavily and give it more time.  I'll let you know how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8583594292876719336?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8583594292876719336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8583594292876719336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8583594292876719336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8583594292876719336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/07/trying-to-run.html' title='Trying to Run'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8693828355041794100</id><published>2010-07-11T17:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:07:58.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting better</title><content type='html'>So, as you can tell, I have not been posting.  That is because I have not been running.  This IT band thing has really sidelined me.  For the last two months, I have been cross training; bike riding, spinning, elliptical and some swimming.  I got to say that I've really enjoyed the cross-training, but I miss running.  I have also been going to Physical Therapy (PT) at least once a week.  My PT has me doing stretches and strengthening exercises for my hips and IT.  She also has me icing my IT band at my knee with ice.  Direct ice.  Kinda an ice message for five minutes until its numb.  Each day, like its medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 weeks ago, my PT cleared me to try running.  She wanted me to do 2 min of running and 2 min of walking for 30min.  My first time out, I got about 15min, before I had to stop.  IT band pain.  I was pretty discouraged.    When I went back to her, and told her what happened, she asked if I tried 1 min on and 2 min off.  I said no, so set off the next week to try that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the 1 min on and 2 min off....  I went the whole 30 min!! My knee ached afterward but did not hurt during the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week, I did two days of 2 min on and 2 min off...  I made it both days without much problem.  My IT started to ache at the end, but it seemed to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I ran four days.  The first two I went 3 min on and two min off.  Not bad runs, my knee ached a bit after, but no real problems.  The next was 4 min on and 2 off.  Made it 30min with no pain!!  Finally this morning I ran 5 min on and 2 min off, with running the last nine minutes with no walking.  I had no knee pain!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm beginning to make progress, but I have to be careful not to do too much too soon.  I think I'll continue running four days a week, and keep upping the time between walks.  I'll also see what the PT says at my appointment tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be able to do a 1/2 this fall...... maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8693828355041794100?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8693828355041794100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8693828355041794100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8693828355041794100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8693828355041794100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/07/getting-better.html' title='Getting better'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8785352107060708399</id><published>2010-05-30T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:29:12.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss running</title><content type='html'>Its been four weeks now since the marathon.  Four weeks since I ran more than 1.5 miles.  Four week since my training ended.  Four weeks since I had a half way decent run.  It does not seem to be getting any better.  My IT band, or what ever it is, does not seem to be getting any better.  I have not run for about 1.5 weeks now, and I still feel slight pain in my knee.  As I mentioned before, I'm trying to cross train.  Actually, I'm cross training a lot.  Biking, elliptical, swimming and lifting weights, something most days.  I'm trying to keep my endurance while my knee heals.  I'm also still stretching and rolling on the foam roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the cross training.  Elliptical is ok, gets me sweating and the biking gets my legs working.  But the swimming, oh, the swimming is tough.  I'm not the best swimmer, so when I get out there, I wear myself out quickly.  I'm trying to work on form, but I feel real intimidated by the folks that can swim, and swim and swim.... without stopping..  As I remember this is how I felt when I first started running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the doctors last week, who ordered an MRI on my knee.  I had the MRI, and now have an appointment next Tuesday for the doctor to look at the MRI and hopefully tell me something other than everything looks ok.  He also told me no high impact until the MRI results are in, which is why I have not even attempted to run in the last week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the YMCA the other day, I passed no more than 6 people running.  They were enjoying the day, enjoying the weather, enjoying the workout.  As I got on the elliptical that day, plugged in my earphones, and turned on "30 Days of Night" on the TV attached to the elliptical, all I could think was.....  I MISS RUNNING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8785352107060708399?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8785352107060708399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8785352107060708399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8785352107060708399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8785352107060708399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-running.html' title='I miss running'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8677608922746514257</id><published>2010-05-14T16:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:19:51.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>Recovering from a running injury is tough.  I spent all winter training for the spring marathon, and ran through snow storms, high winds and low wind chills.  Now that spring is really here and its beautiful outside, I'm injured.  Since the marathon, I have tried to run every other day, and each time, I can only get a mile or so and the IT band issue stops me.  The pain kinda moves around, side of my knee, front of my knee, shin.  I have another doctors appointment one week from Monday, and we'll see where to go from here to get this thing fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been trying different things to try to keep in shape.  Been doing some biking, which is nice since I have not biked much in the last few years.  Using muscles that I don't use running.... and boy does that seat hurt after an 8-mile ride...  I'll keep doing that once or twice a week.  I'm lifting weights some to build some strength in both upper body and legs.  My inner thighs ache at the moment from the squats I was doing yesterday (probably too much information, huh?).  I went to the Y today and did the elliptical for 20min (after my 1.25mile run...argh).  I gotta tell you, that elliptical kicked my ass.  It uses both lower and upper body, and by the end of 20-min, I was soaked in sweat.  If it was more convenient, I'd do that more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try swimming also.  There is a place near my office, where I can buy a 11am-2pm membership for $175/year.  During that time I can use either the lap pool, the cardio equipment or the weight room.  I have not had the opportunity to look at the place yet, but I will after my travel to Tennessee next week.  I think swimming will be harder than the elliptical.  I can swim, but I would not consider myself a strong swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also keeping up with the stretching and foam rolling.  Even with the pain at the 1mile mark, I have no pain while foam rolling and my IT bands do not seem overly tight.  I'm assuming I'll see a physical therapist after my Dr. appointment and she can tell me how tight they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I heal from this injury, I plan to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bike once or twice a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swim once or twice a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep light running, but stop right when it hurts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other cardio as available&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;weights twice a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stretch as usual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd like to run some race, probably a half later this spring before it gets to hot, but if the injury keeps me down, I will run something this fall; shorter races building back to a half.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can hear the spring weather calling my name......  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8677608922746514257?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8677608922746514257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8677608922746514257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8677608922746514257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8677608922746514257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/05/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7206475122272107845</id><published>2010-05-07T14:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:45:04.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking ahead</title><content type='html'>Well, the big race is over. I ran the best I could and I learned a bunch about running and about myself. Here are some of those things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running 26.2 miles is not double the effort of 13.1. In fact, its way more!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I respect the marathon distance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I underestimated nutrition and hydration during the race. The weather during the race dictated more water, etc. I just followed my plan..... I should have adjusted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never been more tired and physically drained as I was after that race.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Injuries suck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my mind, I keep coming back to the question about whether or not I was well prepared for this race, or if this race tells me I'm not suited for long distance running.  I think from a training perspective I was prepared.  I put in the miles and I kept most injuries to a minimum.  I think I am in great cardiovascular shape.   Where I went wrong was that I did not fully understand that long distance running is more than just running miles.  Its about combining the miles with proper nutrition and hydration, its about listening to your body and adjusting when needed.  But most of all, and the most important, is that every day and every condition is different.  One race, one day does not dictate the level of fitness or the preparedness (is that a word?).  Running is a journey that is not defined by one day.  I could have done better, but I could have done a lot worse.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, whats next.....  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the race, I took a couple of days off. The first day after the race, I was still feeling fatigued, so I took the day off from work. I had difficulty walking the kids to school because my left IT band was very sore. The day after I felt better. My legs hardly hurt. I stopped icing, but continued to use the foam roller and stretching each day. By Thursday, I was itching to run, but a late train messed up my evening, so I had to put it off until Friday (today).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was planning on doing a couple of easy miles at lunch to check out the knee. I started out fine and felt good, but after 0.5 miles, I noticed the knee was a starting to ache. But 0.75 miles I had to walk. I walked back to the office feeling pretty discouraged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This IT band thing is a real problem that I have to address. My next Drs appointment is not until May 24th. So until then, I will be icing, stretching, strengthening and trying to heal. I want to keep my fitness level up, so I think biking is in my future. I'd like to swim, but finding a time where the lap swim schedule and my schedule match is going to be tough. I'll run when I can, but I'm not going to push through the pain and make it worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to continue the journey....  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7206475122272107845?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7206475122272107845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7206475122272107845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7206475122272107845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7206475122272107845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-ahead.html' title='Looking ahead'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8888561591571498607</id><published>2010-05-03T10:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:49:03.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frederick Marathon</title><content type='html'>Sunday was the Frederick Marathon.  It was a long time coming. It seems like I've been training for it forever.  If you have read this blog in the past, you know how my training went, and the pains and fears I had leading up to this race.  Well, I gotta say, what happened was unexpected.  This post is my race summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was to start at 6:30am.  I had my alarm set for 4:20am, but woke up about 2:30am and had a hard time falling back to sleep.  I got up and used my foam roller and went down and had breakfast.  I did not want to vary my breakfast much from my training, so I had a bagel and peanut butter and a bit of caffeine.  My legs felt pretty good as I got ready that morning.  I used the bathroom a couple of times, put on my shoes with timing chip, and headed off for the Frederick Fairgrounds.  Thea drove me downtown so I would not have to carry keys, etc.  We got downtown about 5:45am.  We wondered around the fairgrounds a bit, watched the pace groups get their pictures taken, and saw some of the 6am worship service.  By about 6:15, I headed to the start line.  My plan was to stick with the 3:30 (8m/m) pace group and stop and stretch my IT band every four miles.  I also planned to take my GU every 8 miles (like the training) and water when I felt I needed it.  The pace group told me they planned to run the first half a bit fast (1 or 2 minutes) since the back half of the marathon was tough.  I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that.  After the national anthem we were off at 6:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the marathon was through a good portion of downtown and and was relatively  flat.  The first two miles took us from the fairgrounds to Baker park.  Felt good after the first water stop.  Mile three and four took us around Baker Park, the crowds were good and cheering, and everyone was feeling pretty fresh.  Mile 4 marker was another water stop.  Pace was holding strong at about 7:50m/m.  I stopped quickly and stretched my IT band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5 and 6 took us through Hood College which is a pretty area, and my legs were feeling really good, so I just enjoyed the area.  Mile 7 took us past the hospital and started to head north.  My average pace was still about 7:50.  Mile 8-9 took us to the furthest north of the route and around a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart, which was packed with people cheering on the runners.  It was really nice to see all those people.  My IT band started to feel a bit funny at this time, so I changes my pace slightly, and it was feeling a bit better. I stopped and stretched the IT bands again at 8 miles and took a GU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10-12 were down a long stretch of road, with not much activity.  It was bit boring, but I knew the half was coming up and looked forward to that.  My legs were feeling pretty good, with only the occasional &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tweek&lt;/span&gt; from my IT bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mile 13 approached, I knew the half marathoners would be peeling off to the finish and the marathoners would be continuing on.  I ran next to a half marathoner who was very happy to be finishing and he wished me luck as he turned toward the finish.  I crossed the 13.1 mile timing mat at 1:43:46 (7:55m/m) I was feeling good and right on pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned back downtown and ran part of the scenic Carroll Creek, which was nice.  We then headed back down to the fairgrounds.  At mile 15 I passed the fairgrounds again and saw my family.  They were screaming and yelling and it really picked me up.  I was feeling good about the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we headed out of town, I knew the hard part of the marathon was ahead of me.  Heading east on 40, I knew the first big hill was next.  Mile 16 was about 150 feet incline.  It seemed like a long way.  I slowed my pace some, but I knew I was getting tired.  I stopped and walked through the water station, but the heat was starting to get to me.  The entire 2.5 miles down 40 were directly into the sun, and by this point it was about 80F and very humid.  My pace was now about 8:15m/m through this stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At mile 18 we entered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Springvalley&lt;/span&gt; subdivision.  At the entry is a 275 foot rise in elevation over about 3/4mile.  This kicked my butt.  I ran about a quarter of it, but then had to walk.  I continued to run walk to the top of this hill.  This mile was 10m/m due to the walking.  At mile 19 we were in the subdivision, but the damage was done.  I was pooped and worse, my calves started cramping.  I'd walk a bit, they would seize, and I'd have to walk.  I did this until about mile 22, averaging about 10m/m.  I crossed the 21mile timing pad at 2:56:38 (8:22 pace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mile 22, we headed out of the subdivision and back downtown.  By now, my calves were bad.  I walked a lot and probably could not run more than about 0.25miles before cramping.  I tried stretching, but nothing helped.  I also started to get tingling in my fingers, which scared me a bit, so I slowed down and took it a bit easy.  I was able to keep the 10m/m pace till about mile 24, at which I could only walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 24-26 were bad, my calves cramped while walking.  I walked with another marathoner, who was having the same problem.  It was his eighth marathon, and he contributed it to the heat and not being prepared for that.  At mile 24 I passed a bank that read 85F.  Through mile 24-26, I ran when I could, but it was not very long.  I passed a guy and gal who were running the relay, and they were in bad shape.  The gal was ready to quit due to the heat and humidity (at mile 25), but her friend kept pushing her.  People were along the side of the road yelling things like "only  mile to go", an "looking good".  Where it helped me at mile 8 and 15, it just kinda annoyed me now.  I wish they would have stopped.  Mile 24-26 average 12m/m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 26, I started to run to the finish.  As I turned into the fairgrounds, I could hear people screaming.    I got two steps into the fairgrounds and my right calf cramped really bad and I almost fell.  People started to scream for me to keep going (there were not many other runners near me at his point). I walked a few steps and then started running again.  Once I hit the track, I actually felt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; as I ran to the finish.  I crossed what I thought was the final timing mat and stopped.  However, it was not the timing mat, but protective covering for the cables they strung across the track.  I looked up and a gal was screaming at me to keep going I was not finished.  I took off running, and within two steps, my calf cramped really bad.  I passed the finish line at 3:56:58.  Turns out that I was the 120&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; finisher out of 734 finishers (16%), 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; out of 94 in my age group (21%).  Not too bad for my first marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed some water and got my finishers metal, and went to stretch my calves.  I was done.  I walked off the track and saw my family waiting. I talked to them a bit, but then had to sit down.  I was dehydrated, and spent.  After a bit of water, and a banana, I felt better, but not good enough to walk around.  Several times I had to sit.  Thea said my color was really bad.   We got to the car and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty worthless the remainder of the day.  At one time, I started to sweat profusely and felt as if I would pass out.  It scared me.  I laid on the ground and after a few minutes I felt better.    Felt better later that day.  Enjoyed a good dinner and talking about the race with family.  The next day I was pretty sore.  My left IT band was really sore, and my calves ached.  The funny thing about the IT band is that it never really bothered me during the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the big question is will I do it again??  I enjoyed the training, hated the injury, but enjoyed the race (except the last 6 miles!).  I probably will, but I think I will have to rethink nutrition, which probably caused me some of the problems.  But honestly, I'm looking forward to a few days off to heal.  We'll have to wait and see what the next race will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8888561591571498607?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8888561591571498607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8888561591571498607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8888561591571498607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8888561591571498607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/05/frederick-marathon.html' title='Frederick Marathon'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-1389986267398186064</id><published>2010-04-26T07:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:54:28.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One week to go</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm in my last week of tapering and one week before the marathon.   This past week, I went back to the doctors about my knee.  He basically said he did not want to do anything right now, but put me on some anti-inflammatory drugs until the race.  So, I'm taking Aleve twice a day.  The runs I went on last week were ok, the knee would hurt a bit, but it never got worse.  So, I'm still stretching and resting, and hoping for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I only have two runs before the race, so its all about rest.  I ran 31 miles last week, which is the shortest mileage in about 2 months.  I think this week, excluding the marathon, I have only 10 miles to run.  Big difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back at my training log and I've run over 30-miles a week for the last 32 weeks, and many of those weeks were over 35 miles.  I've run a lot in the last year, 1,591.6 miles to be exact.  I think I'm as ready for this race as I can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my plan.  Run.  Finish. Enjoy myself.  If it hurts, I'll stop and stretch.  If it hurts too much, I'll walk.  I've done all I can do to get ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-1389986267398186064?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/1389986267398186064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=1389986267398186064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1389986267398186064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1389986267398186064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-week-to-go.html' title='One week to go'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8485844642778011967</id><published>2010-04-21T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:20:54.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Doctors Appointment</title><content type='html'>Well, ran twice so far this week, and had knee pain both times.  Yesterday, I felt a pulling sensation in the side of my left knee, which went away after a bit, but then came back toward the end of the 5-mile run.  Today, the pulling sensation was there the whole time.  It did not get worse, but it did not get better either.  This past weekend, I felt the pulling, but also my right IT band was hurting at the end of my 12-mile run.  I'm still rolling and stretching each day, but not doing my leg exercises.  So starting tomorrow, I'm back doing the exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking out a bit since the marathon is a week from Sunday.   I'm considering pulling out of the race and concentrating on getting better, but Thea suggested going to the doctor one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called and luckily they had a cancellation and will be able to fit me in tomorrow.  So, I'm going to go, explain the issues, and see what he says.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8485844642778011967?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8485844642778011967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8485844642778011967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8485844642778011967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8485844642778011967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-doctors-appointment.html' title='Another Doctors Appointment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-3819194996148055112</id><published>2010-04-19T06:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:15:22.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taper - Week 2</title><content type='html'>So, I've made it through my first week of tapering, and I gotta tell you, I feel more tired than I did during the heavy weeks of training.  I'm not sure what it is, but my runs have been tough and body just feels worn down.  Last week, I ran about 35 miles, which is about 75% of the week before.  My long run was 12 miles, and I was really pooped after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my IT bands were really tight and my knees were sore after that run.  I have not changed anything.  I'm eating the same, still rolling the IT bands twice a day, and sleeping the same (which is not enough probably), but that run messed me up.  My left quad near my IT band is still sore today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course these pains and my performance this past week discouraged me.  I fear I'm not going to be able to finish, or that I'll be hobbling across the finish line.  I've decided I don't want to just finish this race, I want to be happy with my performance.  This may be hard to accomplish since I'm so critical of myself, but I think if I can finish the race the way I've finished the 20-mile runs, I'd be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to enjoy the race.  I think back to many other races, and they are such a blur.  I'm thinking about pace and catching the person ahead of me instead of soaking in the experience.  In my training lately, all I've been thinking about are the pains I'm feeling instead of enjoying the experience and dealing with the pain.  I have to remember that running, like life, is a journey that is to be experienced and enjoyed and not just pushed through until the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I start my second week of tapering, the miles drop even more.  My total this week is to be about 30 miles, about 60% of two weeks ago.  I need to run slow and consistent.  I need to deal with the pain, stretch when I have to, stop when I have to, and enjoy my final preparation.  As I was driving last night, I could not believe that in two weeks it will be done.  Now is the time to start enjoying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-3819194996148055112?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/3819194996148055112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=3819194996148055112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3819194996148055112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3819194996148055112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/04/taper-week-2.html' title='Taper - Week 2'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4672984227228070604</id><published>2010-04-13T07:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:37:41.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to taper</title><content type='html'>Well, I have three weeks left until the marathon.  I've been running hard and am a bit tired.  I had my last 20 mile run this past weekend and it went pretty well.  I ran the back half of the marathon route first and then a portion of the front half.  The back half is pretty hilly, so I wanted to test it out to see how bad it might be.   I did ok, but I hit the hills at about mile 5 instead of mile 17 like I will during the race.  I'm sure those hills are going to kill me come race day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not really been having any IT band issues, but did have a "new" pain form in my knee near the end of the 20-mile run.  This time the pain is on the inside of my left knee below the knee cap and was pretty sharp.  It hurt for a second or two, then went away.  After about 19 miles, it hit again, caused me to slow, but again went quickly away.  I ran a recovery run on Sunday and did not have any problems.  We'll see how this week of running goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as for the taper, I've been reading a lot about tapering and why its necessary.  Most say tapering is needed because a runners body/muscles are being broken down during heavy training and the taper allows the body to heal.  I read somewhere that it takes three weeks to fully recover from a 20-mile run... yikes... and I've done three in the last seven weeks.. I guess I need that tapering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've read, for the three weeks proceeding the race, the weekly mileage should be cut.  The first week, the mileage should be cut by 25%, the second 50% and the third 70%.  That's a lot less running.  I need to keep the intensity and pace up, but just cut the mileage.  I've been running a lot of miles around race pace, so I figure, its time to cut that back a little and try and run a bit slower.  The last thing I want is to get hurt during the tapering phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also heard that my body will begin to ache a bit more during this period.  As the body repairs itself, it will hurt.  They say don't freak out at each new pain...  do they know who they are talking to??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get to run an easy 5-mile run today.  I'm looking forward to getting out there and testing out that left knee.  Hopefully everything will go well, and I can enjoy this tapering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4672984227228070604?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4672984227228070604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4672984227228070604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4672984227228070604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4672984227228070604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-to-taper.html' title='Time to taper'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-5537434240638761024</id><published>2010-03-27T11:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:54:24.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a doof</title><content type='html'>The Frederick Marathon organizes two training runs to allow folks to meet other runners and have a chance to run part of the course.  This weekend was the second scheduled training run.  I missed the first due to other commitments, so I was excited to run in this one.  They had two loops planned, a 10-mile and a 20-mile option.  Since I ran 20 miles last weekend, my plan called for a 14-miler this weekend.  So my plan was to run the 10-mile loop and then continue on for an additional 4 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advertisement for the training run said water and Gatorade would be available throughout the course, but I had to bring my own GU.  So, as I got ready, I packed my GU, and hydration pack.  I was not planning to run with the hydration pack, but brought it just in case.  The weather was calling for pretty cold temperatures, 28F at 7am maybe warming to 35F by 9am, so I wore long pants, long sleeves, my hat and gloves.  I also brought along a print off of the turn-by-turn directions for the 10-mile loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the parking deck about 6:50am and gathered my stuff.  The directions said to meet outside the parking deck near Carroll Creek.  So as I headed to the creek, I noticed the town was very quiet and peaceful.  The sun was just starting to rise, and the breeze was rather cool.  When I got to the creek I looked for the people.  I could see no people, anywhere.  As I wondered why no one was around, I remembered the direction said outside the West Patrick parking deck... and I had parked at the Court St deck.  So I ran down Patrick a bit to the deck.  As I made my way back to the creek, I noticed it was just about 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I got to the creek again there were no people.... it was kinda eerie, , absolutely no people.  I began to wonder if I missed everyone.  I had RSVPed for the training run, and responded to a post on Frederick Steeplechasers site, but the funny thing was I was the only person to respond...  maybe no one else was running this training run???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back to the car, got the hydration pack, and started out on the course myself.  Since the advertisement said there would be aid stations, I would stop at the first one and ask if I was the only one to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first mile took me down Market street to 5th, then onto Bentz.  This was the same route I took during my first 20-mile run several weeks ago.  Heading down Bentz took me to Baker park, where I knew I would see the other runners.  As I circled Baker park, again it was totally dead... not a single runner, but the day was beautiful.  After circling around Frederick High, I came back toward Baker park down 2nd.  After about 4.5 miles I knew I had to be wrong about the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped and stretched the IT band after mile 6 somewhere near Hood college.  Mile 7 and 8 took me through a new subdivision and right by Thomas Johnson high school.  I took my GU at 8miles and passed Emma's pre-school at mile 9.  By mile 10 I was back at the parking deck down town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I knew I had to be wrong, or someone had forgotten to tell me the training run was cancelled.  I looped Baker Park one more time for the last four miles and finished in about 1 hour and 50 min.  My left knee kinda started bothering me at 13.5 miles, but I stopped and stretched and it seemed ok after that.  I realized I had not stretched it since mile 6...  If I don't stretch, I can't make it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to the car, I used my phone to go back to the website.  The training run is scheduled for March 28... I knew I was right....I just kn....  wait..... today is March 27th.... damn, I am such a doof&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-5537434240638761024?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/5537434240638761024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=5537434240638761024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5537434240638761024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5537434240638761024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-doof.html' title='What a doof'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-6714774781907688010</id><published>2010-03-20T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:55:00.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd 20-mile run</title><content type='html'>In my training schedule for the Frederick Marathon are three twenty mile runs. The first was about three weeks ago and the details are &lt;a href="http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/longest-run-to-date.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. At the end of that run, I was pretty sore and my IT band ached the last 5 miles. I could barely run for a couple of days and my next long run had to be cut short. So, as I prepared for this run, I was nervous.... about the distance, about my knee, about my attitude. I had gone to the Doctor about my knee and he gave me a cortisone shot, which was suppose to help and last for three months. I'm also suppose to start working on core exercises, which I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 6am to prepare to run. After dressing, I had a bagel and some caffeine. I got my hydration belt, my two GUs, my sunglasses, and my (extra) knee strap and got ready to go. I also taped my left knee with the KT tape. Kinda felt like batman with so much stuff strapped to my waste. I hit the road at 6:50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan was stop and stretch my IT band every 4 miles whether I needed it or not. I wanted to hydrate and take a GU every 8 miles. I had a 10-mile loop worked out, and I planned to run it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First four miles went easy... I stopped and stretched... no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second four miles went pretty easy... I stopped and stretched and had water and GU. Every once in a while, I felt something in my knee... but not bad... I was having tightness in my right hamstring, but the stretching helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at 10-miles to turn around. I stopped and stretched. So far feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mile 11, left knee started bothering me... my first thought was "shit!" and I almost stopped and turned toward home. I stopped and stretched, shorten my pace, and my knee stopped bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12, my right knee was getting achy... so i stopped and stretched... seems like a trend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 14, felt pretty good, but still decided to stop and stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 16, stopped, had water and GU and stretched... my legs were tired, but nothing hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 18, felt pretty good, but by now I was paranoid, so I stopped and stretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two miles were not bad... no real pain except for expected achy legs. And I never used the extra knee strap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did it, and without too much pain... afterwords, I showered, ate and went to the park with the kids. Ended up playing Trac Ball for about two hours. As I sit here and write this, my legs are tired, but feel good. I think I'll be able to run tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This run gave me a bit of confidence and made me think that I may be able to do this marathon thing..... which is in about 43 days... yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-6714774781907688010?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/6714774781907688010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=6714774781907688010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6714774781907688010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6714774781907688010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/03/2nd-20-mile-run.html' title='2nd 20-mile run'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-6683197105356357035</id><published>2010-03-13T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:03:43.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental focus</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my last post, I've been having this knee issue.  I'm pretty sure its IT band problems, but I'm no doctor. So, I have an appointment with an orthopedic doctor on Tuesday to get an evaluation of my knee.  In the meantime, I have been stretching, rolling (with a hard foam roller), and using &lt;a href="http://kttape.com/"&gt;KT tape&lt;/a&gt; to aid in healing.  I guess it must be working since I ran my runs this week, including 12 miles today, without any knee pain.  But as I have read, doing what I'm doing is fixing the symptoms but not solving the problem.  So hopefully the doctor and his physical therapist will be able to help me solve the problem.  I'll let you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having this knee issue is kinda taking the fun out of running.  I find myself thinking way too much about my knee and not enjoying the run.  I realize that keeping good form will help me to be injury free, but the running where my mind wonders or enjoys the surroundings is what I'm looking for.  But my hypochondria has always got the best of me.  For example, I went to the dentist, who took an x-ray of my mouth.  After looking at the film, she informed me I had a tooth with extensive decay inside, with no apparent decay on the outside.   I also had no pain.  She took another x-ray to be sure, and this time the x-ray was clean.  She still wanted to do something due to the issue in the first film.   She decided to wait until my next visit and look again, but since then my tooth has hurt.  The more I think about it, the more it hurts....  typical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that I have to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unfocus&lt;/span&gt; my mind on the particular issue of my knee, and refocus my mind on the enjoyment of running.  I should be encouraged that my knee was pain free last week, and look forward to better runs this week.  I have a big week ahead of me.  My next 20-mile run is next Saturday and I'll do the best I can..... as long as my mind cooperates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-6683197105356357035?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/6683197105356357035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=6683197105356357035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6683197105356357035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6683197105356357035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/03/mental-focus.html' title='Mental focus'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-385668055177374359</id><published>2010-03-07T09:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:03:42.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured...now what?</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I had my first 20-Mile run. As I mentioned in a previous post, I felt really good until about 15 miles, when the outside of my left knee started to hurt. I kept running. By the end of the run, my knee was pretty sore. Now, I've had this problem before. The pain is usually above my knee and to the outside and occurs after long runs. The first time was on the towpath after a 15-mile run. It happened again on a a 14-mile run near home. Just recently, it happened near the end of the Cloud Half Marathon. In each of these cases, I rested, iced, stretched and continued to run. Of course, I did Internet searches and diagnosed myself with IT band issues. I bought a foam roller, and did the crazy stretches, and it seemed to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this 20-mile run, I tried to run the day after, and my knee was too sore, but by the second day, I seemed to run 3-miles fine. I then travelled to Albuquerque, and ran 6, 8, 6 mile runs with no apparent problems. On Saturday was a 14-mile run, and about 6-miles in, I felt some pain in my knee. By mile 7 I had to stop. I turned around and walked the 5-miles home. This has never happened before, I never had to stop and walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I iced and rested, and tried to run on Sunday. I felt a twinge at 4-mile and by 5 I again had to stop. This time the pain was a dull ache and was lower on my knee, but still on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm bummed. I need to go to the doctor and figure out what this really is. My marathon is only about 8 weeks away.... not sure what will happen, but Thea keeps telling me to not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling the doctor on Monday to see if he can get me in. I'll post an update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-385668055177374359?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/385668055177374359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=385668055177374359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/385668055177374359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/385668055177374359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/03/injurednow-what.html' title='Injured...now what?'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7059487959976680124</id><published>2010-02-28T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:43:51.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest run to date</title><content type='html'>I've been running for a long time, but never considered myself a long distance runner.  But my decision to run a marathon forces me to run distances I have never run before.   This weekend, I ran my first 20-mile run.  I was a bit anxious since I've been having a bit of a problem with my IT band causing pain in my left knee after long distances.  I've been stretching the IT band and watching that knee, so I was hoping all would go well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose a route that did not start from my house.  I first did that because of the snow and how dangerous the sidewalks were around my house, but as the sidewalks were cleared, I kept the route since it was more exciting (kinda like a race) to drive to the start line.  I had mapped a 10-mile loop starting and ending at Baker park, and winding around downtown Frederick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a bit of breakfast, I started running about 7am.  It was about 30F and a bit windy, but not too bad.  Here was what I was thinking during the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 - Boy its kinda cold, maybe I should have layered more.&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 - I wish the roads were better labeled, I think I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2.1 - Ok, now I know where I am. Damn, I'm hot, I wore too many layers.&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5 - Oh no, no sidewalks, I hate running on the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6.3 - Shit, I should have turned right on Patrick not left.... better turn around&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8 - Should I stop for a drink and GU, no, I'm good&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10.5 - One loop done, feeling good, will have water and GU&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12.5 - Whoa, whoa....... damn I did not see that ice, I hope I did not hurt anything in that fall&lt;br /&gt;Mile 14 - I feel slight pain in my left knee -  better stop and stretch&lt;br /&gt;Mile 15 - Knee is bothering me, but not getting worse, but whats going on with my right Achilles&lt;br /&gt;Mile 17 - Only three more miles&lt;br /&gt;Mile 18 - Need to stop.... will have water and GU....  need to stretch that knee again&lt;br /&gt;Mile 19.5 - This has been the longest mile ever, and both my knee and Achilles are sore&lt;br /&gt;Mile 20 - I did it, who can carry me back to my car??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day after, my left knee is sore and my right Achilles is really sore and tight.  I'm not sure I'll be able to do my recovery run today, but I'm glad I got through my first 20-mile run. And the best part, I get to do it again in three weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7059487959976680124?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7059487959976680124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7059487959976680124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7059487959976680124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7059487959976680124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/longest-run-to-date.html' title='Longest run to date'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7628329908427875307</id><published>2010-02-20T08:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:17:13.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of rest</title><content type='html'>This marathon training program I'm following calls for a week of rest every third week of training.  Rest is defined as less running, not no running!  At this point, the training weeks consist of about 20 miles during the week and about 20-25miles on the weekend.  The runs during the week are staying constant, but the long run on Saturday is building to reach the marathon goal.  The week of rest is basically cutting the mileage in about half, allowing the legs to recover for the upcoming increase in mileage.  This week calls for about 25 miles total since next weekend is my first 20 mile run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running 25 miles in a week seems like a breeze now, after building to about 40 miles per week.  Actually, a couple of days this past week I felt a bit antsy because I was not running.  Friday was such a day.  So, I decided to take an unscheduled run outdoors.  Please realize this was the first run outside in about 2 weeks due to the crazy snow we have been getting this year.  I also wanted to get out to check the road/sidewalk conditions knowing that I really wanted to do the 20-miler on the road next week.  So, I bundled up and hit the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still a lot of snow out there.    The streets are clear, but there are no shoulders and many of the sidewalks are not clear.  So, it was a bit of a challenge.  I ran around the neighborhood, keeping to the street when the sidewalks were covered.  I left the neighborhood on my normal path to the adjacent neighborhood and quickly realized I do not like running on the street with no shoulder.  Those cars move very fast!  I turned around and headed back to my neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got just over 4 miles in, and while it was nice to be outside, it was very hard to keep pace.  In addition, I had to keep looking at my feet to make sure I was not stepping on snow/ice chucks or black ice.  I kept thinking that running the neighborhood was not so bad, but if I was tired at the end of a long run, I may not be as careful, and would probably hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next weekend, I need to find some place with sidewalks/streets plowed well so I don't have to worry about my footing. Running 20-miles is a challenge enough without having to worry about jumping over snow banks and slipping on black ice.  I know the downtown area is more maintained than the location I'm at, so I may start there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard can it be to find 20-miles of road/sidewalk with no snow or ice only two weeks after the 50+ inches on snow dumped during the Blizzard of 2010???  Argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7628329908427875307?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7628329908427875307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7628329908427875307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7628329908427875307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7628329908427875307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-of-rest.html' title='A week of rest'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-8388474010261020448</id><published>2010-02-13T14:31:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:39:42.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running with Captain Kirk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;As you know from my previous posts, we got a ton of snow in Maryland. To be precise, we got about 50 inches of snow in about a week of time. Government offices (where I work) were closed for 4.5 days. We did not see a snow plow for a week. Needless to say I've been spending time on the treadmill. Typically this would be ok with me, but I'm also training for a spring marathon, so this means I have to spend a lot of time on the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my long run for the week. I was scheduled to do 18miles. On Friday, I took a walk to assess the neighborhood and local streets and knew I'd have to do this run on the treadmill. The sidewalks were not plowed, and the roads, though slightly cleared, had no shoulders and in many cases only one lane was plowed. So I knew I'd have to start mentally planning for this indoor run. The only way I've been able to get through the long treadmill runs was to watch an action movie. Chick flicks just don't do it for me (not sure they ever do), and dramas are too boring. Comedies work sometimes, but can also be too boring. Action/adventure movies seem to keep me interested enough to get through the long treadmill miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today's run I chose Star Trek. I saw this movie in the theatre and loved it. I love origin movies, and this was one of the best. In fact, with the time travel and all, it actually re-wrote the Star Trek history and opened the door for many more movies. Anyway, this is not suppose to be a review of Star Trek, just an example of the type of movie that gets me through 18 miles on the treadmill. Great characters, great interactions, great story, and great action..... just what I needed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S3cNyyWRYUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vYVaPaqriLY/s1600-h/star_trek_2009_movie_poster_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437830241232970050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S3cNyyWRYUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vYVaPaqriLY/s320/star_trek_2009_movie_poster_111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started the run kinda slow (8.5 m/m) and kept it that way for about 5 miles. I then pushed the pace to about 8.2 m/m and the incline to 0.5%. I ran this was until about 8 miles. At this point, I stopped to get some water and a GU ( less than 1min). I then increased the incline to 2% for the next mile. After mile 9 I deceased the incline to 0.5% and upped the speed to 8m/m (I was feeling pretty good at this point). After mile 12, I stopped for some water (less then 20 sec) and a short stretch. Between mile 12 and 15 I played with the pace, upping and lowering it as it felt natural. Never less than 7:30 m/m and never greater than 8:30 m/m. At Mile 15, Spock and Kirk beamed aboard the Romulan ship and the real action began!!. At 16.2 miles the movie ended and I quickly stepped off the treadmill to put in a CD from the Big Bang Theory (great sitcom) to finish the run. Finished 18 miles in 148 min and 25 sec. an 8:15m/m. I'm pretty happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left knee only bothered me slightly, and the quick stretch really helped it. I was tired and my shirt was soaked and salt stained, but I did it. Not only was this my longest treadmill run, but my longest run ever. I'm pretty proud of myself. My training calls for a recovery week next week, and my first 20-mile run in two weeks. Hopefully the roads will be better by then, but if not, I'll have to find another good action movie, and hit that treadmill again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-8388474010261020448?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/8388474010261020448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=8388474010261020448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8388474010261020448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/8388474010261020448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/running-with-captain-kirk.html' title='Running with Captain Kirk'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S3cNyyWRYUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vYVaPaqriLY/s72-c/star_trek_2009_movie_poster_111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-6118577435145894370</id><published>2010-02-07T08:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T08:58:55.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I see a treadmill in my future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Maryland, we got about 25 inches of snow as of Saturday afternoon. Now thats a lot of snow. Growing up in Illinois, I remember many large snow storms, but not many top this amount of snowfall. When I was in the 8th grade, my family went on vacation to Florida (where my grandparents lived) in January (1979), and came back to a huge amount of snow. I don't really remember how much we got, but we had to crawl over the snow to get to the house. We parked the car down the road at the neighbors and our fresh Florida oranges froze while we tried to dig out our driveway. I think I went to school only a few days that January.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S27Ab-6waKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/enDL9hHQI3M/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435493387261208738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S27Ab-6waKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/enDL9hHQI3M/s320/snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well here we are in 2010 and the snow fall amazed me. This picture was taken Saturday morning, and shows my patio table with about 24 inches of snow on it. The black pole next to it is a broom handle I stuck in the ground to get a feel for the level of snow. Only about 30 inches of the 65 inch handle is showing. My wife went out to measure the handle and almost did not come back because the snow was up to her waist in the backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, needless to say, my outdoor running will be a bit limited in the near future. The first issue is how to shovel 24 inches of snow?? I tried, I really did, but its a ton of snow. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S27Bxi6f5KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WGeIoQf2t7A/s1600-h/blowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435494857212683426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S27Bxi6f5KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WGeIoQf2t7A/s320/blowing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankfully, my neighbor has a snowblower and after she blew some of my driveway, she let me have a turn and I finished the driveways. In this picture, I'm actually snow blowing the street. I look way happier than I really was. I did get it finished, but it shows just how much snow is on the street. One of the guys I worked with asked if I was going running, and whether I plowed an eight mile path before hand. I told him I plowed a 0.1mile loop on &lt;span&gt;my driveway and planned to run 80 loops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, treadmill running is all I'm going to be able to do in the near future. I don't mind the treadmill, but I'd much rather run on the road.&lt;/span&gt; The treadmill forces you to go at a constant speed and is not forgiving. When I run on the street, my pace picks up and drops off as I feel necessary. Pushing a button does not work as well. But I do it and I typically watch TV to make the time go quicker. So for the next week, I'll be watching a lot of sitcoms and movies on DVD. I hope the snow get cleared somewhat by next Saturday, since I have that 18 mile run planned. I'm not sure I'd survive 18miles on the treadmill, but if i gotta do, I'd do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I choose winter marathon training?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-6118577435145894370?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/6118577435145894370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=6118577435145894370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6118577435145894370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6118577435145894370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-see-treadmill-in-my-future.html' title='I see a treadmill in my future'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S27Ab-6waKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/enDL9hHQI3M/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-6240345497987832077</id><published>2010-02-05T06:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:40:09.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A 16 miler</title><content type='html'>Ok, I did it.  I ran my 16mile run and it was not too bad.  The weather was very nice and felt pretty good for the most part.  Here is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out at about 10am.  My plan was to run an 8-mile loop from my house, stop and get a drink and GU, and then do another 8-mile loop.  The first few miles were kinda tough, nothing hurt, just felt a bit sluggish.  The wind was a bit stonger than I expected.  weather.com said it was about 10mph. The sidewalks in the area are only partially cleared of snow, so in some cases I ran on the street, or parking lots, and other time I just ran over the snow.  As the run progressed I kept a 7:50m/m pace, which felt comfortable.  I stopped after 6 miles to stretch my legs and at 7 miles to tie my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back home, got a drink and a GU (and some nipple protection I forgot), and was back out. I felt fine for miles 9 and 10.  I stopped and stretched the IT band at mile 11.5.  At mile 12 I was running over snow, when I slipped and twisted my knee, twice.  I swore so loud I think the passing cars slowed to make sure I was ok.  I slowed the pace down, but my knee was ok.  I stopped again to stretch at mile 14, but still no pain in my knee.  My IT bands felt tight, but no pain.  I finished the run at 16.08 miles with an average pace of 7:56m/m.  The garmin said 2:07:33, but I was out for about 2:15 including all stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'm very happy with this long run.  I'm also happy my knee was pain free.  I think the stretching and foam rolling really helped.  I also think going out slower made a difference.  I still need to go to the PT, but it'll have to wait until after the big snow storm this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend I'm suppose to do 18miles on Saturday.  Yikes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-6240345497987832077?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/6240345497987832077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=6240345497987832077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6240345497987832077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6240345497987832077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/16-miler.html' title='A 16 miler'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-9042255081575985038</id><published>2010-02-04T07:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:56:25.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long run on the wrong day</title><content type='html'>I'm going to run my long run today.  I know today is only Thursday, but i have to do it.  This weekend (Friday and Sat) we are suppose to get 2 feet of snow, and I really want to do this run on the road.  So I'm going to do my long run on Thursday.  This goes against everything I've done in the past.  I always rest before my long run.  Not this time, ran 8 miles yesterday.  So we will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is 16 miles.  Again I have to run this slow and easy.  I used this calculator before (&lt;a href="http://runbayou.com/jackd.htm"&gt;Runbayou&lt;/a&gt;) and it says with my race pace, my slow runs should be around 9m/m.  I will try and run this slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about my knee.  During many of my long runs (&gt;13 miles), the outside of my left knee hurts.  I have not been to the doctors, but the folks at &lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/forums"&gt;RunningAhead&lt;/a&gt; say its probably IT band problems.  It only hurts during long runs, and stops when I stop running.  So, I've been stretching, strengthening, and rolling on a foam roller to try and loosen the band up.  If I continue to have this problem, I'm afraid I will not be able to do the long distances.  A trip to the Doctors and Physical therapist is on order, and I will do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to beat that snow and get this run in.  Wish me and my knee luck and I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-9042255081575985038?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/9042255081575985038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=9042255081575985038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/9042255081575985038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/9042255081575985038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-run-on-wrong-day.html' title='Long run on the wrong day'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4152348131106263899</id><published>2010-01-31T15:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:39:44.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Report - Cloud Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the Cloud Snapple Half Marathon. As mentioned in an earlier post, my goal for this race was to run at 8m/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mish&lt;/span&gt; and not push it too hard. This was a training run for me and not an all out race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was set to start at 9am along the C&amp;amp;O towpath with a start line at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carderock&lt;/span&gt; recreation center. Since I had never been there before, and it was suppose to take me 45 minutes to get there, I decided to leave my house at 7:10am, so that I could pick up my packet and timing chip. The weather for the day was suppose to be cold and snow. Earlier in the week it was suppose to snow Friday night, but as of Saturday morning the snow was not suppose to come until after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the Recreation center about 8:00&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, and the Cloud people were setting up the tables for packet pickup. I sat in the car listening to the radio for a second, and the weather report was a high of about 20F. At 8:00am it was about 18F and felt like 10F. I went to pick up my packet and timing chip, and for the first time that day I noticed how cold it was. Pretty frigid. Got my packet and jumped back into my warm car. Since I got there so early, I got a prime parking spot, about 50ft from packet pickup and about 100 feet from the start line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 8:30m I started to get antsy, so I put on my hat and gloves and took off for a mile &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;warmup&lt;/span&gt;. I ran down the recreation center road to the last parking lot, turned around and ran back. I'm sure glad I got there early, it was have sucked to park that far away. By the time I got back to my car, my hands were freezing. I knew I had to protect them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8:45am, I headed down to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;startline&lt;/span&gt;. The towpath is not wide and there were about 350 people at the race. Needless to say, the start was crowded. I stood next to a group that talked about running 9m/m. I decided to move a bit closer to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was adjusting my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt;, I heard what I thought was the national anthem. I turned to the guy next to me and asked him. He just kinda shrugged as I noticed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IPOD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbuds&lt;/span&gt; in his ears. After some inaudible announcement, a small buzzer sounded that I guessed was the start of the race. Being in the middle of the pack, I did not move. About 1 minute later we began moving and when I crossed the timer mats, I hit the timer on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; and we were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1-3 - These miles were pretty laid back. I was passing lots of folks as I try and find someone at my pace. About mile two I catch up to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; gal and a guy with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbuds&lt;/span&gt; (different guy). They seemed to be on about a 7:45m/m pace. I settled in. The first aid station was at 2 miles. I passed it. Wind was kinda chilly, but the running felt easy. The towpath had a lot of sticks, rocks and ruts, so I had to watch where I was going. My times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 -7:58&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 - 7:40&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3- 7:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4-6.5 - By mile 4 it had started to snow just a little bit. I left the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;, who had slowed down a bit, but kept pace with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbuds&lt;/span&gt; guy. By mile 5, the snow had picked up quite a bit and the towpath started to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;slippery&lt;/span&gt;. A guy slipped and fell in front of me, but recovered and kept running. It was at this point, that the lead running passed me going the other way. For a second I had the thought of turning around and start running back, who would know?? I figured someone would turn me in so I kept running. Mile 6 aid station had lots of workers, but again I zipped by. The turn around was just a cone in the middle of the towpath. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Earbud&lt;/span&gt; guy did not see or hear the two girls yelling "half was done, turn here" and he kept going. As I turned around, the girls ran after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbud&lt;/span&gt; guy and told him to turn. I slowed and yelled back, "you put in more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;milage&lt;/span&gt;!!", to which he said "You think they'll give me credit?" I was now ahead of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbud&lt;/span&gt; guy. My times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4-7:40&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5 - 7:29&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6 - 7:33&lt;br /&gt;Front split - 49 min 43 sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7-10 - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Earbud&lt;/span&gt; guy passed my about mile 7, and I kept up with the guy that slipped earlier for a while.  Snow was coming down real hard now. It kept getting in my eyes. In fact, several times I had to wipe icicles off my eyelashes. It was really annoying. But I was not hot or cold, just right. If my face got cold, I lifted my neck warmer over my mouth for a few seconds and I felt better. It was also getting harder to see the towpath. by about mile 9 or 10 there had to be 2 inches of snow on the path.  This made it very hard to see the ruts and foliage on the path.  Stepped in several ruts and was lucky not to twist an ankle. My times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7 -7:30&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8 -7:32&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9 -7:37&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10 - 7:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11 to finish - Was in the zone, running smooth.  Had to keep watch of the ground, which was even more snow covered.  Passed a bunch of towpath hikers at the mile 11 aid station.  They asked how much we were running, and seemed impressed with the distance in this weather. Also at mile 11, I passed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;earbud&lt;/span&gt; guy, who was clearly beginning to struggle and ran alone for the remainder of the race.  Several people yelled good job as I passed them, but I really did not feel I was speeding up, only keeping pace.  By 12.3&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; I noticed my left knee started hurting.  The same IT band issue.  I considered stopping to stretch, but decided not to since I was close to the finish.  I pushed through and finished in 1hr 40min.  My knee was hurting a bit at the end, but stopped hurting as soon as I stopped.  My times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11 -7:41&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12 -7:41&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13 -7:45&lt;br /&gt;0.15 mile - 1:04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back half split - 50min 17 sec - only 34 seconds slower than the first half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I finished, I went into the shoot, got my metal, and they needed me to give back my timing chip.  I struggled with my laces, which were double &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;knotted&lt;/span&gt;, a nice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt; held me get my chip off.  I went and got water and some cold pizza.  As I walked to cool down, I talked to a guy who finished in 1:31.  He also complained about the ruts, etc.  Soon I noticed my hands were freezing since the sweat from my gloves was beginning to freeze.  I grabbed another piece of pizza, and headed for my car. There was at least 3inches of snow on my car, which I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hurriedly&lt;/span&gt; brushed off and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; race.  Weather kinda sucked, but the race was well organized, people were nice and numbers were small.  There really was no spectators, which was the only real down side.  I'd do it again.  I'm a bit worried about my knee in the long distances, but I'll talk about that in a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "official" numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 out of 332&lt;br /&gt;16 out of 58 in age group (40-49)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Official&lt;/span&gt; time 1:40:28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4152348131106263899?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4152348131106263899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4152348131106263899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4152348131106263899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4152348131106263899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/race-report-cloud-half-marathon.html' title='Race Report - Cloud Half Marathon'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-9150324769647934018</id><published>2010-01-28T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:07:59.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloud Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>On Saturday morning, I'm going to be running in the Cloud Half Marathon in Carderock, Maryland.  This is the inaugural race organized by Cloud High Athletics.  Its basically a 13.1 miles up and back race run along the C&amp;amp;O canal towpath.  I've run the towpath several times, but never that far south on the towpath.  It claims to be flat and fast.  Since my marathon training calls for a 14mile run on Saturday, I thought this race would be a good motivator.   I have specific goals for race.  I have no desire to try and PR on the race.  I want to run it slow like a training run.  I'm shooting for 8:00m/m or so.  I ran the Parks HM in September in about 7:26m/m, so this might seem slow, but I need it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been still having some issues with me knee and hamstring.  Actually I woke up this morning with some sharp pains in my left knee, but it did not bother me during my run.  So, I want to get in the miles and go slow. Hopefully, I'll have no problems with the legs.  The day of rest tomorrow will help,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather on the other hand is not going to cooperate.  Forecast calls for temperatures in the teens and snow.  I'm not good running slow in the cold., so it will be a challenge to meet my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck, and I'll report back after the race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-9150324769647934018?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/9150324769647934018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=9150324769647934018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/9150324769647934018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/9150324769647934018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/cloud-half-marathon.html' title='Cloud Half Marathon'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-5826669192518411904</id><published>2010-01-27T06:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T07:11:57.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the cold.... and snow??</title><content type='html'>After a week of running in shorts and t-shirts, I had to put back on the long sleeves and hats for my run yesterday.  I decided to do a half marathon pace run to test out the legs after the shorter recovery week last week.  The weather was partly sunny and about 33F, so it was not too bad.  Last week it was sunny and 75F in Florida, but whose complaining.  Anyway, the run went ok, and I enjoyed it, but I gotta say I really do not like cold and the wind.  It makes the running harder and less enjoyable.  Other runners talk about how they enjoy running in rain and snow.... feeling the crunching of the snow beneath their shows....  hogwash...  it sucks... cold, wet, uncomfortable.  None of these sound enjoyable to me.  But, I do it because I know I need the training to reach my goal, and I know running in bad weather will make me a better runner.  If I say this enough times I may convince myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I have a planned 14 mile run.  I have decided to do the &lt;a href="http://www.highcloud.org/cloudsnapple"&gt;Cloud Half Marathon &lt;/a&gt;race as part of that run.  Weather forecast is 20F and snow... it will make me a better runner, it will make me a better runner, it will make me a better runner.... argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-5826669192518411904?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/5826669192518411904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=5826669192518411904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5826669192518411904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5826669192518411904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-cold-and-snow.html' title='Back to the cold.... and snow??'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-3662458593379815743</id><published>2010-01-24T14:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:36:43.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week in Disney</title><content type='html'>Well, this past week was my recovery week in the marathon training. Every three weeks, the training plans has a week of shorter runs to allow the legs to recover. So, from my plan, I was suppose to do about 2o miles this week instead of the 35-40 I typically do. The plan had me doing 4 miles on Tues, rest Wednesday, 5 miles on Thursday, rest on Friday, 6 miles on Saturday, and 4 miles on Sunday. No problem and sounds easy, right? Well, this week was also my family's first trip to Disney World in Orlando. So here is a quick (and no way complete) recap of the Disney trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 1/17/10 -ran an easy 4 miles at home before getting ready to leave... travelled from Dulles to Orlando, and take bus to Caribbean Beach Resort. Walked around resort, checked in, had dinner, went to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 1/18/10 - Magic Kingdom - On the Bus by 9am, spent all day at the park, saw many characters, did many rides (love that Haunted House!), saw parades, and stayed for the fireworks, which were amazing. Got back to the resort at 9:30pm and was exhausted. We had to have walked 10miles. Feet were tired and a bit achy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 1/19/10 - Epcot - got up at 6:30 and put in 4.5 miles. The resort had a 1.2 mile loop around a lake, which I ran about three times. The weather was wonderful, about 55F and slightly windy. We were on the bus by 9am that morning to Epcot. We spent the whole morning doing a Kim Possible adventure that took us to many of the countries at Epcot. Later in the day we did several rides and attractions including Soaring, which was amazing. Again stayed for the fireworks, and did not get back to the resort until 9:30ish. Again we must have walked 10miles and my feet hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 1/20/10 - Hollywood Studio - on the bus just after 9am. We still did a lot of walking and went on the Tower of Terror and the Indiana Jones show, which was cool. We got back to the resort by 8ish and just relaxed. Feet felt a little better, but legs were a bit achy. In bed by 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 1/21/10 - Got up at 6:30 and put in just over 5 miles. Today I left the 1.2 mile loop and ran through the resort and parking lots. Not bad, it was a bit warmer this day, about 70F at 6:30 and 90% humidity. I was soaked after this run. Went to Animal Kingdom - We knew this was going to be a short day since the park closed at 5pm - Got on the bus at 9am, saw some shows, saw some animals, went on Expedition Everest roller coaster - now that was a great coster.  Went back to hotel after park closed, but instead of relaxing, we left the kids with the inlaws and went to Downtown Disney.  Walked more, had dinner at the Planet Hollywood (thought they were all closed), and walked some more.  Again, my feet were hurting by the end of the day.  We must have put in another 10 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 1/22/10 - Back to Magic Kingdom.  On the bus by 9am, and saw new characters, and new attractions, but also visited some rides we went on Monday.  It was a great day.  At 3:30pm we left and went to a musical dinner review called Hoop Dee Doo.  It was a great time, and there was no walking!!  After dinner we went back to Magic Kingdom for the fireworks.  We get back to the resort at 9pm-ish and was in bed before 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 1/23/10 -Got up at 6:30am and put in my last 6mile run of the week.  I wore shorts and t-shirt all week, and this run was really nice.  The weather was perfect.  We had breakfast in the resort, checked out and headed to the airport for the trip home.  Got the kids to bed about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, I'm glad this was a light running week for me.  The amount of walking made my legs  and feet ache, and a hard running week may have spoiled my time at Disney.  I'm not sure it was really a recovery week.  I guess I'll find out this week as I get back to the harder training.  My plan calls for 38 miles this week, with a 14mile run on Saturday.  I plan to do the Cloud Half Marathon on Saturday for my long run.... but more on that later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-3662458593379815743?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/3662458593379815743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=3662458593379815743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3662458593379815743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3662458593379815743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/week-in-disney.html' title='A Week in Disney'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-3446593285769547502</id><published>2010-01-16T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:18:05.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental toughness</title><content type='html'>Long distance running is all about the mental state you are in while running.  I know for me, if I question whether a long run is going to be good or bad, it will be bad.  I've heard that running is 90% mental and 10% physical.  I don't think the percentages are that lopsided, but I definitely know that having the right mental attitude can get you through the later miles much easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my long run.  All day yesterday I flip-flopped on whether I was going to do a treadmill or an outside run.  I get tired of wind and cold and thought that I'd give myself a break and run indoors.  But my conscience was telling me to go outside.  I know that in two weeks I'm running a half, and that marathon is going to come quicker than I expect, so I better hit the actual road if I want to be well trained.  Then at 3am, I awoke with a cramp in the arch of my right foot, it went away quickly, but it kept me up cause I was thinking of what injury I may have (I'm a hypochondriac by the way).  Anyway, I got up at 6:30am, forced myself outside and started the run.  Slight wind and 33F,  not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to keep an 8:00m/m pace, and run easy.  I wanted to be able to finish the run and not be exhausted.  But my mind kept thinking of the upcoming vacation (We are going to Disney tomorrow), all the things I needed to do, and how I really did not want to be on the road.  As I finished the 12 mile run, I kept pace really well, but was more tired that I thought I should be.  My hands and face were freezing and I just did not enjoy the run.   On the good side, I kept pace and I really did not have any aches and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only way to get past a bad run is to learn from it and look toward tomorrow.  I know that my mental state plays a big part in how I run.     As I move forward in my training, I know I will have good runs and bad runs.  Tomorrow will be a good run, and a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-3446593285769547502?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/3446593285769547502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=3446593285769547502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3446593285769547502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3446593285769547502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/mental-toughness.html' title='Mental toughness'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-981734553270300749</id><published>2010-01-14T13:56:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:36:26.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh, I fartleked while running today</title><content type='html'>Its not what you think.... beans had nothing to do with my run today. Even though my wife would rather hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tootlek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fartlek&lt;/span&gt; is a Swedish word that means "Speed Play" and is a form of speed work used by athletes. I like this kind of speed work, because it allows a lot of flexibility, and it does not wear you out the way a tempo or pace run would. So here was my workout today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 mile - easy (8-8:30pace)&lt;br /&gt;0.25 miles - &lt;5k pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.25 - easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.5 miles - 5K pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.25 - easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.75 miles - 5K-10K pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.25 - easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.75 miles - 10K-HM pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.25 - easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.5 miles - 10K pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.25 miles - easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My legs felt worked out after this run, but it did not wear me out. I enjoyed this run a lot. Now, I gotta get me one of these shirts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S09xW1iIRUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rbiefc6P-9Q/s1600-h/df20000908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426680713146025282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S09xW1iIRUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rbiefc6P-9Q/s320/df20000908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-981734553270300749?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/981734553270300749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=981734553270300749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/981734553270300749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/981734553270300749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/uh-oh-i-fartleked-while-running-today.html' title='Uh-oh, I fartleked while running today'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S09xW1iIRUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rbiefc6P-9Q/s72-c/df20000908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-3434937433059299016</id><published>2010-01-13T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:15:10.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to run slow</title><content type='html'>I have a problem.  When most people run, and their mind wanders, they slow down.  I'm kinda the opposite.  If my mind wanders I speed up.  Now, I don't sprint, but my pace goes up to 7:15m/m.  In my marathon training, I need to slow down.  I ran my last half at 7:30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; pace.  ALL training schedules that I have looked at say my easy pace should be about 8:30m/m.  I struggle with this.  I'm afraid if I don't slow down, I'll hurt myself.  This fall I had some IT band issues.  I asked folks over at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RunningAhead&lt;/span&gt; to look at my running log, and many people said I should rethink my training and slow down a lot on my easy runs.  So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what I have been trying to do.  Hopefully, my running will improve and I'll keep those pesky injuries away.  I'm going to stick to one day of speed work (tempo, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fatlek&lt;/span&gt;, intervals) and keep the rest SLOW as I build my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did 8 miles, at 8:00m/m.  Felt comfortable... sometimes it felt slow.  I definitely noticed the difference...  I don't feel as tired after the run, which could be less about the pace and more about lack of windchill today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-3434937433059299016?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/3434937433059299016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=3434937433059299016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3434937433059299016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3434937433059299016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-to-run-slow.html' title='Learning to run slow'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-595636894065417388</id><published>2010-01-12T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:00:09.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the streets</title><content type='html'>Typically, before I head out for a run, I will think about the route I want to take.  I know how much time I have and how many miles I want to put it, so I map it all out ahead of time.  Sometimes I use the route mapping software over at RunningAhead (&lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/maps"&gt;http://www.runningahead.com/maps&lt;/a&gt;) just to make sure I get the miles I need.  I think this takes some of the fun out of running.  Finding new routes and going down unknown streets are kinda exciting and keeps the mind active.  A few weeks ago I ran a 8-mile run through the snow covered streets in Columbus, Ohio from my in-laws house.  Had no idea where I was going, or where I was, but I put in the miles, found my way back and enjoyed it (except for that damn cold wind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did the same thing.  I went out and ran.  Turned corners when I felt like it, went straight when I felt like it.  A couple of times I ended up in familiar territory, but that's ok.  I put in my six miles, and it went pretty quickly.  I enjoy spontaneity, especially when I plan for it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-595636894065417388?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/595636894065417388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=595636894065417388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/595636894065417388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/595636894065417388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/through-streets.html' title='Through the streets'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-108336113111426756</id><published>2010-01-11T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:27:01.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery run???</title><content type='html'>Sunday&amp;nbsp;was suppose to be a recovery run.&amp;nbsp; I've been told, or actually I have read online, that if you run more than four times a week, a recovery run is needed.&amp;nbsp; These runs are used to help muscle recovery after a hard/long&amp;nbsp; run.&amp;nbsp; However, many people now think recovery runs are less about recovery and more about fitness.&amp;nbsp; Running on fatigued legs help builds endurance and leg strength, and is suppose to get your legs ready for the feeling of running&amp;nbsp;the second half of&amp;nbsp;a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, most recovery runs should be at a slow comfortable pace... but cold and wind are not my friend and the longer I'm in them, the faster I run....&amp;nbsp; Here are the times for my 4-mile recovery run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - 7:40min/mile&lt;br /&gt;2 - 7:35 min/mile&lt;br /&gt;3- 7:32 min/mile&lt;br /&gt;4 - 7:15 min/mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like pace, and not so much recovery.&amp;nbsp; I have to get better at this...&amp;nbsp; injuries happen from running too fast all the time.&amp;nbsp; I need to keep my long term goal in mind....&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-108336113111426756?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/108336113111426756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=108336113111426756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/108336113111426756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/108336113111426756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/recovery-run.html' title='Recovery run???'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-1694425918882727198</id><published>2010-01-09T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:17:19.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside running</title><content type='html'>Well, today I ran on the treadmill. I always kinda feel wimpish when I choose to run on the treadmill. REAL runners would not run inside unless their lives were in mortal danger. But I gotta tell you that I am already tired of the cold wind. This past week, when I did run outside, the temperatures were in the 20s, but the winds were whipping at 25mph, with gusts at 35mph. And this is not a tropical breeze, but a biting cold wind... It sucked. I checked the weather this morning, and the temperatures were not too cold (in the 20s) and the winds were only about 15mph making the wind chill about 15F. Still I decided to do the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the run went well. I ran comfortably for 12 miles, while watching Iron Man, which is a great movie by the way. The treadmill gets boring, so I played with the pace and elevation, changing it between 8:30min/mil to 7:30min/mil... amd 0 to 1% incline. Got off the treadmill a couple of times to stretch my right hamstring, which is still bothering me a bit. I finished in 98 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a 4-miler.... and I WILL go outside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-1694425918882727198?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/1694425918882727198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=1694425918882727198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1694425918882727198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1694425918882727198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/inside-running.html' title='Inside running'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-2590631365945329878</id><published>2010-01-08T08:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:49:25.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of rest</title><content type='html'>So, my plan is to run the Frederick Marathon (&lt;a href="http://www.frederickmarathon.org/Home_73.htm"&gt;www.frederickmarathon.org/Home_73.htm&lt;/a&gt;) on May 2. This is my first attempt at a marathon and I'm a bit nervous. I've been running a long time, but never distances greater than 15 miles. I have run 5K, 10K, 10-mile and 1/2 marathons, but have never taking the jump to the full 26.4 miles. Did I say I was kinda nervous? Anyway, I'm about 18 weeks from that goal,and I've started a running program to build up my long run... it can be found here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marathontraining.com/marathon/m_sch_2.html"&gt;http://www.marathontraining.com/marathon/m_sch_2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fits into my schedule and I feel I have the base to complete it. Over the summer and fall, i began building a base, so that I'm running between 30-35 miles per week. If you want to look at my log, look here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/e5c965d15f204be388ea1f4fa9d98200"&gt;http://www.runningahead.com/logs/e5c965d15f204be388ea1f4fa9d98200&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is a day of rest... tomorrow a 12-mile run&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-2590631365945329878?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/2590631365945329878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=2590631365945329878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2590631365945329878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2590631365945329878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-of-rest.html' title='A day of rest'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-5415846527687009250</id><published>2010-01-07T13:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:18:33.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A move to a running blog</title><content type='html'>Been thinking of a way to record my thoughts and feelings during my running training.  I think I'll take this old blog and start it up again as a running blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have the same endurance for blogging that I do for running......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-5415846527687009250?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/5415846527687009250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=5415846527687009250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5415846527687009250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5415846527687009250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2010/01/move-to-running-blog.html' title='A move to a running blog'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4321354211830962867</id><published>2007-04-24T07:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:22:56.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you no faith??</title><content type='html'>OK, I know its been a long time since my last post, but I've been busy. Work is kicking my butt and my work travel has been a bit extensive, so blogging has not been a top priority. But things are a bit more settled down for the time being, and I can write a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imadramamama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thea&lt;/a&gt; wrote a blog yesterday about her faith and got me thinking about mine. I've been reading a lot of fiction books lately based on religious topics (I have had a lot of time to read since I spend many hours in airports over the last few weeks.... check out Thea's blog for those details!!). One of the books was about the Templar Knights and their efforts to hide a secret Gospel written by Jesus where he talks about his mortality and proclaims he was nothing more than a man. The book focused on the early Catholic church and how it fabricated a lot of the Jesus story to build the church and give people new hope. It was interesting. I also read a book that claimed that Jesus was not the only Messiah and that another one, named Sophia, existed and performed many of the same miracles and met approximately the same fate. This book again focused on the early Catholic church and how it covered up the existence of this other Messiah because she was a women. Both books were interesting reads and really made me think. I'd give the full reference for each book, but don't have it here at the moment. If interested, leave me a comment and I'll provide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing these books with Thea last night, and she asked if they make me question my faith. They don't make me question my faith. Faith is the belief in something without proof. Even if I have or do not have proof, it does not change what I believe since I don't need proof to believe in it. In addition, someone once told me that you can not have faith without questions and doubts. I'm a very scientific person, whose training is focused on looking at evidence and drawing conclusions based on the physics of the problem. The idea of God, Jesus, and Heaven defy human physics and logic, which brings large doubt into their existence.  But keep in mind that at one time, we thought the atom was the smallest particle in matter.  The scientific knowledge at the time could not comprehend any more.  But now we have invented things like particle accelerators that have been used in the discovery of quarks, which are the building blocks of protons and neutrons.... oops, we were wrong, the atom is not the smallest particle, now quarks are........ until we find a way to split a quark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that we can not know what God knows, and even though we follow a set a laws, he may not.  We can only prove what is in our ability to prove.  I truly believe that the only way to know God is through faith.  Sure I have doubts, and my scientific mind is always battling my religious mind, but in the end I realize that I believe what I believe and human fact or fiction is not going to change that.  There are things out there that at this point in our evolution we just do not understand, and we may never understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also reading a book about the historical Jesus.  This book focuses on the man, not the center of the religion.  It explores what Jesus really might have been like, and what his real message was.  It also looks at how man has interpreted Jesus' message to fulfil earthly goals.  Another interesting read. I'll blog about it soon.... no really, I will....  have some faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4321354211830962867?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4321354211830962867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4321354211830962867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4321354211830962867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4321354211830962867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-you-no-faith.html' title='Have you no faith??'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-2347960250594903140</id><published>2007-03-28T07:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:04:20.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence</title><content type='html'>Where did that saying come from, and what does it really mean?  Well for the scientists out there I found this re-wording... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The herbage is customarily more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;verdurous&lt;/span&gt; on the diametrical selvage of the property barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people actually use the words &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;verdurous&lt;/span&gt; and selvage?  Anyway, I guess its a proverb that people use to express their discontent with the current situation(s) in their life.  I do know that in my life, I often find myself thinking that someone else has it better than me.  Lately, I've been thinking about my career path and whether I should make a change or not.  In my mind, I think things have to be better or at least different than the current situation, but do they really??  I think when things don't go your way; you have a demanding boss, or unattainable deadlines, or more stress than you can handle, things always look better elsewhere.  But I would have to guess that similar situations have to occur on the other side of the fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle with how to resolve that conflict.  Do you make a change, and then later realize that the things are no better, or do you not make a change and constantly wonder how green the grass really is on the other side.  In some aspects of my life, like my marriage and family, I have no doubt about the greenness of my grass (on most days!), but in others, I'm just not so sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contemplating this issue, I came across a quote from a book by Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fulghum&lt;/span&gt; that probably sums it up the best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The grass is not, in fact, always greener on the other side of the fence. Not at all. Fences have nothing to do with it. The grass is greenest where it is watered. When crossing over fences, carry water with you and tend the grass wherever you may be." -- Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fulghum&lt;/span&gt;, in It was On Fire When I Lay Down on It, Ivy Books, 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to keep that in mind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-2347960250594903140?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/2347960250594903140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=2347960250594903140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2347960250594903140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/2347960250594903140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/grass-is-always-greener-on-other-side.html' title='The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-3153064028465472325</id><published>2007-03-24T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T09:11:53.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids jokes</title><content type='html'>Ok, my days have been crazy lately... working 50+ hours a week, plus having a sinus infection (again), and generally tired due to lack of sleep (cause of the infection). Sometimes a good laugh helps... and my kids say and do some silly things.  &lt;a href="http://www.imadramamama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thea &lt;/a&gt;has written about these things several times in her blog, so I'm not going to repeat them here, but I got these in an e-mail, and they made me laugh, so I'm going to post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. Aftera while he asked: "Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. "I love you so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLINTON(age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES(age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt." Concerned, James asked: "What happened to the flea?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget.... this particular Sunday sermon..."Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. "Without you, we are but dust..." He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love these... and the things that come out of kids mouths.. Kids make you stop and take a step back.... look at things from a fresh point of view. Kids views are untainted by society, and not driven by motive, or selfish desires... Its refreshing... and not that I'm complaining, but I have also wondered why women have two....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-3153064028465472325?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/3153064028465472325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=3153064028465472325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3153064028465472325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/3153064028465472325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/kids-jokes.html' title='Kids jokes'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-1787378541292449659</id><published>2007-03-17T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:39:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some facts....</title><content type='html'>Ok, My wife, &lt;a href="http://www.imadramamama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thea&lt;/a&gt;, tagged me, so here are my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:30am&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? Ah, well.....&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Wow, I honestly can't think back that far&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Heroes&lt;br /&gt;5. What did you have for breakfast? Peanut Butter Granola Bar....yum&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine? Chinese&lt;br /&gt;8. What foods do you dislike? Not a big fan of Mexican&lt;br /&gt;9. What are your favorite chips? I was going to say computer..... but Thea would call me a dork, so I'll say Doritos&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? I've been hearing the new Daughtry on the radio.... want to get it!&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of car do you drive? Hyundai Elantra&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite sandwich? Turkey on a bagel&lt;br /&gt;13. What are characteristics you can't stand? Hypocritical&lt;br /&gt;14. What are your favorite clothes? Jeans and t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go anywhere on vacation where would you go? Anywhere with my wife&lt;br /&gt;16. There was no sixteen in this little questionnaire so I'll just give you a random fact about myself: I'm a black belt in Tae Kwon Do&lt;br /&gt;17. Where would you want to retire? Does not matter, just so I'm near those I love&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite time of day? 8:01pm&lt;br /&gt;19. Where were you born? Joliet Illinois&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your favorite sport to watch? College Football&lt;br /&gt;21. Coke or Pepsi? Diet Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;22. Beavers or ducks? What kind of question is that?&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Morning... can't stay awake past 9pm!&lt;br /&gt;24. Pedicure or manicure? I bite my fingernails.... would bite my toe nails if I could reach them&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you want to be when you were little? Coroner (loved Quincy)&lt;br /&gt;26. What is your best childhood memory? Bowling with my dad.... family vacations to Florida&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever been to Africa? Nope&lt;br /&gt;28. Ever been toilet papering? Once&lt;br /&gt;29. Been in a car accident? Yep..&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite day of the week? Saturday&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite restaurant? Anything but Bob Evans..... BD Mongolian BBQ&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite flower? I like them all the same....&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite ice-cream? Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite fast food restaurant? Wendy's.&lt;br /&gt;35. How many times did you fail your driver's test? none&lt;br /&gt;36. From whom did you get your last e-mail? Client&lt;br /&gt;37. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? Best Buy&lt;br /&gt;38. Last person you went to dinner with? Cast of Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;39. What are you listening to right now? Jake running around upstairs&lt;br /&gt;40. What is your favorite color? Blue!&lt;br /&gt;41. How many tattoos do you have? one.&lt;br /&gt;42. How many are you sending this Email to? Just blogging, not sending via e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;43. What time did you finish this e-mail blog entry? 8:30am.&lt;br /&gt;44. Favorite magazine: Readers Digest&lt;br /&gt;45. Coffee or tea? Diet Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you tan easily or burn easily? Burn, peel, burn&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you color your hair? Don't have enough to color&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the first car you ever purchased without the help of your parents? Ford Mustang... what a car!!!&lt;br /&gt;49. What is your most dreaded household chore? Cleaning the cat litter..... ick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-1787378541292449659?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/1787378541292449659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=1787378541292449659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1787378541292449659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1787378541292449659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-my-wife-thea-tagged-me-so-here-are.html' title='Some facts....'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7232254133105978908</id><published>2007-03-16T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T08:10:06.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell of the Greasepaint, Roar of the Crowd</title><content type='html'>Now that the show is over, and my life starts to get back to normal, I find people asking me why I do theater. Why does left-brained engineer enjoy making a spectacle of himself?? I once asked a gal I know why she does theater, and she told me directly, "I do it to hear the applause." That brings visions of Sally Field... "They like me, they really like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the applause is flattering, but I think I use theater as a vacation from my everyday life. What other hobby can you have where you are totally immersed in a life that's not yours. Lumiere (that's the role I played in the play last week) never had to worry about report deadlines, demanding clients, cash flow issues, or screaming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;schoolers&lt;/span&gt; for that matter. Now don't get me wrong, I really love my life and the path I've chosen, but I also like the diversion, and theater gives me that opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theater has also helped me learn about myself.  No matter how hard I try, I will never be a dancer, but I can move without tripping on my own feet.  I can not sing opera, but I hold my own with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Broadway&lt;/span&gt; type songs.  I do not have the stature to be a leading man (I'm more the silly sidekick type), but I know how to develop a character and make him appear bigger than life.  Most of all, I have learned that I can accomplish what I put my mind to.  Theater really has been an important part of my life and has brought me many of things I adore; many of my friends, my church, my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thea surprised me on Sunday and brought Jake to see the show.  It was a nice surprise since I did not think he was going to be able to see the show.  He also was there for one of the dress rehearsals, and I remember looking out and seeing his face while the show was going on.  He was mesmerized.  He starred at the stage and never moved (which can be unusual for him).  I know you can not force your kids into certain extracurricular activities, but I hope he continues to show interest in theater.   I think theater can make you a well-rounded person, by constantly challenging you to step outside of your comfort zone, helping you grow.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; all any parent can ask for their kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7232254133105978908?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7232254133105978908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7232254133105978908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7232254133105978908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7232254133105978908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/smell-of-greasepaint-roar-of-crowd.html' title='Smell of the Greasepaint, Roar of the Crowd'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7065622730991058126</id><published>2007-03-15T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:24:27.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, well, as you can tell, I have not been doing too well on this blogging thing.  With the play ending and work kicking my butt this week, I have not had a chance to write much.  Well, I had to write a short bit today about my morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to take Jake to preschool today because it was Donuts with Dads day.  Even though the event only lasts 1/2 hour, its kinda a fun time when the Dad can take the kids to school and see what they do, what and who they play with, etc.  I went to Donuts with Dads last year, but only a few dads showed up.  This year nearly all the Dads were there.   However, some could not make it because of business meetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the initial hellos, I watched how the other Dads were interacting with their kids.  Some of the dads sat and played with their kids, while others sat and watched while their kids played either alone or with another kid.  It is a funny sight to see grown men, some of them well over 200 pounds, sitting in small kids chairs.  I could tell some of them were wishing to God the 1/2 hour was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played puzzles with Jake for the first few minutes, then we played blocks with his friend Daniel and then matchbox cars with his friend Owen.  After that Jake wanted me to read a book, so we both sat on the miniature couch and read a book.  After the first book, one of the little boys came up to me and handed me a book to read.  I looked for his father, and noticed that he was sitting on the floor kinda daydreaming, not paying much attention to his son.  It kinda made me sad for this poor boy, so I told him to take the book to his father.  He did and his father then read to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the 1/2 hour, and the time I got to spend with Jake at school.  I want to be the type of father who goes to these events, participates, and enjoys the interaction.  Getting over involved in work is easy.  I'm very lucky that I have Thea who always reminds me that work is not the most important thing in my life.  I'm also grateful for mornings like today,  when interacting with my kids helps remind me how lucky I am to be a father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7065622730991058126?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7065622730991058126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7065622730991058126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7065622730991058126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7065622730991058126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/donuts-with-dad.html' title='Donuts with Dad'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-5049255705352521070</id><published>2007-03-12T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:41:38.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the show was this weekend. Here are some pictures... 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVJ_IO8lTI/AAAAAAAAACk/0fqksEQ6NL8/s320/B%26B12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVJ0oO8lSI/AAAAAAAAACc/QdjepKW6eW4/s1600-h/B%26B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041016526413272354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVJ0oO8lSI/AAAAAAAAACc/QdjepKW6eW4/s320/B%26B13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVKMYO8lUI/AAAAAAAAACs/Oe6iADTNk8M/s1600-h/B%26B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041016934435165506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVKMYO8lUI/AAAAAAAAACs/Oe6iADTNk8M/s320/B%26B14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-5049255705352521070?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/5049255705352521070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=5049255705352521070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5049255705352521070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/5049255705352521070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/RfVDYoO8lFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3qaXqWB3xkg/s72-c/B%26B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-6251518327932366803</id><published>2007-03-08T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:21:14.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening night</title><content type='html'>Tonight is opening night. Like I mentioned in a previous post, I'm in a production of Beauty and the Beast. I'm playing Lumiere the candle stick. I will try and get some pictures for future posts. Well, I have done a lot of shows in the past. In fact, I have being doing theater since I was a freshman in high school. People ask me if I still get nervous, and the answer is a definite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;. Many of the reasons for my nervousness stem from a few instances where I have really messed up and have never gotten over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these times occurred in a show many years ago. Camelot is a musical based on the King Aurthur story and I was cast as Squire Dap, who is Lancelot's assistant. The show is long and boring, but the cast was fun and it was a great show to be in. Squire Dap is not a large role, but I did have lines and a small solo about half way through the show. Well, on the final dress rehearsal, which by the way was the night the show was being video taped, I was standing back stage before my song started and suddenly got a rush of anxiety. I could not remember the words to my song. In fact I could not remember even the first word. As the music started, I remember feeling my heart pounding in my chest, and I thought, "Ok, it'll come to me" as I walked on stage. The music continued to build to the point where I was suppose to enter. When it was time for me to sing, I opened my mouth, and nothing came out. Absolutely nothing. I looked down into the orchestra pit, and the director was mouthing the words, but it just didn't help. I was crashing. Afterwords, I felt horrible, not only about myself, but because I let people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I tried everything to remember those words. I actually wrote them in my hat, and spent the whole next day practicing taking off my hat and looking at the words without looking to obvious. Its just not natural to look into a hat, especially when you are singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, opening night came, and I found myself in the same situation. Heart pounding, sweat building on my upper lip, the same anxiety as before. The words taped into my hat did not comfort me. As I stood backstage, I forced myself to think about all of the rehearsals where I got the song right, the fun I had developing the character and interacting with the other actors. I told myself that I had to believe and trust in what I had learned. I had to believe in myself. As I walked on stage, I looked down into the orchestra pit, and saw a familiar bead of sweat on the director's lip as he waited to see what if anything would come out of my mouth. I opened my mouth and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really does not matter what happened next. The point is that I believed in myself, and trusted in what I had learned. I realized that self-confidence can over come anxiety. Every opening night I have, I think about that feeling, and when I start to get that strange feeling in my gut (kinda like I'm getting today), I think about rehearsals, and what I've learned. I have self-confidence. It does not eliminate the anxiety, but it allows me to cope with it. However, even with that self confidence, there is no way I will ever let Thea watch that Camelot video. Somethings are better left unseen. Wish me luck tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-6251518327932366803?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/6251518327932366803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=6251518327932366803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6251518327932366803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/6251518327932366803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/opening-night.html' title='Opening night'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-1375412116876394698</id><published>2007-03-07T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T08:24:00.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>My church does a large scale musical every year. This year we are putting on Beauty and the Beast. Tough show to do if you are a professional group. So for a group of ordinary, but talented, Methodists, it was quite an undertaking. Well, we open on Thursday, and we are as ready as we are going to be. I think the show is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, but there are a lot of issues. Being a perfectionist I'm always thinking that things could go this way or that way, or this person could have done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; job better, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before every rehearsal the group sits down and we listen to a devotion. Sometimes these devotions are just a bible passage, or sometimes they are a life story that relates to the drama ministry. The other day, the message was a pick-me-up and meant to boost our morale. At the end of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;devotion&lt;/span&gt;, a small box was passed around and everyone had to let the angel pick them. The box was full of little pieces of cardboard with an angel imprinted on one side.  On the back side of the angel that picked me was a single word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Contentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little piece of cardboard made me think...  sometimes I'm too hard on myself, on others and on the process.  Not just with the church theater, but in life.   Sometimes being anxious, or a perfectionist, or anal for that matter does not help the situation.  Sometimes it just is what it is, and thats ok.  Sometimes its just better to let it go, and be content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read over this post, I began to re-write a section that I thought was worded poorly.... but you know what... for once, I'm going to take my own advice and just let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-1375412116876394698?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/1375412116876394698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=1375412116876394698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1375412116876394698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/1375412116876394698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4774709528249341728</id><published>2007-03-06T07:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:07:43.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>85 seems old... for now</title><content type='html'>I was reading the newspaper this weekend, and there was an article about a website that could predict how long you would live by asking you some pretty simple questions. So I went to &lt;a href="http://www.livingto100.com/"&gt;http://www.livingto100.com/&lt;/a&gt; and took the quiz. They ask you questions about your family history, your eating, drinking and smoking habits, your stress level, etc. With a click of a button your mortality level is flashed on the screen. I was filling out my form thinking about every french fry I have ever eaten, or the days I just could not work out... I think I took 2 years off my life by just taking the crazy quiz!! Anyway, my final answer came out to be 85. Boy, I may live to 85, that's good news right?? I'm only 41, so I'm not even at mid-life yet!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The web page then gave me tips on how to increase my life span even more. A couple of the biggies included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have noted that you lead a fairly stressful life. Identifying and lessening the sources of your stress, if you can, could add one-two years to your life depending upon just how much of a change you are able to make. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get stressed out trying to find ways to lessen stress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Increasing your exercise regimen to 4 days a week could add a year and a half, to 5 days a week could add 3 years, to 6 or 7 days a week could add 5 years to your life expectancy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think working out 7 days a week would kill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minimizing or cutting out your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;caffeinated&lt;/span&gt; coffee consumption completely could provide you with about half a year more in life expectancy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;measly&lt;/span&gt; half a year for giving up caffeine... wheres the advantage there??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Flossing regularly can add up to 4 years to your life. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's amazing that bleeding gums can actually kill you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;If I do everything they suggest, I would live to 98. Not sure I want to live that long anyway.... I've seen people at 98, and it does not look like much fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I came away from this quiz feeling a bit better about my mortality, and what I need to do to make my life longer and healthier. As I think about what I have to do today, knowing very well that my schedule is going to force me to have fast food for dinner, I can't help but thinking.. Boy, I should floss my teeth today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4774709528249341728?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4774709528249341728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4774709528249341728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4774709528249341728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4774709528249341728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/85-seems-old-for-now.html' title='85 seems old... for now'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-7690477157797591061</id><published>2007-03-05T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:45:26.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/Rege-d6cvjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zBRevH1HAL8/s1600-h/image008.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037310241744404018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/Rege-d6cvjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zBRevH1HAL8/s320/image008.gif" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm an engineer, and sometimes people make fun of engineers. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that. But what people don't know is that we have a sense of humor. Now everyone may not understand our sense of humor, but we do and we think its hilarious. Take the figure to the right.... this made me laugh out loud. This was an actual question and answer from a geometry test. The answer to the problem is x=5, but I think the student was very smart since the question does not say Solve for x, it says &lt;strong&gt;Find&lt;/strong&gt; x. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; exactly what the student did.... I would have given him full credit!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-7690477157797591061?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/7690477157797591061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=7690477157797591061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7690477157797591061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/7690477157797591061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/engineering-humor.html' title='Engineering Humor'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/Rege-d6cvjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zBRevH1HAL8/s72-c/image008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-538239969513752523</id><published>2007-03-02T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T07:52:38.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Home</title><content type='html'>Growing up, I remember my dad coming home from work and heading right for a martini. He did not have a drinking problem, but used the one drink (and sometimes two) to relax. He hated his job, or more accurately he hated his boss. His stress was felt throughout the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually get up at 5:30am each morning. I work out for 30min, shower, get dressed and get to work by 7am. I work until 5:00pm or 5:30pm, then I head home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Somedays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there is no time for lunch. So when I get home, my brain is fried, my eyes hurt and I'm dragging. Lately, when I get home, due to a play that I'm in, my mind is on the next thing I have to do. As the stress in my life builds, I too find myself reaching for a beer to relax. I never have more than one a night, but lately its been one every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked Thea if she thinks I have a drinking problem, and she says no, but sometimes I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day was especially stressful. I have a big project that was just awarded and the work is very time critical, so every day is a little more stressful than the last. I was driving home and thinking, "Boy, I need a beer." As I open the door into the house, with my mind on the next big crisis ahead of me, I hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DADDY'S HOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and see two great kids running to give me hugs and kisses. My worries, concerns, and stress melt away instantly as they jump on me. What a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the joy your kids have when they see you is dismissed, especially when life is overwhelming. Who needs beer when you have that kind of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-538239969513752523?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/538239969513752523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=538239969513752523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/538239969513752523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/538239969513752523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/daddys-home.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Home'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365891121659754449.post-4501957977017838027</id><published>2007-03-01T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:03:44.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, here is my attempt at blogging. I asked my wife Thea, who just started her own blog, if men blog. She said yes. She said blogging was kind of like an online journal, which kinda appealed to me, since she is always telling me to journal, and my job keeps me on the computer. A perfect match!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a very busy person. I have my wonderful family, Thea, my wife, and my two kids, Jacob and Emma. I have my job, which keeps me busy 50+ hours a week, and includes lots of traveling. I have my hobbies (theater, choir, poker) which take more time than they should. With all of this going on, there are many days that I simply collapse at the end of the day. Some days I simply don't enjoy or appreciate the good things in life. I think without those good things, life can be hard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I decided this is a good place to write down those good things. My goal is to write down something everyday that brightens my day and makes me remember how good life is. I have done some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my time, but never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt;. So I kept that behavior in mind when I decided to try my hand at this blogging. Wish me luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8365891121659754449-4501957977017838027?l=justanotherday1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/feeds/4501957977017838027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8365891121659754449&amp;postID=4501957977017838027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4501957977017838027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8365891121659754449/posts/default/4501957977017838027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherday1.blogspot.com/2007/03/once-day.html' title='Once a day....'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14279802537669552242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3sg7SN7TrA/S0ZDPj_gHmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/326ar_2RDVE/S220/running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
