11/27/11
What’s the difference between running slow and running fast? Well that depends on what angle is being taken. From the point of view of velocity it is pretty quantitative and from the perspective of the person running, there is all the obvious differences. It is tiring to the body and involves certain hardness but in some ways, like the ways a funny song can sometimes stick in your head during the hardest part of a race, there is no difference in your mind from fast to slow.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Comment worthy weather
11/26/11
There has been a bit of a warm spell and today was the best workout day in months. It was the perfect temperature, low 60’s, sunny and no wind. Braintree High School’s newly finished track is the setting of today’s athletic play. A burnt or slightly brownish red fills the meters with a strip of white here and there tying the whole thing together. The new turf field, plopped inside the track, has a giant B in the middle, leaving me to be self-indulgent and remark that the track does belong to me. The run today unfolds pretty well for me and very well for Jen. However, in some ways the workout is just not as remarkable as the weather; it was just so beautiful. Months from now I don’t know if I’ll recall the times ran today, but I will recall today and how it felt outside days before December.
There has been a bit of a warm spell and today was the best workout day in months. It was the perfect temperature, low 60’s, sunny and no wind. Braintree High School’s newly finished track is the setting of today’s athletic play. A burnt or slightly brownish red fills the meters with a strip of white here and there tying the whole thing together. The new turf field, plopped inside the track, has a giant B in the middle, leaving me to be self-indulgent and remark that the track does belong to me. The run today unfolds pretty well for me and very well for Jen. However, in some ways the workout is just not as remarkable as the weather; it was just so beautiful. Months from now I don’t know if I’ll recall the times ran today, but I will recall today and how it felt outside days before December.
The cold hard truth
11/25/11
The ice bath is not always necessary to do with ice. As winter hits the tap water can suffice. Aren’t familiar with what I am talking about? Ah, the uninitiated. It is like the mythological births out of water; you become something new. It is a test, but one that is easy to pass. Just sit in really cold water, often with chunks of scooped ice swimming around your abdomen, for 7-15 minutes or as is the case that I am in for 20 minutes in the coldest bath of tap water that you can summon. As the winter approaches the water gets colder and their almost comes a slow birth out of the acclimation to this 50 some degree water. I wish it was high 30 but you take what you can get. Standing in cold water for some other sort of situation suffices if done on repetition. Otherwise, if you have never iced than you have never lived and yeah, I mean that.
The ice bath is not always necessary to do with ice. As winter hits the tap water can suffice. Aren’t familiar with what I am talking about? Ah, the uninitiated. It is like the mythological births out of water; you become something new. It is a test, but one that is easy to pass. Just sit in really cold water, often with chunks of scooped ice swimming around your abdomen, for 7-15 minutes or as is the case that I am in for 20 minutes in the coldest bath of tap water that you can summon. As the winter approaches the water gets colder and their almost comes a slow birth out of the acclimation to this 50 some degree water. I wish it was high 30 but you take what you can get. Standing in cold water for some other sort of situation suffices if done on repetition. Otherwise, if you have never iced than you have never lived and yeah, I mean that.
Thanksgiving Day
11/24/11
The trail traveled through the woods criss-crossed with puddles of cold muddy brown fluid. Easily ambling away from dangerous crossings we stay dry and pour into the cranberry bog that lays about a mile behind Colin’s house. We travel in and around the bogs gathering minutes of easy running in the warm sun that blankets this area roughly the size of five or six football fields. A beautiful cranberry cultivation with perimeter paths, so often traveled during various outings around which to run through is not permitted or even feasible, this time taking thankful runners towards a Turkey dinner; Thanksgiving Day snapshot of a runner.
The trail traveled through the woods criss-crossed with puddles of cold muddy brown fluid. Easily ambling away from dangerous crossings we stay dry and pour into the cranberry bog that lays about a mile behind Colin’s house. We travel in and around the bogs gathering minutes of easy running in the warm sun that blankets this area roughly the size of five or six football fields. A beautiful cranberry cultivation with perimeter paths, so often traveled during various outings around which to run through is not permitted or even feasible, this time taking thankful runners towards a Turkey dinner; Thanksgiving Day snapshot of a runner.
My Run
11/23/11
It’s there time after time. As long as I ask, it is there. It never says “not now” or goes away on me. It’s been there through some real shitty parts of my life. Always just outside my door, always just waiting for me. Letting me see something out about myself that I always felt but maybe never knew. Or better yet something I know can come but I will still have to work for. It is also with me now, when things are going so well. It’s there for me still, always outside my door, waiting for me to find out something new about myself. Or, perhaps, confirm something I always knew.
It’s there time after time. As long as I ask, it is there. It never says “not now” or goes away on me. It’s been there through some real shitty parts of my life. Always just outside my door, always just waiting for me. Letting me see something out about myself that I always felt but maybe never knew. Or better yet something I know can come but I will still have to work for. It is also with me now, when things are going so well. It’s there for me still, always outside my door, waiting for me to find out something new about myself. Or, perhaps, confirm something I always knew.
Light & Legs
11/22/11
The football team is practicing and so the lights are on. A little haven of brightness, in the deep dark nights, that comes so early in the evening as December approaches. A haven offering refuge to hungry legs ready to eat up what the beaming lights shines down on, and that which to many of the practicing pigskin players probably simply forgot. Something they take for granted, like the bleachers or the hills, just background and in this case it was plainly the perimeter of the turf field. But that precious perimeter is 400 meters of grit, guts and love for those like us. A place to bend thoughts into hard fact via watches and with the concrete knowledge of time over distance come the breaking wind of where you will be in the future. Tonight legs are on the chase, the chase for dreams.
The football team is practicing and so the lights are on. A little haven of brightness, in the deep dark nights, that comes so early in the evening as December approaches. A haven offering refuge to hungry legs ready to eat up what the beaming lights shines down on, and that which to many of the practicing pigskin players probably simply forgot. Something they take for granted, like the bleachers or the hills, just background and in this case it was plainly the perimeter of the turf field. But that precious perimeter is 400 meters of grit, guts and love for those like us. A place to bend thoughts into hard fact via watches and with the concrete knowledge of time over distance come the breaking wind of where you will be in the future. Tonight legs are on the chase, the chase for dreams.
Track Talks
11/21/11
“Avoiding injury should be one of the primary goals of a good training program”
-Jack Daniels
“Avoiding injury should be one of the primary goals of a good training program”
-Jack Daniels
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)