Getting geared back up to run the Newport Marathon 6/2/12. Wanting to focus on speed. Did a total of 1 Mile today.
0.31 Miles at 13'19" pace warm up
stretch
0.24 Miles at 7'53" pace
rest
0.24 Miles at 7'47" pace (paused break in the middle)
rest
0.27 Miles at 11'54" pace cooldown back to home
My knees aren't liking the pounding. Stepped on the scale and was sad to see 252.3, which means I have put 20 pounds back on. :( Need to drop at least 50 pounds, would like to lose closer to 70. The plan right now is to eat better, run, and start swimming again.
My training schedule has me running MWFSat, so I will try swimming TTh.
Wish me luck.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
2011/06/29 - Apologies
It has been a long time since I wrote. I ended up rolling my ankles about a week and a half before my scheduled 20 miler, which meant that I missed my marathon. I ended up seeing an orthopaedic specialist and luckily don't need surgery at this point, but have come to accept that I will need surgery to tighten up all the tendons and ligaments that have been stretched out over the course of my life from countless sprains and strains.
I went for my first run after my injury on Father's day. I ran about 1.5 miles at a 12:33 pace. I have played some basketball and participated in our Ward Dash. I have some lingering tightness and pain, but am hopeful that I can work my way through it.
I have been feeling down on myself, and felt justified in slacking because of my injuries. One of the benefits of working at Nike is there are lots of sources of inspiration. I am typing this post as I sit and listen to Jason Lester talk about his life, his trials, his accomplishments and realize that I have been missing that fire that I felt when I was gearing up for my marathon. If you are unfamiliar, I suggest you look him up and learn a little about him.
I don't know what the future holds for me. I know I will eventually run a marathon. I don't know when, I am still trying to figure out what my ankles will let me do. I will try to be more faithful in keeping this online journal updated.
I went for my first run after my injury on Father's day. I ran about 1.5 miles at a 12:33 pace. I have played some basketball and participated in our Ward Dash. I have some lingering tightness and pain, but am hopeful that I can work my way through it.
I have been feeling down on myself, and felt justified in slacking because of my injuries. One of the benefits of working at Nike is there are lots of sources of inspiration. I am typing this post as I sit and listen to Jason Lester talk about his life, his trials, his accomplishments and realize that I have been missing that fire that I felt when I was gearing up for my marathon. If you are unfamiliar, I suggest you look him up and learn a little about him.
I don't know what the future holds for me. I know I will eventually run a marathon. I don't know when, I am still trying to figure out what my ankles will let me do. I will try to be more faithful in keeping this online journal updated.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Run journal - 2011/03/25
I apologize for my lack of diligence in keeping my blog updated. I have had a rough month, between weather and sinus infections. I am way behind schedule for the marathon. I was hoping to get in 16 miles today, and was feeling pretty good throughout the run, but after pushing through several walls my legs called it quits after making it over a little hill. I haven't ever had that experience before.
I think it might have something to do with the fact that I started "Insanity" this week. It is a workout program from the makers of P90X. It is really kicking my trash. My legs have been feeling like jello all week, so I am not totally surprised that they gave out on me.
I am down 20 pounds since January, and 30 from my heaviest, so my knees are reaping some benefits.
I have been playing basketball since I haven't been running over the last several weeks and have noticed a big difference in the amount of pain I experience afterwards.
Distance: 13.4 Miles
Average Pace: 13'29"/mi
Weather: Mild
Curse you D.
I think it might have something to do with the fact that I started "Insanity" this week. It is a workout program from the makers of P90X. It is really kicking my trash. My legs have been feeling like jello all week, so I am not totally surprised that they gave out on me.
I am down 20 pounds since January, and 30 from my heaviest, so my knees are reaping some benefits.
I have been playing basketball since I haven't been running over the last several weeks and have noticed a big difference in the amount of pain I experience afterwards.
Distance: 13.4 Miles
Average Pace: 13'29"/mi
Weather: Mild
Curse you D.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Nathan George Taylor
Nathan was born September 30, 1998. He is smart, kind, and honest to a fault. I think a story may help you understand the kind of person he is.
A few years ago he was playing youth soccer. Nathan did not inherit my competitive spirit, and I found myself constantly telling him to be an active participant. One evening as I was driving him to a game I reminded him to be active, to be aware at all times of where the ball is, and above all NO SKIPPING and NO PICKING FLOWERS!
As the game progressed I noticed that the other team had a kid who could kick like a mule. Nathan was playing fullback and there was a scrum at midfield on his side of the field. Out of the pack the mule-kicking kid booted the ball high into the air towards Nathan. I looked over at him and saw him looking up and was excited for him as no-one was around. I began to cheer as the ball came down, until I noticed that he wasn't tracking the ball, but rather was looking up at the lights. The ball landed right in front of him and bounced directly into his groin as his gaze never left the lights....man down. All parents, coaches, players, and officials let out a collective "ouch." I am ashamed to say that I was very embarrassed. Later in the game Nathan was back out there as a midfielder and there was again a scrum at midfield. Mule-kicking kid again booted the ball, but this time it was a line drive into a kids stomach about 15 feet away. The kids crumpled over in pain as the air was knocked out of him. Play continued and the pack moved away...except for Nathan who walked over, helped the boy up, put his arm around his shoulder, and helped walk him to the sideline. I couldn't have been any prouder.
That is the type of young man Nathan is. He loves animals (takes after his mom on that one) and is a great big brother to his little brothers and sister. He is beginning to come into his own and is questioning me on almost everything. This is both frustrating and exciting for me, to see him start to use his head, and push boundaries.
He was asked to give a talk in church a while back. He said he was very nervous, and I believe him. I helped guide him in his preparation, but the work was all his. When the day came he stood at the pulpit and gave his talk. I was sitting behind him and was interested in seeing how badly he would shake. He didn't shake at all. He even changed his opening joke at the last minute. Probably doesn't seem like a big deal, but again I was proud to call him son.
He has always had a simple innocence about him. When he was around 5 we were out at grandma's house in the summer for a family party. For dessert we were going to have strawberry shortcakes. I was in the kitchen picking off pieces of the angel food cake when he walked in, saw me and asked what I was eating. I told him it was bread, not wanting to use the word "cake" as we had not yet eaten dinner and I didn't want him to ruin his appetite. I sat down in the living room and a few minutes later he came out of the kitchen with an excited expression on his face. He came over to me and exclaimed, "That's not just bread, it is marshmallow bread!"
I love you Nathan!
A few years ago he was playing youth soccer. Nathan did not inherit my competitive spirit, and I found myself constantly telling him to be an active participant. One evening as I was driving him to a game I reminded him to be active, to be aware at all times of where the ball is, and above all NO SKIPPING and NO PICKING FLOWERS!
As the game progressed I noticed that the other team had a kid who could kick like a mule. Nathan was playing fullback and there was a scrum at midfield on his side of the field. Out of the pack the mule-kicking kid booted the ball high into the air towards Nathan. I looked over at him and saw him looking up and was excited for him as no-one was around. I began to cheer as the ball came down, until I noticed that he wasn't tracking the ball, but rather was looking up at the lights. The ball landed right in front of him and bounced directly into his groin as his gaze never left the lights....man down. All parents, coaches, players, and officials let out a collective "ouch." I am ashamed to say that I was very embarrassed. Later in the game Nathan was back out there as a midfielder and there was again a scrum at midfield. Mule-kicking kid again booted the ball, but this time it was a line drive into a kids stomach about 15 feet away. The kids crumpled over in pain as the air was knocked out of him. Play continued and the pack moved away...except for Nathan who walked over, helped the boy up, put his arm around his shoulder, and helped walk him to the sideline. I couldn't have been any prouder.
That is the type of young man Nathan is. He loves animals (takes after his mom on that one) and is a great big brother to his little brothers and sister. He is beginning to come into his own and is questioning me on almost everything. This is both frustrating and exciting for me, to see him start to use his head, and push boundaries.
He was asked to give a talk in church a while back. He said he was very nervous, and I believe him. I helped guide him in his preparation, but the work was all his. When the day came he stood at the pulpit and gave his talk. I was sitting behind him and was interested in seeing how badly he would shake. He didn't shake at all. He even changed his opening joke at the last minute. Probably doesn't seem like a big deal, but again I was proud to call him son.
He has always had a simple innocence about him. When he was around 5 we were out at grandma's house in the summer for a family party. For dessert we were going to have strawberry shortcakes. I was in the kitchen picking off pieces of the angel food cake when he walked in, saw me and asked what I was eating. I told him it was bread, not wanting to use the word "cake" as we had not yet eaten dinner and I didn't want him to ruin his appetite. I sat down in the living room and a few minutes later he came out of the kitchen with an excited expression on his face. He came over to me and exclaimed, "That's not just bread, it is marshmallow bread!"
I love you Nathan!
Run journal - 2011/03/02
Had a repeat from last week. It was icy and I have not felt well so not much running for me. "There is no such thing as bad weather, just soft people." I am comfortable in my softness, I played basketball inside instead of running in the cold rain yesterday.
Distance: 2.67 Miles
Average Pace: 12'03"/mi
Weather: Mild
Curse you D.
Distance: 2.67 Miles
Average Pace: 12'03"/mi
Weather: Mild
Curse you D.
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