Ohio runner stops in state final to aid fallen opponent

Parkinson's Half Marathon and 5k

On April 21st, I ran the Parkinson's Half Marathon in Cottage Grove, Wisconsin on the Glacial Drumlin Trail. I had heard of this race from a friend and decided it was a good reason to run. Proceeds went towards the Wisconsin Chapter of the American Parkinson's Disease Association. Also, I needed to run a race! Most of the races I've ran have been large events with well over 10,000 participants. This one was quite small with about 225 people running the half marathon and 150 running the 5k, but no one shouldn't discount a race just because of its size. This race was very well organized and everyone was friendly and hospitable.

As I crossed the finish line, I discovered another advantage to running a smaller race: the opportunity to PR!! With less people running, there was less of a crowd to fight through at the start giving me a room to stretch my legs and get my race pace started earlier. This being my first trail race, I didn't know what to expect, but the course was straight and flat on a crushed limestone trail so there wasn't anything technical to prey on my inexperience on the trail. The weather was very cool and sunny, but while I managed to save time by not stopping for water, I lost about 30 seconds stopping to shake a few rocks out of my shoe. So, with only 2 hours of sleep and driving 2.5 hours to Wisconsin, I finished with a personal best time of 2:01:43!

My rewards at the finish line included a bottle opener/ finisher medal, a whole lot of food (some homemade), and just about all the beer I could drink for free. The lesson: be on the look out for smaller, local races that promote good causes, offer great hospitality, and give you the chance to run a good race.

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Gear Geek: Nike+ Fuelband

The Nike+ Fuelband is a great motivational tool for anyone who is or wants to be more active.  It gets addictive, looking at your wrist a few dozen times a day to see how far away you are from reaching your fitness goal.  Before I even get dressed in the morning, the Fuelband goes on my wrist.  After selling out a few times, nikestore.com now has all sizes available.  Niketown NYC may also have them in stock.  I highly recommend getting it!

Boston Envy

     Watching the Boston Marathon on TV last Monday, I couldn't help but imagine that one day I'd be able to run the historic race.  One day.
     In the meantime, Nike Running created the Marathon Challenge to Nike+ users to run 26.2 miles between April 13-17.  Overall, I completed 38.86 miles.  First place finished 76.89 miles.  Nice job!
     Looking at the qualifying times for the Boston Marathon, and then glancing at my times, then back again, I think to myself, "I'll never make that time."  Just before I begin to accept my weaknesses, I remember that once upon a time not so long ago I didn't think I'd be able to run 3 miles, but I did.  Then, I didn't think I'd be able to run 6, but I did.  I'd never be able to run 13.1, but I did, many times.  In January, I finished my first marathon, and now, I'm looking at the schedules of upcoming ultramarathons.
     For all of you starting to run or considering running, it may be hard at first and you may feel you can't do it, but you'll surprise yourself with what you can accomplish and overcome.  Good running and I'll see you -- at the starting line.

From Around the Trail

"Be Aware: Assaulted on the Bloomington Rail Trail" by Miranda Addonizio"

This is a story from runnersworld.com by a woman who was assaulted while running.  It's scary to read, because I know it can happen to anyone.  It gives me chills just imagining it happening to people I know and care for.  Be careful and be aware out there.

Vintage Running

The other day, I decided to go old school and lace up my Nike Oregon Waffles on for a 13 miler along the Lakefront Trail heading north from Navy Pier to ... wherever it was I turned around.  It was a good run, but I rolled my ankle on a break in the sidewalk around mile 10 -- not pleasant.  Some people wonder if it's a problem running in vintage shoes with their lack of modern cushioning.  It doesn't bother me at all since I enjoy running in minimal shoes such as racers and barefoot designs, and I figure, if it was good enough for those great runners of the past, it should be just fine for me.

Running Blues

The starting line of the 2012 Big Sur International Marathon is something I will miss in a few weeks.  I've decided not to participate, because airfare is ridiculously expensive.  It was a difficult decision to make.  One which I am still coming to terms with.  Since, I have been in a running depression where I just don't feel like running.  Even when I do run, I just don't get the same satisfaction from knocking out a good distance.  I think I need a good race to lift me up.  Till then, sometimes you've got to just get out there and run.
This is how I get my fix.

Gear Geek: Try These!

THE NORTH FACE SINGLE-TRACK HAYASA

Baylor Lady Bears 40-0 Undefeated Champions

Nike 2012 NCAA Women's Basketball National Championship Locker Room T-Shirt

Images From The 2012 Chicago Shamrock Shuffle 8k

The Shamrock Shuffle 8k marks the beginning of the running season here in Chicago, and three years ago, it was the first big race I had ever ran.  This is my third year in row to participate, and the excitement leading up to the Shuffle is just as intense as the first time.  Good luck to everyone running this weekend wherever you may be, and make every race special.  You've trained hard to get where you are, so enjoy it.  See you at the finish line!

Nike Pre Montreal Racer Vintage, Nike iD Pro long sleeve shirt, Sport Kilt All Ireland Works Kilt

Pack It Up Pack It In

I've recently become fascinated by jackets that fold into their own pockets.  They're great  for travel or just to have on hand while out and about town.  The North Face Verto jacket is a great one that folds small enough to fit in your pocket.  The material is very light weight, but durable.  Don't expect it to resist rips from sharp objects just like any other light jacket.  The black one looks a little like a trash bag, but most of the wrinkles smooth out enough to make this jacket look really good.  The North Face sells this for $120 online, but you may get lucky at North Face Outlet Stores and find it for much cheaper.

The Eddie Bauer Sirocco Wind Shell is on sale now on their website for $39.95 and comes in nice colors for men and women.

Nike's Hurricane Vapor Jacket sells for $115 online and comes in 11 different color options.  If you're near a Niketown, I've seen some colors marked down to $68.  For women, Nike offers the Cyclone Vapor Jacket in 10 colors for $115.

All of these jackets are lightweight, water resistant, comfortable layers to have on when running in chilly weather or light rain and they of course fold and unfold nicely keeping you prepared for whatever the weather throws in your path.

Back in the Saddle

After taking 2 months off from regular training following the Houston Marathon, I'm slowly getting back into the groove of things.  With the Big Sur International Marathon on April 29th, I've probably resumed training about a month too late.  It's slow going, but it feels great to get out especially with the weather being unseasonably warm here in Chicago.  For all of you out there running, I'm back with you.  Keep running, and I'll see you at the finish line.

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My First Marathon

On the 15^th of January 2012, I completed the Chevron Houston Marathon, my first official marathon.  I finished in 4:54:30.  After training for about six months, it’s not a great finishing time.  I was shooting for anything under 5 hours, so I’m happy with it, especially since it beats my previous training time by about 4 minutes.  At nearly 34 years old, slightly overweight and never being even a mediocre athlete, my finish time wasn’t that important.  Okay, it was more than a little important, but it was the experience of running those 26.2 miles and finishing my first marathon in my hometown that mattered most.  Clocking a respectable time and being able to walk afterwards were just icing on the cake.  Really delicious icing on really yummy cake.

26.2 miles is a completely different creature in training than it is in an official race.  Training is at times desolate.  It’s just you and the road most days.  You’re weighed down by water bottles and snacks to supply the long runs.  If you listen to music, despite being the jams that may get your heart going, it’s likely the same songs you’ve heard over and over again.  Then there’s the problem of locating a bathroom which can be a serious issue on a 20 mile training run.  After all that training though, you get to race day.

The starting line 

Before crossing the starting line, the energy is palpable as I’m standing amidst thousands of anxious runners waiting to hear the word “go”.  There’s music playing and an announcer addressing the crowd.  And while I can only make out every other word he says, I listen with intense anticipation.  I start running carrying only some GU and my iPhone, unburdened by a hydration pack filled with Gatorade.  I don’t need to be concerned about drinks or bathrooms, because there are plenty of both along the course.  There’s no monotony.  There’s no desolation.  Along the course there is an abundance of entertainment.  Live bands keep the air filled with great music.  Even members of Rice University’s Marching Owl Band greet us with percussion and brass as we pass the Rice campus.  Belly Dancers, Ronald McDonald, the Blues Brothers, and a few Elvises are also there to keep runners motivated. 

One of my favorite things to do during a race is to read the signs people make.  Among my favorites were signs that read “Chuck Norris never ran a marathon” and “Run faster!  The Texans game starts at 12!”  That was the day my Houston Texans played Baltimore in the playoffs.  They lost.  Boo.  The best sign I remember read, “Running a marathon takes balls.  Other sports just play with them.”  If it’s not on a t-shirt already, it should be.

The best part of running the Houston Marathon and running any race is the spectators and volunteers that cheer on family, friends, and strangers alike.  In the West University neighborhood, people were having race parties in their driveways serving coffee and breakfast to their neighbors as they all yelled encouraging words to runners.  One person in the crowd along mile 14 had a box of donuts for any runner to partake of.  Thanks, man!  There were also folks giving beer to runners on miles 22 and 23.  My memory is a little fuzzy at this point as I was beginning to feel tired, but I think one of those beer stations was a pirate ship.  Maybe the heat was getting to me (it was in the mid 60s by this point which is warm compared to January in Chicago where I live).  The most memorable thing that happened to me at the Houston Marathon and at any race for that matter came after mile 19.  I was beginning to zone out and I could feel my pace grow slower and more difficult.  To my right people were cheering loudly.  A pastor with his church choir was also there in full Sunday robes.  I still felt out of it.  Then I see, sitting in a wheelchair in front of all the spectators, President George H.W. Bush.  Immediately I make my way over to him and say, “Hello, Mr. President,” as I shake his hand.  After that, I was running a sub 10 min/mile for nearly 1.5 miles. 

Not me in the picture 

Former President George H. W. Bush shakes hands with runners in front of St. Martin's Episcopal Church near the 19th mile marker along Woodway Blvd. during the Chevron Houston Marathon on Sunday, Jan. 15, 2012, in Houston. Photo: Houston Chronicle, Mayra Beltran / © 2011 Houston Chronicle

Of all the entertainment and spectators, the greatest thing about running not only my first marathon but also my first racing event in my hometown was seeing my family and friends cheering me on along the way and having them there at the finish line.  I’ve ran races in Baltimore, Cincinnati, Chicago, and even Dallas.  None of it compares to having the people close to you be a part of the experience.

Having been born in and lived most of my life there, Houston has never had that big city feel despite being the fourth largest city in the United States.  I never knew that Houston has the third most concentrated skyline in the U.S. behind New York City and Chicago, or that its downtown is the seventh largest downtown business district in the country.  Even Houston’s 17-block Theater District, the nation’s second largest after New York City, never gave me the impression I was going to get swept away in a sea of people to be lost in a concrete jungle.  Houston never gave me the same vibe I would later feel living in New York and Chicago.  It always felt like a quiet, larger than average, Texas town.  But in a field of over 25,000 runners along a course lined with approximately 250,000 cheering spectators, crossing that finish line in my first official marathon was like running into the warm, welcoming arms of sweet victory.  It felt exactly how I thought it would after training for so many months, flying across the country, and pushing my body and mind to run 26.2 miles.  It felt like coming home.