Running With RealDeal

Dec 2

I Want It Back

The endorphins, the not-out-of-breath feeling, the ability to wear clothes that fit. Etc.

About 9 months ago, the perfect storm stopped me from running or doing any other kind of exercise:

  1. Laid off from work - and was unemployed for over 7 months.
  2. Developed some odd pain in my hip/glute/lower back on the left side that I’m still fighting through today.
  3. General apathy and laziness

I’ve faced the apathy monster plenty of times, but had usually overcome it with steel-willed discipline, some great motivation, or just letting the “phase” pass after a week or two.

But I allowed the loss of job, money, regular routines, etc. to be an excuse to not try to figure out the rest. Didn’t feel like I could see a  doctor/chiropractor with no money or benefits, so I’ve just lived with the pain - pretty much every day for the last 8-9 months.

Last night I decided I was done waiting and making excuses. I adopted a “damn the torpedoes” attitude in regard to the pain factor, and woke up the extra 45 minutes early to at least get a 20 minute jaunt around the block.

Even if I had to walk most or all of it, I’m going out.

So I did.

Much to my surprise (and chagrin for waiting so long) it was nowhere near as bad as I feared. In fact, 80% of it actually felt GOOD. And I was able to jog for some of it too.

Definitely getting back into this routine.


Meet Cliff Young, a 61-year-old potato farmer from Victoria, Australia, who won the Inaugural Westfield Sydney to Melbourne Ultra Marathon, a distance of 875 kilometres (544 miles) in 1983. Young finished the race in five days, 15 hours and four minutes, which essentially means he ran 3 full marathons (42 kilometres each) every day. He ran at a slow loping pace and trailed the leaders for most of the first day, but by running while the others slept, he took the lead the first night and maintained it for the remainder of the race, eventually winning by ten hours.

Before running the race, he told the press that he had previously run for two to three days straight rounding up sheep in gumboots. He claimed afterwards that during the race, he imagined that he was running after sheep and trying to outrun a storm. His time was almost two days faster than the previous record for any run between Sydney and Melbourne. All six competitors who finished the race broke the previous record, but were unable to match Young’s relentlessness and lack of rest. When he got the check for ten thousand dollars, he told the organizers he wasn’t actually aware there was a prize for winning. Then he said he felt bad that he should get the prize money when everyone else worked just as hard as him, so he divided the ten grand equally among all the participants in the race.

Young continued running, setting six outdoor world endurance records despite the notable handicap of being basically old as hell. At the age of 63 he ran 150 miles in a 24 hour period. In 1997 he tried to circumnavigate Australia to raise money for disadvantaged homeless orphans, but the 76 year-old had to drop out after just 6250 kilometers (3,800 miles, or roughly the distance from Key West, FL to Whistler, BC) when his only crew member (a trainer who, by the way, was making this trip in a car) passed out from illness. In 2000, at age 79, he became the oldest man to finish a six-day Ultramarathon, and he did it while he was dying of cancer. He passed away in November 2003, at the age of 81, still running his family farm. He had run over 20,000 kilometers during his racing career. It is said that never kept any of his prize money, instead donating it to charities or giving it to friends as gifts.

If that’s not inspiring I don’t know what is.

At first Landsharks practice of the year with Cosette. She’s actually kinda excited and is wearing her Landsharks shirt from last year. We’ll find out today which shark group she’ll be running with this year.

Things I’m Proud Of

A Tumblr friend is encouraging folks to list some things they’re proud of. Since I may be overfond of beating myself up normally, I’ll give it a go…with this disclaimer: anything I am proud of is based on the knowledge that God created me with purpose and gifts and strengths, and has provided more blessings, resources, and supportive friends/family than I could list. 

I was on the fence about getting back into P90X, so I’m proud of myself for ending my lazy season and starting to work on health again.

I am proud of my kids…and the job my wife and I are doing to raise them.

My son (9yo) is developing into a compassionate, observant, hard-working guy.

My daughter (7yo) is our wildcat. She is adventurous, brave, enthusiastic, and full of passion.

I’m proud of my wife. After 9 years as a stay-at-home mom, she’s working again. Not full time, but enough to keep her busy, help our family financially, and serve our church with her expertise. (business accounting)

I’m proud of my church. We’ve been there for over 6 years and have been involved in a variety of ways. It has been amazing to see genuine people intentionally seek ways to serve others and serve God.

I’m proud of my friends & family. This may sound too general…but it is great being able to keep up on what’s going on in the lives of people who have meant something to me via Facebook, Tumblr, etc. So many of them are fulfilling God’s calling on their lives, being excellent at what they do, and making me proud of how they do it!

Hope that’s close to what you were looking for, Robin! :)


So much sweat and soreness, and only 2 days in. Fortunately, I have past experience to motivate me. I know this first week or two is really hard, but then you get into the good part, when you start feeling stronger, more energy, etc.

Payin’ my dues…

P90X Redux

Oy….Other than reblogging a couple things, I know I’ve been dead air for the last 6 months. I honestly check my Tumblr feed every day and am thrilled to follow the journeys of others, but have been reticent to share anything about me.

Step 1: Tomorrow I start a new round of P90X. It’s been over 3 years since I attempted it. I got through 2 months (with great progress!) but stalled out cuz I can’t even remember why.

Some friends started up an accountability group and I finally committed to it. (Nothing like waiting till the 11th hour…)

Honestly, I feel a lot of skepticism about how well I’m going to do…or how long I’ll last before quitting. I know that’s poisonous, negative self-talk, blah blah blah…here’s hoping I can figure out a way to get my head in the right place and stick with it.

I think it’s fitting to dedicate this to the strongest woman I know on the internet. I think you qualify, Bettie!

I think it’s fitting to dedicate this to the strongest woman I know on the internet. I think you qualify, Bettie!

(Source: hardrockpixie)





Jun 9

For my Tumblr friends who lift heavy things. (Looking at you, badassbettiethefitandfooddiaries, and notjustrunnershigh!)


Winter Series Complete!

Pikes Peak Road Runners Winter Series #4

6.2 miles in 1:30:31 (Pace - 14:36)

The cool thing about that pace is that on Tuesday when I did the Jack Quinn’s 5k, my pace was 14:38. I was a little shocked that I did a little better at twice the distance, but I’ll chock it up to the race mood.

Even with the tough hill run I did last Saturday, I was quite unprepared for how tough those really long hills. The temp started at 18 and ended at 44, so other than a cold nose, I was actually pretty comfortable. It was a nice day though, and the dirt roads were great to run on. The snow that we did have to run on was lightly packed, with no ice. (No falls - yay!)

View of open field in the midst of Black Forest:

View of Pikes Peak off in the distance past the trees:

I had no peroneal tendon issues, just calves burning from the hill climbs and a little tenderness in my right hamstring.

And the swag for everyone who did all 4 races was a beanie and a couple glasses: