Friday, August 22, 2014

We Shall See What We Shall See...

                 I'm not 100% there. 'There' being back to where I was prior to my leggy breaky thing, but I am progressing. Dropping some weight, getting some longer runs in, albeit only a few times a week at present, but I'm feeling good about my prospects of running an ultra next season. Due to run Ragnar again next year with some friends of mine whom I've known for a long time. I'm looking forward to it. I'm really hoping the Kettle 100 is not the same weekend, which it has been periodically in the past. If so I'll need to pick another race, but I was considering tackling the Gnarly Bandit series, which is a series of 5 ultras in a calender year in the Midwest. Everyone who finishes all 5 will split $1000 at the end of the year. Usually it's about 5 people. I don't care about the money. I want bragging rights. If I get some serious mojo working, North Face Endurance Challenge Gore-Tex 50 is in a few weeks. I've half a mind to just do it with no real expectations time-wise other than finishing. Well, I'll keep working on my giddy-up, and check back with y'all later. Happy trails!

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Well, shit.....

               Well, I am registered for one race this year. I'm in for the Kettle 100. Training was going slow, but ok. The I broke my lateral fibula at that little tab by the ankle. I'm out for at least 6 weeks. I find out for sure tomorrow when I go see the Orthopedic doctor tomorrow. Hurts like holy shit, and I have a pretty high pain threshold, as almost every ultra runner has, for pretty obvious reasons. I'm not liking the fact that it takes me forever to get my house, that is. I can't drive. I have some pretty amazing friends. They came to take me to the ER, waited for me, took me to the pharmacy. I have another friend that has been helping me with foodstuffs. Keeping me company so I don't go cuckoo. Anyway, it is a toss-up if I'll be running. I may volunteer though. I have a site reserved, and I like the idea of camping between semesters. I could still help out and it would be extremely rewarding. I may be ready to run, and if I am it won't be record-breaking, since I'll miss a ton of running. I could always go down to a 100k, I know I got that in me. I want to run so bad, but obviously that is not even remotely an option.
               So I slipped on some ice walking home. I wish there was some elaborate story, but there is not. My right foot slid, I caught myself, crackle crackle, shit goddamn, I knew right when it happened. They showed me the x-ray, and was like, "yup". Greenstick break. Vicodin, and it doesn't really touch the pain, just makes me tired.
               I did get into the lottery for the NYC marathon this year, and that is in November, so there is hope. 26.2, I am certain I could run without even training, granted not very fast,, but yes I could do it, and if I get into NYC, you better be damn sure I'm gonna run it. So anyway, I'm breaking more shit as I
am getting older. Is this what I have to look forward to? Crap. You guys stay healthy. Don't be like me and slip on Wisco ice and break your shit. That is bad.