Back At It


Well I haven’t ran in 3 full days, perhaps the longest I’ve gone since we started this thing.  I plan on jumping right back in today/tonight and knocking out 5 miles.  I’ll do that, then 3 tomorrow, then 3 more after that on Friday.  Me running on a Friday, imagine that…but the way I look at it, we’re not running until later on Saturday so that’ll be more rest I’ll have before the 11 miler.  We’ll see how it all works out.  I’m about 98% full health so I’m good to go.  Check for an update later on how my 5 went.  Until then…bye bye.




Well, here I am…first time out of bed since about 4pm yesterday.  The only reason I got up was to give my back some relief of laying in the bed, it was hurting pretty bad.  Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have little men in your chest with garden rakes scraping the inside of your chest every time you take a deep breath or cough (especially cough)…well I have that going on right now.  It all started Wednesday of last week with some chest congestion that progressed on to just pure pain around Friday afternoon sometime.  By Friday night I was miserable.  The mucinex-D was helping quite a bit but the pain from coughing could not be masked.  Z and I had a sleep over at Greg’s house since we were going to be in Lexington late anyway Friday night, plus it’s a 53 minute drive from L-burg to his place.  It just made sense.  When I woke up Saturday morning I felt pretty bad in my chest but everything else was ok, no headache or fatigue, no real aches at all other than my chest and those dang little guys in there that thought the insides of my lungs were oak tree leaves every time I coughed.  I was already at Greg’s and everyone was going to show up in about 30 minutes, so I decided to tough it out and just hope and pray that I didn’t cough the whole time.  Run started out pretty miserable, I found out shortly after the beginning that not only coughing but deep breaths or swallowing also lit a fire under the little rake bearing men.  So needless to say this run was going to be one of my least favorites, if I had only known what was in store…we continued on dodging traffic and pot holes.  After about the first couple miles I started to feel OK, I had a breathing routine down that didn’t cause me too much chest pain, and maybe the mucinex was pumping through me at this point.  My legs felt great, in fact everything felt great besides, well you know.  I pushed on UP and DOWN and UP and DOWN the FEW hills…BS Greg, BS.  The second to last hill that every one is talking about is nothing shy of Mt. Everest.  I mean I’m pretty sure I would have trouble getting up that thing in my truck.  Ok, maybe it wasn’t quite that bad, and I sure was happy to get to the top of it…it was the smaller hill after it that just about did me in.  I didn’t realize we were so close to being done at this point so discouragement was starting to set in having these hills all come at the end of the run.  I began to have difficulty catching my breath for the first time since training began.  I think my lung capacity was probably down some due to the displacement of air by the dang rakers, or the fact that I had an infection in there, either way.  ANYWAY, the run was over at this point, I was hurting pretty considerably and drove from 6970 Grimes Mill Rd. to the health clinic here in Lawrenceburg where I was perscribed a Z-pak and hopefully would be on my way to 100%.

It’s now 11:19am on Sunday, I’ve taken my initial dose of 2 pills as of about 4pm yesterday and don’t really feel all that much better, in fact I woke up feeling worse, some aches and pains…I’m afraid I might have a fever, some ear pain and a slight headache.  Needless to say, I’m far from 100% at this point.  I plan on taking it easy today, which sucks for the Super Bowl, but what can ya do?  Hopefully I can make it back to work tomorrow and maybe just miss one day of training.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed and I hope you’ll do the same for me!

I appreciate the props I got from the papa and the brumagen, not to mention anyone else that threw my name in their blog, I’m not going to be TOO modest and say it wasn’t any big deal, because I was in pain, a pain you don’t want to be in when you’re running.  But I did do it and I’m glad I did so.  See you guys tomorrow, I hope…

Running for Fun


I’ve never ever been one to ‘run for fun’…I thought at this point in my training, almost 4 weeks in (hard to believe, eh guys?) and I’m still not out there having ‘fun’.  The fun part for me is the return trip from each run.  If it’s an out and back, the back part is what motivates me.  If it’s a loop, the halfway point and beyond is where it’s at.  But I tell ya, that first half of each run there are a lot of questions going through my head.  “What the hell are you doing?”…”Isn’t there something else you’d RATHER be doing?”…”Who put the bomp in the bomp she bomp?”…”How did you let yourself get talked into this?”…ya know, stuff like that.  However, I’m still out there, putting in the miles, checking off the days, getting excited for Saturdays.  So, there’s something to all this that keeps me attracted, maybe the finish line at around noon on April 26th.  That might be it.  Maybe the fact that once this is all said and done I can say I did it.  Whatever it is, I’m glad it’s there and I’m thankful that it’s pushing me through the questions, especially the third one I listed above (haha).

2300-8501lightning-posters.jpgI must leave you all now…I know…I know…you don’t want me to, you want me to write for days, but that’s just not the way it’s going to be.  I have calculations to work on to find out of lighting protection poles need guy wires…I love you.



So Z and I ran in the big city last night, here’s the run we planned on taking.  But what it really ended up being only God, me and Z really know.  We ran into a series of screw ups, non existent roads, and sidewalks that resembled running on an enormous lego, if you can imagine what that would be like.  Walking into the house after getting home from work I was NOT looking forward to running.  Again, like I say time and again, it’s not the actual running that i dread, it’s the time it takes to DO the running.  I guess I could just train harder so I could run 5 min miles so it wouldn’t take so long, but that’s out of the question.  ANYWAY…the run went very well, I wasn’t tired or in pain at all…after I got done with the 5.7…oops…I felt like I could run another 5 or so.  No soreness or fatigue in my legs at all today, training is really paying off.  An easy 3 today and then a day of rest before 7 on Saturday.

On a side note…ah…nevermind.




Monday’s run was pretty tough for me. Just an easy 3 miles, right? Well…not exactly…Z and I set out for the run with high hopes that shorts and just a long sleeve UA shirt would be enough to battle the 47 degree temperatures. The first half mile, we were wrong. The rest of the run we were right. My dang Nike+ screwed up again and wouldn’t let me pause when we stopped at .5 miles to stretch. I had to restart the iPod and lost the record of the first half mile. Oh well, we both know we ran it but if I can ever get my data to upload again my 3 mile run will show up at 2.5. Anyway…I started this run hungry, BAD IDEA. I didn’t want to eat anything because I was going over to mom’s for a home-cooked meal that night. I ended up getting pretty weak and not feeling well by the end of the run. Can’t wait for 5 miles tonight. Going to be a brisk one, baby. More to come after that…tootles (D stole that from me). Jerk.

I think I might be getting sick, chest congestion…keep you posted.  Mucinex here I come.

So, here I sit in my desk chair, where I’ve been for about 85% of the day.  I woke up this morning…which is a good thing…that means I must be stronger, isn’t that how it works?  I was a little hesitant to move my legs in fear that they might’ve either fallen off throughout the night, or would be in such pain that I would yell and wake Z up.  I gave in and stretched them out…ahhhh!  Glorious soreness.  But it wasn’t bad, not bat at all even.  I could tell that I had done something yesterday, but I didn’t think I was as sore as I should be.  Like D bone said in his blog, the person that came up with the training schedule must’ve really known what they were talking about.  I think that’s the sole reason that we are all making such awesome progress.  Props to the creator and props to Tay for picking that one out of all the others.  I’ve even deviated from it the past couple weeks by a day and it’s still got me prepared for the long runs.  I’m happy about that.  Today was a glorious day weather-wise, too bad TODAY wasn’t a long run day, or even a run day for that matter.  Oh well, indoor soccer tonight should be enough of a workout.  Holler.



a state, condition, or instance of serious or continued difficulty.  I think it’s safe to say we overcame the subject of this blog today (right Taylor?).  I think, other than DD this is the farthest any of us have ran.  It seemed as if everyone did extremely well, which is awesome!  I’m having trouble uploading my Nike+ data, so when that gets up there you’ll be able to see that we ran our 9 (8.84, I guess I need to re-calibrate) in 1hr 31min…around a 10:20 min mile.  Not too shabby.  I’m all about intermediate goals leading up to this thing, but my overall goal is just to finish so I’m keeping that in mind and not worrying about a fast pace.  

I’m pumped to have this run under my belt, we only have 7 miles again next Saturday, which is a little hard to understand, but whatever.  Then we bump up to 11 the following Saturday.  So I think this next two weeks will be pretty smooth sailing.  Now, it’s time to kick back and watch the cats whoop some gamecock butt.   Go blue!

Shoo Wee


boston_marathon2007.jpgCAUGHT UP!  The three miles today weren’t TOO bad, but I could tell that I had ran 7 miles and played a soccer game in 2 days.  Oh well, nobody’s fault but my own.  Still looking forward to tomorrow, but from now on I’m going to try my very best to give myself a full day’s rest before our long runs.  I have a feeling Sunday will have very little leg movement associated with it.  Now on to an afternoon full of studying and relaxing.  Hope everyone gets plenty of rest tonight (if you’re a runner, or really if you’re not a runner, i don’t know) and I’ll see some of you in the morning!

You know that feeling when you lean back in a chair to the point where you almost fall over but then right at the last second you catch yourself? I feel like that all the time. Except last night…I didn’t feel like that. As you may have already read in Z’s blog, we went to Urban Active last night to work out. I ran, he elipticled. There were 3 treadmills open out of 437, one had an out of order sign on it, one just wouldn’t come on and the other one…well…it worked. I had never ran on these treadmills at the Palumbo version of UA, these things are like rocketships, flat panel monitors for controls, macgyver.jpgthe works. I got the thing going with little trouble, the only problem was I couldn’t get the stupid thing to switch from km to mi…you talk about frustrating. Wow. I mean I like to consider myself decent in math, but I can’t convert those units in my head. So how fast is 10km/hr? I can’t judge that, but that’s about what I ran. Luckily I had my nike+ so I had a clue what was going on. It’s just the fact that I felt like that treadmill was laughing at me the whole time I was running. “Haha! I bet you wish you could just look at the screen and tell how far you’ve gone, don’t ya?!” I could hear Murdock saying that, I named the treadmill Murdock because it sounds like an evil villian (queue MacGyver theme song). Anyway, every single time I looked down at the screen for my time, because that’s the only thing that has a universal unit, I just glanced at my distance or my speed and cringed. So I thought to myself, I’ll just put it on full-screen mode and watch TV…HA! Well I got it to full screen mode with just the channel control in the upper right hand corner, I thought I had this thing licked now, NOPE, every time I tried to hit the channel down button I would accidentally hit the ‘settings’ button so it would take me back to the status screen, another virtual slap to the face. Whatever…I’m over that, next time I will be sure that the treadmill is set to freakin’ miles before I ever get on it.

As for the run, it went well…4 miles exactly at about a 10min/mi pace. I didn’t bring my iPod in this morning, I’ll upload tonight after my make-up 3miler. Can’t wait for the 9 on Saturday!

Go see Rambo tonight, I’ll be there.



Have you ever just felt like you’re good for nothing, nobody likes you, and you just don’t matter?  Well, I haven’t and I hope I never do.  But for those of you that have, I’m very sorry and just remember that no matter what someone loves you.

But on a lighter note, I fell asleep last night as soon as I got home from work (around 6pm), woke up long enough to eat some leftover Raisin’ Canes that Hope brought over, then went back to sleep until this morning.  SO, I didn’t run or do any studying.  I just was worn out from the big win UK had over Tennessee that I partook in (yes, even though I came into work late and everything, whatever).  SO, i’ve got my work cut out for me tonight, Z and I are going to the gym right after work, I’m going to knock out my 4 miles then, and get the 3 that is scheduled for today out of the way early tomorrow afternoon.  Looking forward to the 9 on Saturday

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There’s the weather as of now, hopefully that holds up!  We aren’t running until 9:30 this Saturday so it should be a little warmer.  Keep your fingers crossed.  In case you were wondering today in 1927 Alfred Hitchcock released his first film “The Pleasure Garden”.