Day 1 – AGAIN?!

On November 10, I started my comeback.  I was ready.  I was fired up.  I was focused.

I was still injured.

I just didn’t want to admit it.

I figured that I’d take it slowly and that I’d build up the mileage over time.  The plan did make sense.  It really did.  Except for one fact, I was still injured.  I had torn my Achilles a while back.  (I really don’t know when.  Pain has been a part of my running for a long time now.  I probably tweaked the tendon and just ran and ran on it making it worse and worse.  Who knows?)

I ran one mile on that November day and felt good enough.  Two days later, I ran one mile again.  The next day, I ran two.  (For a marathoner, like me, this is taking it VERY slowly.)

I then needed four days off before running two miles on back-to-back days (November 18 and 19).  This was slow, but steady progress.  After three more days off, I covered my first three miler.  Two days later, I did back-to-back days of two miles again.  

I was being smart.  I stretched.  I took a lot of off days.  I didn’t run fast.  Moderation was the key.  

But I was still injured.  After a one mile run on November 29, I shut it down again.

In between runs, I was hobbling all over the place.  

Today, two and a half weeks after I stopped, I just ran one mile.  I’m now icing my Achilles.  But… it doesn’t hurt.  I visited my great chiropractor/sports injury doctor (Dr. Alfonse DeMaria) four times in the last few weeks.  He is a miracle worker.  I had felt pretty good for almost a week, so I figured I’d try one mile today and see what happens.

So far, all seems good.

The first step of my (new) comeback seems successful.  

I just hope this isn’t another false start.

I have a few marathons to run in 2018 and I need to get going!

 

 

 

 

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Day #1

 I have run a countless number of races in my life.  Yes, this includes 20 marathons.  (I always keep an accurate count of my marathons.)

I love to run.

I have often stated that the marathon defines me. 

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Saying Goodbye to Matsui & Meb

(This post can also be found on NYY_Report (“Start Spreading the News”):

http://itsaboutthemoney.net/start-spreading-the-news/2017/11/6/saying-goodbye-to-matsui-and-meb)

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We are sports fans.  There is something special and wonderful and unique about being a sports fan.  We love our teams and certain players.  We get excited by special moments.

 And when disappointment hits, it hits hard – and it often hurts. 

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No Marathon 2017

It has been the strangest autumn of my life.  Or, at least the strangest autumn of the last fifteen years – since 2002.

I’ve shared on these pages before that I’m not running a fall marathon this year.

It’s an unfamiliar feeling.  And I don’t particularly like it.  The beloved New York City Marathon, the race I love and adore, will go on without me.

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Sometimes You Can’t?

Sometimes we can’t accomplish what we set our minds to do.

Sometimes impossible isn’t an illusion… it is real.  Or, at least it seems real.  We strive, we reach, we try – and we fall short, we stumble, we fall.  We reach and try again.  And fall and fail.  We fall and fail and fail again.  Or so it seems…

Sometimes the goal, whatever it is, seems too hard, too distant, too impossible.  We say, “I can’t.”  We say, “It’ll never happen.”  

What then?

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Running Currahee

Ever since my son Ryan had the same thought I did for an activity during our visit to see him in Georgia (“Three miles up, three miles down…”), I had been thinking of running Currahee Mountain.

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Currahee Mountain is the (extremely) large hill that was used as a (very difficult) physical fitness activity at Camp Toccoa during the early stages of paratrooper training during World War II.  The stories of the training, and the success of the troops, has been immortalized in the book and HBO miniseries Band of Brothers which tells the story of Easy Company from the 506th Regiment of the 101st Airborne.

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Currahee!

It was the day before Fathers’ Day.  With the school year winding down, and summer beckoning, I found a few moments of quiet respite in my home.  For the first time, in a very long time, I felt myself relaxing.  Calmness and peace, two emotions I don’t experience often, were not as far away as they normally are.

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The New York City Marathon 2016

This blog post will be a little different than the others.  It might not end up as a coherent passage with one main theme.  More, it’s a stream-of-conscious recollection of my experiences at this year’s New York City Marathon.

As I am writing this passage a week after I ran, I’m sure some of the most poignant and special things that I wanted to remember have been lost among the crowds, thrills, and emotions of this wonderful and inspiring annual event.

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Running is Hard. Life is Hard. It’s all Good!

I like to run.  A lot.  I like running very much (so I like running a lot).  I also like to run a lot of miles (so I like running a lot).   (I like when a sentence such as “I like running a lot” can be interpreted two different ways.)

When I run, which is most often on a treadmill at irrational hours of the early morning, I usually listen to music on my iPod.  I often get inspired by inspiring songs.  (I wonder how many other obvious statements I can write in this passage.)

I find every run, no matter what the distance, to be hard.  Every single run presents a challenge.

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