SWEET 15.85 (Not Quite 16)

I always feel the need to preface these posts with, “I wasn’t fast.”

And, it wasn’t fast, but today I ran great and good and far and wonderfully.

With my oldest son, and his wonderful wife, we set out from our beach house to do one of my favorite long runs – to the Point Pleasant Inlet and back – a solid 16(+) miler.

This is one of my favorite long runs. When I can do this run, I know I am (just about) marathon ready.

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My Field of Dreams (Cooperstown, NY)

(I also published this story on my Yankees site: Start Spreading the News as part of the series “One Last Shot” as I document my return to playing baseball after 34 years away from the game as a player.)

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How often have I dreamed of playing baseball professionally?

I don’t know… it probably hasn’t been every day of my life, but it’s been most days and probably multiple times on most days.

Oh, who am I kidding. It’s ALL I think about!

As of the writing of this post, I have been alive about 19,400 days.

That’s a lot of dreaming.

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Before August 11, 2021, I had never played baseball on a field other than a recreation or high school field.

I never played in a real ballpark or in a stadium.

But, on August 11, the dream, came true, at least a little.

On August 11, I arrived in Cooperstown, New York.

On August 11, I pitched, in a tournament game, on Doubleday Field, in Cooperstown, New York.

As the Yankees prepared to play on the Field of Dreams in Iowa, I played on a field of dreams of my own in baseball’s most special village.

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One Last Shot – Season 3, Post 2: My Spring Training

(Note: This article can also be found on Start Spreading The News.)

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Opening Day is a month, a week, and a day away. That’s my Opening Day. The day my baseball season begins.

In 2019, after not pitching in any competitive baseball game for over 34 years, I made a comeback as the old guy, a 50+-year-old pitcher, in a highly competitive wood bat 35-year-old + baseball league. I pitched again last year.

The upcoming 2021 season will be my third.

After proving to myself that I can hold my own on the mound, and even pitch complete nine inning games, I am no longer content with just being able to do that.

Now I want to win.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 28): Back-to-Back-to-Back-to-Back-to-Back!

Whew.

I did it.

It wasn’t easy, but it was easier than I thought it would be.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 27) – TEN!

I didn’t really think I could do it this quickly.  I mean, ramp up to ten miles.  My longest run just a little over a week ago was six miles.  Then last week I did seven.  That was HUGE!

Up until the moment I decided to do a long run today, I wasn’t even thinking ten miles.  That seemed just too far.

Way too far…

And then, this morning, I thought, “Why not just do ten?”

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Cancelled.

Just because something is the right thing doesn’t mean that we can’t be sad about it.

I knew they would be cancelling the New York City Marathon.  They had to.  It only made sense to cancel it.  

You can’t run the world’s largest (and greatest) marathon during a pandemic.

I get it.

Still, I am sad.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 22)

Progress.

That’s the word.  Progress.

Two steps forward. 

I am hoping there are no steps backward as I continue to build strength in my comeback to running following Achilles surgery in January.  I will hopefully get strong enough to run the New York City Marathon in November.

A few thoughts on all of this before I share the updates on my progress.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 19)

19 weeks ago today, I walked in to have surgery on my right Achilles tendon.  

I walked out on crutches.

I was on crutches for about 7 weeks.  

And then I started running, step-by-step.  Slowly.

Today, I powered through a three mile treadmill run staying between 5.5 and 6.0 mph for the duration.  

I broke 32 minutes, finishing at 31:51.  That’s a strong effort – my best effort to date since the surgery.

I was once a marathoner.  

I will be one again.

Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 16)

A few years ago, no longer being a guy that could literally jump into his running shoes and bang out (seemingly, at least) any amount of miles, I invented a little running trick that I employed today.

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