Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 31) – NYC Marathon Day

It’s been over a month since my last update here…

My running hasn’t been great, but it hasn’t been bad either. I’ve been running about three days a week, usually about 3 miles at a time. It’s basically been a succession of 11-mile weeks. This approach has made sense because I just need to get strong.

About two weeks ago, though, I decided to ramp it up a bit. I want to start building miles and becoming a stronger runner. (I need to do that. “Want” makes it seem like a choice. It isn’t a choice.)

Two weeks ago, I did five miles. That was my longest run in a while.

Last week I did six.

Today is NYC Marathon Day.

I am actually sad about this, today being the day when, if all was normal in the world, they’d be running the New York City Marathon. They are not running the race, of course, and even though I would not be running the race this year because I couldn’t ramp up to the high miles quickly enough, I am still sad that the race isn’t happening.

On the Sundays that I don’t run the marathon (The Marathon, it deserves to be capitalized), I watch it on TV, all day long, and I run along with the elite men (them on the course, me on my treadmill). In the days before the race, I also always visit the Expo at the Jacob Javitz Convention Center in Manhattan. I love to bask in the glory of everything that is the New York City Marathon.

I miss it all.

I am really sad about this today. My heart is empty. It may seem to some to be a silly thing to be sad over, but feeling are feelings and those are my feelings.

Since it was Marathon Day, I decided to push it a bit and I ran seven miles on my treadmill, my longest run since August. I feel great.

I wasn’t fast (73:52), but it was a strong run. I’m building up strength. It’s one day at a time.

The Marathon is now just 366 days away. I really cannot wait for it. I miss it all.

Happy Marathon Day to all.

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. 26) – Seven is Heaven

I had planned to write this a few days ago, but a huge storm, a loss of power and Internet, and such got in the way…

Last Monday I jumped on the treadmill with the intention (and hope) of matching my six mile effort from two weeks previous and with the faint hope of being strong enough to power through one extra mile to reach seven.  

I didn’t make it. 

I ran well enough.  I covered five miles, but five isn’t six and it certainly isn’t seven.  

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 25) – They Call This Progress!

As I chronicle my recovery from Achilles Surgery along with my quest to get in the proper shape to run another marathon, I am pleased to report that I am making great progress.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 23)

That was a huge step back.  

As I said some of the words above aloud, they sounded like “set back,” but this was anything but that.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 20)

Here was my weekly mileage for the first three full weeks of May 2020:

  • 8.20 miles
  • 8.10 miles
  • 8.25 miles

I was getting there.

The operative word is “was.”

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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.