I was about to...

I was about to write a post on how Hurricane Irene was no match for my running schedule. I went for a trail run as Irene was hitting Glen Allen this weekend. It felt great. I felt alive. Wind was howling, rain was pelting me at times with walls of stinging water. It didn't matter. I took my shirt off. Tree branches were falling all around me. This was not the act of a normal person. Quite reckless for a father of three small children. However, I made it home unscathed.

I spent the next day picking up leaves in the yard... no run.

Went for a run today, took two steps, and both of my hamstrings simultaneously combusted. I didn't even realize they were sore from yard work until I took those steps...

my spikes got a little dustier today.

Injured reserve

My right calf is officially busted up. I’m officially on the injured reserve for awhile. I’m thinking 2 weeks, maybe. Made it a full year though without getting injured. I think my racing days are over though. That 5K fucked me up and probably jinxed myself by talking shit to Pat Anderson. If I run another 5K I'm jogging that shit...may even walk. Later...

The Best Blog Never Written

Two years ago, while drinking beers at an Irish bar in Arlington called Sine, Jesse told me about an excellent idea for a blog post he had.   It would be about how when we were "serious runners" we kind of looked down on local running clubs but now that we are older, heavier, and injury prone we suddenly find ourselves envious of these groups.  This was over two years ago when I was struggling to get in more than 30 minutes and nursing injuries while Jesse was unable to run more than a week without re-injuring his achilles. To put it more directly, we weren't in shape to join one of the running clubs that we had previously thought we were above.  I remember seeing one of the local DC clubs working out on the track near my old apt. and wondering if I would ever get in shape to do a workout again.   As it turns out running clubs are where the real runners are.  Real runners run because they enjoy running.