Dogging my way through....

I like winging it... A "Type A" personality I am not. I do love to race it up however, and for the last few years I have embraced the lifestyle of an endurance athlete- endless training, lack of a social life, and always, always, always having sore legs...

I dabbled in triathlon back in the day (mid 90's), but it came easy back then, being 16, unbreakable, and a zippy fast xcountry runner. 13 years of smokey bars and rocknroll debauchery had me questioning a return and I am surprised as anyone to find myself in better shape than I ever been, going farther than I ever have, and still being able to sling a guitar and belt out a tune or two...

The musician in me hides when the racing flats come on and the runner in me cringes when I down a shot (or three) of the whiskey... So this will be my attempt to keep a foot in each of the world's that move me to act... writing a song... running 20 miles... there really is no difference. It is what it is!!

Saturday, April 9, 2011

100 days of truckin...

So its been a while, but i didn't want to break my running streak by talking about it. I decided a couple of weeks into january that I was going to attempt to run every day through 2011. I figured I had already come close last year with how much I have to run the pup and had already gone 20 some odd days and like many things, it seemed a good idea at the time. 

 First off, to qualify as a "run" I have to go at least a mile. I went with this distance because a mile was a huge obstacle that hung over us kids (runners or non) in elementary/ middle school... the day you had to RUN THE MILE. Many kids developed mysterious illnesses around this time. Some days this mile still seems like an impossiblity. It also happens that my shortest pup run route is 1.2 miles so it works out well. Today I hit a first with a hundred straight days of running. It came with the successful defense of my USAT Collegiate Nationals Sprint title so it was a nice 100th run. I've had a few tough days- running when slightly ill is no good fun, but as always... as soon as its over, I feel better. Lacing the shoes being the toughest part. It has become part of the daily routine, which was the point, and at this point only injury will bust this streak up... so we're crossing fingers and icing often! It finally feels like race season has begun.



Day 100...