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Spencer to Boston

Hi Brendan,

How are you feeling?  Hopefully that appetite of yours is starting to kick in finally.  Thank you for the email about Nicole Jacobs.  She said to tell Brendan thanks for remembering!  Nicole will be contacting your mom in the next week or so.

Is Your Heart Breaking?

I am excited that this past week is over.  It was the toughest week of the training season.  I ran 60 miles during the week, something  I’ve never done before.  Except for finding the time to do all that running, it wasn’t too bad.  My muscles, joints, and bones are ready for some tapering but I have one more week before I can easy up.  I think I’ll have 250 miles recorded for the end of this month.  I didn’t think I’d ever run that much.  You are a good inspiration!

I wanted to see how far 60 miles is from Boston, so I Goggled it.   I found and article about a mile marker in Spencer Massachusetts.  This marker is is along the Boston Post road which was laid out by Ben Franklin in 1753 when he was Deputy Post Master General for the Northern Colonies.  He ordered the that the stones be placed to regulate postal rates.  This milestone is inscribed “60 Miles From Boston”  The stone is located just to the west of one of the entry roads to a cemetery.  The stone is a contributing object in the 1767 Milestones Historic District on the National Register of Historic Places.

On Sunday, Nikki and I ran with the L Street Running Club.  The bussed us out the Natick and we ran back to South Boston.  It was a scheduled 20 mile run but Nikki’s plan was to run 22 and I needed 23 miles.  The weather forecast was for the low 40’s with off and on rain showers.  We prepared for the worst.  A few years back, I ran the same course with the same weather conditions (there was a little stronger headwind).  Many of the runners, including myself were close to hyperthermia.  That was something I did not want to repeat.  This time the running gods were kind to us.  The first drops did not fall until the last runner finished.

Both of us had a good run.  It is a real confidence builder, especially for novice runners.  You get to feel the distance, figure out your fueling plan, and practice managing your pace.   Nikki brought her phone with her because she knew with the extra miles added on, she would be one of the last runners on the course.  She did great!  She even took some pictures all the way.

We are all signed up for the Pasta Party.  I can’t wait.  It is so much fun!  The deadline is coming up soon, so in case you haven’t gotten yours yet, remind your mom.

Take care, and I’ll see you in a week or two!

Patrick

Running Again

After a false start on Friday, I was finally able to get back to running today.  I really had no excuse yet I gave myself many of them this morning.  I looked at my clock and it read 4:45.  I headed down stairs to get something to drink.  My calves ached from the lack of training with each step.  Boy, do I need to start stretching again!  I was pretty tired getting only 4 hours of sleep.  I thought to myself I should try to sleep a little more and run later, but then I turned on the weather channel and saw it was 45F with no wind….in January.  I got my running gear together and then I heard my 5 month old crying in her crib.  I pick her up and we rock in the chair until she drifts back to sleep.  I quietly ask her if she just did not want daddy to leave for my run while I put her back in her crib.  She didn’t answer me.

I lost my mojo and sat on the couch.  I channel surf off WTC until I land on a documentary about the 2008 US Women’s Eight Rowing team.  Coxswain Mary Whipple lead the woman to something the US has not been able to do since 1984, win the gold medal in Coxed Eights.  Watching the replay of the winning race and hearing Mary yell a few f-bombs to get her crew motivated, was all I needed to finally get my ass moving.

I began my run with a mantra I am sure some of you have used before, “This is gonna suck”.  I was anticipating something bad was going to happen, but after a few minutes, it was business as usual.  I did not want to bring my watch but I did anyway to keep myself from picking up my pace.  That did not turn out to be a problem.  Let us just say I had a nice slow run. 

I told myself that I was going out for a 5K but then proceeded to do the Mill St run which is 4.25 miles.  Towards the end of the run, I started figuring out where I should go to extend the run.  I felt like I should be running more miles because I have a plan and my schedule is now off by at least 8 days.  I hear John “Mac” McDermott advice in my head.  “No junk miles.  Do your homework.  Take it easy.  Maintain.”  With that, I take a right onto Britton and head home.  

Today was not about miles.  It was about running again.  The maintenance will come.  Tonight I will do my homework and readjust my workouts for the next week or so.  I will mentally take it easy as I look forward to running tomorrow.