Running Stinks! 

Running Stinks! 


This past weekend we ran just slightly more than a 50k. It was great! The weather was near perfect! We successfully employed a few new strategies to keep us cool and going the distance! We ran together for the majority of the time which filled my quality time needing soul! It was a pretty spectacular day! 

So why does running stink?

Because it does! I literally smells aweful! 

I don’t care how clean you think you are or how much like roses you think your scent resembles, when you cross over to the running world, you become a stinker!

Shoes? Stink!

Shirt? Stinks!

Running pack? Stinks! 

Sweatbands? Stinks! 

Total truth? Underwear? Stinks! 

No matter how well you wash these things…No matter what internet proven strategy you try to squelch the smell…NOTHING gets out that scent!  

So what is one to do? 

Own it, baby! We are all a bunch of stinkers! 

Goin’ Fast

“I’m just a big hairy American winning machine, you know?” – Ricky Bobby, Talladega Nights

When I was in my mid-twenties I owned a motorcycle (Wow, that sentence makes me sound old).  One of the more enjoyable, and stupid, things to do on a motorcycle is to drive fast at night.  The small cone of light put off by the headlight and the road rushing by underneath, makes you feel like you are flying.

nightriding

I have since gotten too old, and “burdened” with too many responsibilities to ride a motorcycle.  My newer, much safer way of satiating my need for speed is with sprints.  As long distance runners, especially ultrarunners, we focus on going long and slow.  This strategy can get a bit boring and your muscles adapt and get used to the stress.  Running intervals allows me to engage different muscles and train in a different manner.  These intervals also bring about new soreness.  After running 10 intervals of about 200 meters each, my quads are screaming.  I end up spending the next few days walking pretty slow, limping, and enjoying the feeling of going fast for just a few moments.

The Death and Dying of Toenails

**WARNING** THIS POST IS GRAPHIC! **

We are in the beginning phases of training for our first 100 mile race. We tried this a few years ago but with northern winters, a 2 year old, and doctoral classes, it was too much. This time around, we have already registered for the race, we live in Florida, the 2 year old is now 5, and one of us is finished with school. Our plan should work this time around!

In the last few weeks, we have run the majority of a 12 hour and a 6 hour race. During these races, we have learned many things about better preparing ourselves for longer distances. One of those lessons is that of a larger toe box! Why, because your toenails die!

First, the ends of your toes feel sore.

Then, your toenails turn red. Then black, then white.

Then you pop that stuff and watch the goo flood out from under your toenails. Apparently this smells awful…according to my husband.

Then you wait for everything to dry up.

You cut off the toenail so it doesn’t snag on sock.

Three weeks later, you see you have a new toenail and cycle repeats!


It’s all part of the price you pay to be able to be among the few that call themselves ultra-runners!

I’m not alone in this. There is a woman who had her toenails removed because she was tired of this process. Check out her story…if the have the stomach for graphic pictures and video!

#RunSanity

Getting Old is not for the Weak

My wife ran 33 miles this weekend.

For me on the other hand, health and wellness has not been very good this week.  I woke up Sunday at 3AM with a raging headache and sore throat.  I spent the rest of the day coughing and struggling to stay awake.  By bedtime Sunday night, at 8:30PM, the cough was in full force.  Night 2 with little to no sleep.  I managed to make it to work but I only lasted until Noon.  By bedtime Monday night, a little bit closer to 9PM, the cough had subsided a little and I was finally able to get some sleep.  I spent Tuesday home from work resting and recovering from the cold.  Wednesday morning got off to a normal start and at 7AM as we were walking out the door I stopped to put something in the trash.  I felt a slight twinge in my lower back but I didn’t think anything of it.  By 9AM I was beginning to feel uncomfortable and having difficulty walking.  At 11AM I called my wife and begged her to come get me as I was unable to stand or walk.  I managed to shuffle in a bent over position, down three flights of stairs and roll into the car.  After a trip to urgent care, an injection of painkillers and muscle relaxer pills, I am now able to stand at almost a 45 degree angle.  I am now confined to the couch waiting for another round of drugs to work their magic.  I’m too old for this “stuff”.

The decision to run 100 miles…

My husband has been wanting to run the Keys 100 for several years. We have always been able to identify several reasons why it wouldn’t work this year or why we should wait until next year or until the boy is older or until…

This past year has presented us with multiple opportunities to learn the lesson that life is too short to put off your dreams until…

This past weekend we decided we would train for our first 100 mile race, the Keys 100.

After quick research, I found a guide for the first time 100 mile racers. We plan use the advice and training plan found on this site.

It is important for runners to keep logs. Logs help us maintain confidence, identify trends, push through hard times and celebrate great accomplishes! My log as we train for the Keys 100 will be this blog! I plan to reflect weekly on the experience of training for my first 100 mile with my partner in crime, my best friend, my running hero!

Let the accumulation of miles and moments of enlightenment begin!