I Got Traded??

So much has happened in the world since my lost blog post. As to not re-hash the last several months I'd like to focus on today and the future.

To answer a few questions as my pages are dedicated to being active and doing something outside of my original norm.

• Yes, my family and I are safe. And yes, the dog has gotten used to everyone being home all the time. So much so that running simple errands like going to the store earn you a greeting when you walk back in the door like you have been gone for a week. 
• If you have been following my Facebook page then you know I am still running. Winter months are harder to stay motivated. Especially with the snow and ice. I'll share a little bit more in this post.
• Of course I am binge watching stuff on streaming networks. Also updated the internet just before the kids returned to school in the fall. Sorry no endorsements on whom has the best and most reliable home internet. 
• Training season never ends.

There is one thing I have noticed. I like many people have gotten used to seeing our Postal Delivery person and various other  delivery people. Outside of the restaurant delivery people, who never changed, the online shopping delivery people are real cool. Especially the one guy that has been doing our neighborhood since the fall for the biggest online retailer. He is always real cool. Ask how the family is doing and if I want some of my packages dropped off on the front step or in my garage or whatever. Plus he plays old school hip-hip when he pulls up. The one day, he was playing the Pharcyde. That's wassup.

I mean outside of the people in my house and on my street, these are the really outside "my bubble" people I see regular. I still frequent the same small businesses, delis, fried chicken shack, pizza places, super markets and butcher shops are still in tact and going strong. However, I am still on the hunt for toilet because, you never know when the whole country is going to hoard it all again for still NO REASON at all. In short, if you can, please Shop Local.

Training for What

I am in training for a half marathon at the end of April. I will be running in the Gettysburg Festival of Races  on April 25th. Turning this into another adventure with my buddy Joe, whom will be doing the full marathon in about the time it takes me to do half the distance. Not bad for planning. The only thing that has me a little worried is the course is mostly rolling hills adding up to 600+ feet of total elevation. Needless to say hill work  during my training runs has become very important for conditioning. I may need to move back to North Star, DE a month out to get in true training. I grew up with hills, which I do not like, and these races are the only reason why I must face them on foot. 

Another half is scheduled on the books. Right now the Love Run, which has turned into my personal Moby Dick, is right now postponed until the fall. In an effort to keep myself motivated, doing an in person half marathon in April still allows me to keep focused on my spring goal.

In order to keep myself motivated this year, there probably will not be very many 'big' in person races for us ordinary folk. With that in mind, a lot more virtual options have been made available. I have made up my mind that the virtual races I am participating in have to support a great cause and be fun. The trail and local streets have started to become mundane, so I have been doing my best mixing up alternate routes.

For example, last week I participated in the Krispy Kreme Challenge which raised money for the UNC Children's Hospital. I had to run five miles and the fun part of participating was earning a dozen donuts. I had a lot of fun participating in the virtual option. So much fun for a great cause. I am really happy to have been able to participate for a worthy cause. 

Today's long run was not as successful. I planned to do 10k to 10 miles. After not getting a great nights rest, I was only able to mustard up 3 miles this morning. I am not worried. You just have to listen to your body. There are some days that may not go as planned. With me being in training mode, and winding down to the final weeks, I am not going to beat myself up about it. 

Traded...What?!

With all this running, this old man has been on the reserve list for a couple of the local sports teams.  I made one of my goals in 2021 to run a half marathon in one sitting once a month this year. Saying to myself, I technically run close to it most of the time, so how hard can it be. I will be first to tell you all here, its hard man. Carving out the time and overcoming the mental toughness to carry that out. Well lets see if I am in fact eating crow in a couple of months.  So far mission accomplished in January. It was a training session, mostly successful by my route  hit a tons of hills in preparation for April's race.  I was physically exhausted afterwards. 

With all coaching changes and potential trades going on in the NFL, I was informed by self appointed agent Paul, that I have in fact been traded from the Philadelphia Eagles to the Green Bay Packers. I was not even aware that this is now possible, but its 2021. Since when can a long time fan, who just happened to move to his favorite NFL teams city get traded? In a fan trade. I own a lot of green shirts. I do admire and respect their ownership policy and season ticket policy for those whom live near Lambeau Field. I am in no fact giving up my fandom for the Birds. At least my Reggie White jersey makes will still deem plenty of respect in Green Bay.  After that call, I had not much to say other than grab my shovel, gloves, and dust off my old playbook to get to work. Guess that will keep me quiet for  little while. 

2020 Half Way Marker

Hey are you still running?

Like many many other people out there, all races for this year are mostly cancelled or rescheduled. I was taking some time previously to come up with what I was doing. Then, well you know the world shut down, and I did not want to spread more thoughts through everyones minds on what I was worried about.

Let me get this out of the way. RACES ARE GOING TO BE CANCELLED. That also means for many people who love Medal Monday's its going to be a bit of time before you get to go out and compete for a while. I love my race bling too, but it will be a while before I get my hands on some shiny new bling after crossing the finishing line. 

That brings us to this one question, "Why am I running?" I have heard so much about this sport has become an outlet for many during our COVID-19 world. Many get into running for the health benefits. Many others get into the sport as a type of therapy. As I have shared previously, I am in it for the health benefits. My professional life also means that I lucky and happy to be able to work from home for as long as needed.  Just like many people in my profession, I have not left my desk since being remote. So the picture here to the right was just the other day. I was in fact working outside and cooking dinner at the same time. Lately, I run to break away from staring at a screens for a point of time.

Did I say break

Funny to say I use the sport to break away from anything. In my area in Pennsylvania, USA, during this pandemic, we have been allowed to at least go outside for runs even during the lockdown. Which was good, because at the time it all started, just like many others, I was heads down training for my spring races. (IBX Broad Street 10 Miler & Love Run) As of the time I writing this post both are rescheduled for the fall. Needless to say in the beginning I was still training. Spring was coming on full bloom in March. I used the opportunity to at least enjoy some of the signs of spring in my area.

It's nice to see the plants blooming and coming back to 'life'.  Through out I kept saying to myself, life will go back to normal sooner than I think. I can pack up my running masks and covering for the warm weather months and be basking in the sunshine any day now. March I logged about 45 miles running. Not bad.

Training Never Ends

April

I do not like to dwell on the negatives. Just keeping in mind that I am still training for something. If it is not a race per-say, I am in training mode. I stuck to my program, kinda, and still ran the HC 15k race virtually at the trail in April. When I got to the trail, I see more and more people out. Which is good. A vast majority had the same idea as me. Still do the HC races virtually on the trail. People were practicing social distancing and wearing masks and face coverings. I had my face covering on when I got near others. My brother got me a t-shirt to not only lift up my spirits as a birthday gift, but he thought it would be good for me to wear next time I was out on the trail. It could bring smiles to other people. I thought this would be a good day to wear it. I think he was right. At least it made me feel better. 

April felt like it started and the end was no wear in sight. Time almost felt like it slow down in April. I am not sure if it was the a full month of lockdown or what. Adjusting to my daily schedule is a little different. For some strange reason, I a little more on my mind than usual. Some of my runs turn into therapy to clear my head. I start listening back to a couple of audio books that allow me to just be entertained while I go with the flow. I work a little bit on my cadence. On my breathing. Lastly on my body mechanics and stride. When I feel myself slouching, I straighten up a little. Get my legs back under me in the right way and just breathe as I relax my mind and just let some of the stress go.

As I noticed on the weekends with my trail getting more popular. I decided to finally change things up a bit and check out a portion of the Schuylkill River Trail in Conshohocken. I have been meaning to run it, but something always comes up. I was going to do 5 miles, however, I got out later than I planned. It was getting crowded and the trail is really popular for cyclist. I opted to just do 5k. The upside was I did not take this run in particularly serious. I just wanted to enjoy being outside. I took a few pictures of the area from the river banks. Wish I got views like this more often.

I even did a Virtual 5k through NYRR at the end of the month just to help me stay motivated.  I found myself cutting a few runs short lately. This virtual race helped me stay motivated. Closed out April 45 Miles running. This is typical for me. 45 to 50 miles is a typical month running. Additional miles logged for other activities. 

May

A couple of my personal favorites events are in May. One The Broad Street Run and the Ordinary Marathon! I really enjoy doing the Ordinary Marathon because the proceeds go to the Sam Fund. The Sam Fund provides support to young adults with cancel educational material and financial support. I also like to participate in the marathon because over the course of 10 days I get to see if I can actually run a marathon distance.  

May also turns out to be one of my busier months because several things seem to coincide at the same time. The end of April kicked off the annual walk challenge at my job too. This will last until June. With all that going on, it just means I make my miles in May count. 

I started off the month still doing my Broad Street 10 miles. Only this time I ran on my home trail. There were several other people out doing the same.  I had almost forgot the the family and I were also participating in doing the March of Dimes Walk virtually too. That is what we did in the afternoon. I have been a supporter of the March of Dimes since I was a little boy. And I very proud to say that my wife and I carry on the tradition with our family. This was wonderful day.

The next day the weather continued to be gorgeous.  I did some grilling outside. However, I am in a walking competition remember. So while I am monitoring the grill, I also walk around my backyard. I managed to clock a mile doing loops around my backyard. The best part about the whole experience, dinner came out perfect.

Over the next couple of weeks I continued to mix it up by hitting the treadmill and going for a few runs around the neighborhood. One of my best outings was doing a half marathon the the treadmill. I participated in the Social Distance Shuffle sponsored by the SlowAF Run Club. This was a fun virtual event held by the run club to "keep everyone motivated, inspired, and provide a little light at the end of the tunnel while regular races can’t be held." I picked my own distance for this race. What I like about this virtual event is that I did not have to do the entire distance at once. I could have logged my distances and times in increments until I achieved my goal distance.  The other aspect of this race was to encourage safe social distancing and following local protocols  if a participant did run outside. I am not going to lie, I also did it for the bling. I know I said earlier that I am not running for bling. But this medal I had to earn.

The rest of the month I continue to mix it up. Getting friendly again with my indoor treadmill runs and getting out through the neighborhood routes. Only going to the trail early on the weekend for my long run days before it got crowded.

 I actually added to my running by getting my bike out and going for a couple of rides. I surprised myself by ending the month with a 12 mile bike ride around the area. Out of curiosity, I checked my total stats for the month. I did about 99 miles total for the month. 76 of which were on the ground running. I think this is the most miles I have logged in a month in quite some time. 

June

June is finally here. That means that school is about out for the kids and summer is officially here. It also means that the work walking competition will be over after a couple of weeks. If It was not for the competition I think I would just stay in bed for the whole month. I am not the only person that cannot wait for it to be over. I continue to mix it up between inside and outdoor runs. At least when Im stuck to the machine, I can turn on a movie or Neflix and feel like I am at a private gym. 

Due to logging a lot of miles on my legs, I also rediscovered my love of being on the bike. Some long runs are now substituted with bike rides. All the while during the first couple of weeks as the weather has gotten nicer, we have to figure out other ways to keep the kids entertained. The kids ride bikes or scooters up and down the street, play with jump rope, chalk, play hide and seek and even invent a couple of their own games along the way. Great imagination. Kids will keep you young this way, that is for sure.

Sunday June 14th, I actually get up at a decent time and get to the trail early. I find myself just start off doing my thing. I also noticed another path at what is the end of the main part of the trail. I have seen a few people continue up this path before, so today I decided to see where it goes. 

Only looks a little spooky in daylight

This path takes me all the way to the Fox Chase Regional Rail Station. To think I could have went this way over the last year, instead of coming out the park and running that one hill in the adjacent neighborhood.  I could almost kick myself. I will not come down on myself because that hill does motivate me to keep getting stronger.

When I get I reach the end of the station I see this beautiful mural. Then I turn around and head back. I started of the day wanting to do about 8 to 10 miles. By the time I get to the parking lot where my car is and my hydration pack are, I come across Joe. He saw me coming down the path and waited for me. We chat it up a bit and before I know it I cooled down too much. I called it a good run for myself and head home after a couple more laughs. 

 The rest of June I continue to mix it up with running and cycling. One week get another 10 miler on the saddle.  Cycling around my area, I get to explore other more streets that I do not get see when I am just running. But not everything keeps clicking like clock work. My last cycling outing does not go to plan. My ankle is acting up on me. I decide to keep the pressure off it by riding the bike around instead of running. Once I get the blood flowing I think I will feel better. This was one of the longest 7 miles I have done on bike in a long time. You cannot win them all. I can only say I gave my best shot that day. 87 total miles in June. Approximately 27 miles were cycling.

Difficult 7 mile bike ride

Motivation

The last few months, I have picked up little bits of motivation along the way. Sticking with doing a few race distances, even virtually, so I did not feel like I trained for nothing. Signing up for a virtual race or two just to add some additional motivation to get me out the door. Some of the best motivation comes from my family. When I kind of over sleep on my long run morning, they ask me if I am going for my run. That gets me moving and out the door. 

I also draw some motivation from the running community. Being a part of a few groups, I get motivated just by seeing others squeezing in a run during a busy day. Some people I am connected to share funny excerpts from their experiences. I get asked every now and then what keeps me motivated. I can only say, that running allows me to get away from the computer and work. It allows me to pause and reset my mind. The well gets replenished, hence I keep going. I try to learn from my good days and my bad days. Lastly, I am still motivated because there is a small glimmer of hope that maybe one of my fall races could actually happen this year. I will keep training. If the miles are not being logged for a race, they are being logged for the fun and enjoyment in life. Besides my home office chair is not as comfortable as I once thought. I wanna make it jealous by choosing and even less comfortable bicycle seat. 

Until next time, keep up with the positive movement. Good things will happen sooner than you expect.

2019 Reflection

With 2019 winding down and all my races for the year being complete, looking forward to recharging the batteries.

Reflection

I had some success this year, but I did have a few setbacks. Setbacks are what show us how we get know what we are capable of. The real point is how do we handle the setback. How does one learn from the experience in order to move forward?

Bad Race Day

Every now and then you have a bad run. Some of us wasI ran the Mayor's Cup this year. When I run I like to still have fun and this is a great team event that I could participate in. The earnest lands squarely on me. According to my training plan, 10k distance was in the plan for my long run. The race was held at the Belmont Plateau, not a far travel from my home. I think I was too quick to sign-up for the race and participate with the Black Men Run Philadelphia. I saw that the race would be held on the trails and thought "that's no big deal, I can handle a little trail running. And its only 10k, I can handle that no problem."

I was in for a rude awaking. First of all, I do a lot of running on the roads. Yes, I do run a couple of trails however, for the most part these are easy access, smooth trails with a mix of pavement, gravel, and dirt. No roots, ruts, rocks, slippery stones to get in the way. I was not thinking trail running like when trail hiking. I was thinking trail running, as an in easy stroll on Sunday morning listening to Lionel Richie and sipping coffee looking at the birds and deer. To put it bluntly, I was not prepared for the terrain. And last point, I was still thinking in my mind, that less than half 10k was on the trail and most of it would be roads and what not. BIG mistake.

View from Belmont Plateau of the Philadelphia skyline

I was running with Black Men Run for the Mayor's Cup festivities. I have been a member for a while, but this is the first time I have been able to attend an event with the club in person. I arrive early, because I want allow plenty of time for  fellowship before the various events. I had a great time meeting up with everyone before the 10k trail race. Only a couple of us were running this event. As I was walking over to the start area, our Captain David gives me some great advice, gives me the lay of the land, and cracks a couple of jokes. He could tell I was getting a little nervous. The most important advice he said was "... run your race and have fun." And that really was what I came out for the day to do. A lot of the clubs running today had members that were really familiar with the course due to that is big cross country training section with people in the area. I sigh a little bit to myself just hearing that. However when the start horn goes off, all that goes to the way side and I run towards the trail entrance with everyone jockeying for position before the trail narrows.

My personal goal was to stay within sight of the pack. This way I could see everyone stepping over and around various obstacles on the trail. A small trick I learned as a kid when I was in Boy Scouts when I would go through various hiking trails with friends in other troops at scout reservations. I should have listened more to the younger me, because about a mile into the trail, as I think I am making decent time even for myself, I get to a muddy section. I did not wear my real trail running running shoes. Merrell by the way. I was wearing my Hokas. Still breaking them in for my half marathon coming up September. As I was saying, getting to the muddy section, I tip-toed around...whoops. Yup, your man slipped. The spot looked firmed. At least the guy running with me checked on me. I was not hurt, just my pride. From this point I heard the young me say, "Didn't I tell you to just put on the trail shoes?"

As I said, I was not mentally prepared for the terrain. I should have listened to my inner voice and wore my trail shoes. That would have given me more confidence with footing. After falling, and dusting myself off, I did move slower around the trail. I had a lot of fun running up, down, around, over, and kinda under everything. There was one spot around the halfway point, where the course directors yelled out stay to the right, because the left side coming down hill was washed out and you could not tell from your advantage point. Really great looking out. However, I still got slower as the day went on.

Let me skip to almost the end of the race. As I get towards the 5 mile marker, I get passed by one lady, who thought she was lost. I could see the course markers and knew we were not. She exchanged pleasantries, and continued on to the water station. I figured, I will pick up the pace when after I got to the last water station. I get out for the final loop to the finish line and Ann (whom I met on the trail earlier that day) came running up to me. Ann thought I got lost. Nope, I was just enjoying the scenery. Then she broke the news to me, I am the last person on the course. WHAT! I mean, I know I am slow. And I have been one of the last people on a lot runs, but never the last person. With that news Ann ran with me the last mile to the finish line. She timed us and we covered that last mile in 11:30. I was really impressed because thats one my fastest miles to date. My finishing time was 2:00:00, and also placed DFL [Dead F***ing Last] for the 10k. Well, that was an experience.

What did I learn

Now I would normally be dejected from my performance that day. Going into the day I wanted to have a great time and enjoy a nice day at the Plateau. In hearing so many other runners stories on their worst race day, some of them reflected back on their bad race experience as a lesson in life. I asked myself how did I really feel about my performance? I think I should have ran faster if I was 1) More familiar with the terrain 2) Just listened to my inner voice and wore my trail shoes for better footing. 

I needed to run 10k as part of my training program and I did that. I still felt great physically and really felt like I had more miles to run, even though it was August and really hot. I did have an excellent time with finally attending an event with BMR Philadelphia. Lastly I had fun. And having fun is what the day was about. Just running and having fun. 

Not ever run is your best run. You will have good days and bad days. There will be times you go out and feel like you are giving it all you got. When you get home and look at your watch or running app on your smart device just to find out that it was not a great day time wise. Then there are other days, you go out the door, and the whole time you are out there, it feels like a struggle from the very first step. It feels like quick sand the entire time. The whole world seems to be moving faster than you. Then you look back at the  data, and what do you know, it's one the best outings you have had in a while. I thick back on some of my not so fun moments for the year. I learned a little something each time:

• Stay true to my fueling the day before a long run
• Get enough rest and listen to my body
• Hydration is still key, keep the cramps away
• Cross training, even a little bit, can be beneficial
• My timing is not the end

I on my agenda for  2019 that I would run at least one half marathon race. I did that by running two of them in the fall. Using the Rock' N Roll Half as a tune up for the Philadelphia Half Marathon in November. Everything I learned along the way helped me get to my goal race for the year. And best of all, I still had fun along the way. So I will take that into my off season as I gear up for my spring races and try to tackle something else next year.

No matter what, keep up with positive movement. Good things will happen.

Finishing the RnR Half Sept 2019

Philadelphia Half Marathon Nov 2019

My Year, My Goal, Philadelphia Half Marathon

Philadelphia Half Prep

The race is at the end of the week. Right now I am not worried. I put in the work most of the year and a have to get myself prepared mentally to go the distance. I have ran 13.1 miles in one training session at least once every month this year since I started on this journey. Just nothing standing between me and my goal is just to do it.

How did I get myself into this

I often think back on what was I thinking on going for this half marathon. I think back to finishing my first Broad Street when Joe said to me in the car, "You should do a half." I still laugh at myself for doing that. Then sometime later after some more thought and really falling into a funk because I reached my "goal" race at the time and really did not know else to shoot for. 

Then as I was like, I want to run Broad Street again, because I had so much fun. Then after thinking and talking to some friends, of course Joe once again suggested that if I wanted to consider participating in the Philadelphia Marathon weekend, that a few slots were open for people to also run the Broad Street Run. Like a selfish fool, I took the bait and yet started 2019 with my new goal race, The Dietz and Watson Philadelphia Half Marathon.

Putting my feet to work

I am a darn fool. Having my goal race being near the end of the year. However, sometimes you gotta give yourself some time to prepare. And even though I had already ran a 10 miler, I thought it was best to give myself plenty of time to prepare. I even doubled down on this crazy idea of stretching my longest distance to 13.1 miles by putting it out there in the universe when talking about my goal in Ordinary Marathoner podcast. This was called the Philadelphia Challenge. I was honored to be a guest and going into it, I felt like, if I said it out load publicly I must hold myself accountable. This way, I would attempt to get outta my running blues between races and stay focused on the end goal.

I did smart this year with the races I signed up for. The purpose was 1) keep myself building up throughout the year 2) not fill rushed near the end of year to get myself ready for the distance 3) physically recover a little better after finishing and not feel like I have to be in bed for severals days after finishing. I ran the Hot Chocolate 15K (and probably had too run much fun in the process); Broad Street Run 10 Miler (I became a duck in the process); Dairy Air 10k; Philadelphia Mayors Cup [10k]; Race for Blue [5 miler]; and the Rock and Roll Half Marathon. I did have a race in October, but had to cancel due to family commitments.  Each one I used as stepping stone and stay motivated.

I was proud of my progress throughout the year. Even had several good training runs. Even the late August 10k that turned into 10 miles because I was enjoying the run so much, I ran further out than intended. Still happy that I had taken some cash so I could get bottled water at the gas station on my way back. Vacation running is funny that way. 

How many Halves

With the use of Strava I tracked my attempts to run a half every month. The virtual challenges are really helpful. My first thought was if I start to become comfortable with the distance I should be able to concur the race at the end of year and get a time I would be really happy with.  I started it off in January with the Star Wars Virtual Half. Using this virtual race as a challenge I thought that if I could run the full distance that would start me on the right track for the year. On my first run, I got the distance. I strung together several more runs thought the month earn the virtual half. March through May, I made a few more attempts to run a half, but came up short to hit the total distance in one run. However, I did have some good training runs in between, plus I also trained for the Broad Street Run and participated in the Ordinary Marathon during that stretch.

June I was determined to get back on top. And by the end of the month I made it back to the Half mountain top. It was a good. I felt better than I did in January. Then before I knew it September came and it was time for the Rock n Roll Half. I used this as my baseline into going into November. The course is mostly flat and is similar to the Philadelphia Half. In October and into the first week of November I was able to run some tough 10 milers considering I ran the hills in my neighborhood and ran an alternate route on the trail.

So I guess, in total I guess I ran a half 3 times in one single run this year. Could have swore I did it 2 more times at least. Oh well. I have plenty of 10s and some 11s to look back on. In most training programs they even suggest that the individual not run the full distance of their eace until race day. So I may have been following that advice too throughout the year.

Philadelphia Half Marathon

The race is finally here. I am really excited and most of the week, I am fairly calm about the whole thing. I even have been paying attention to the weather report most of the week that said it will be dry and cold during my race day. Temps expected to be in the mid 40s. I thought that cool, until I get hit by Keith on Friday who forwards me the weather report for Sunday and the prediction of cold rain the whole day. At first I thought the weather report was for Saturday and I was none too happy. So yeah I freaked for a bit. Then eventually the smarter part of my brain stepped up and I checked the local weather again. Saturday's report was still the same. Thanks local meteorologists for getting it right. I looked back at what I was sent, at realized it was Sunday's weather. I sent Keith the local weather report. 

Friday afternoon and evening I was like a duck on water leading up to the race. Normally I hit a calm with no problem leading up to my races. I just tell myself, I am going to get up tomorrow, put on my gear and run with a few of my friends. However, because it was my goal race, I was a little more nervous than usual. I calmed down eventually and got a good nights rest. 

 Race day I wake up and go through my normal routine. I get cleaned up, dressed, make coffee to go and eat some warm cereal due to the cool temperatures.  My dad used to say to me when I was young, "You need to have something warm in your belly if you are going to be outside all morning." I actually follow this advice as an adult. Thanks Dad. Then I pack myself a PB sandwich and triple check I have my gear bag (which I half packed the night before) and the rest of my gear which is next to the front door. Then I'm out the door. On my way down, I make a quick stop to grab a couple bananas and some bottle waters. I normally keep one bottle of water and banana for the car ride home after races. This helps me from cramping after the longer distances. Also with being in the back of the pack, I dont' start at the gun time and want to make sure I am hydrated before the start of the race. I am used to an extra 20 - 30 minutes before my corral gets started. 

I met up with Black Men Run Philadelphia prior to the start of the race after checking in my gear.  It's aways a great time getting together and chatting it up. I wanted to meet up with my fellow Team Ordinary  team mate Ben and some more friends running at the race, but I was not able to meet up with them in time. 

After meeting up, we went to our respected corrals. Temperatures are in the low 30s, and I am wearing my warm gear, hat and gloves. I only start to feel more of the cold when I take my gloves off to look at my phone. Why cant I find my touch gloves I think to myself. While doing some stretching and I see Ann. She is so full of energy and excitement.  I was digging her CP3O inspired outfit for the run.  We talk and wish each other luck. I let her and here friends get back to preparing themselves. I quietly start shaking out some butterflies and calm myself.

Picture courtesy of Ann

As I was settling in, I talked with some of the other runners around me. For the most part they were all saying the same thing, not looking forward to the incline near mile 10. Personally I try not to think about the inclines too much. Besides that no one seem to be worried other than finishing the race. I was in mix company of those whom this was their first half and those whom haven't ran more than 5 races in this distance.  The corrals are started in waves with a minute between each one. As My corral finally get started I was on the left side. It was split in half crossing the start line to get everyone to use the full parkway at the start of the race. Due to the amount of people competing, I really understand. I totally wish I was on the right side of the corral starting because Des Linden and Meb Keflezighi were giving high fives. It was really a powerful sight. Smiles all around.

The race starts down the parkway,  and head down towards City Hall. From City Hall you head to Independence Hall where Betsy Ross and Benjamin Franklin were out cheering the racers on. Ben give me a high five and shouted he wants to see Ben Simmons get more aggressive down the stretch. Ben is a big 76ers fan, just like me. (Now only if he could get Dr. J and A.I. to take a picture with me...) Then we headed past the US Mint onto Race. I really wish I took some pictures while we ran on Race Street with the Ben Franklin Bridge on our left hand side towards the water front area. In a city that is always bustling, it was calm and cereal. Hitting Columbus Boulevard during the first 5k, I saw a little girl on the steps of the newer condos cheering us on and running it place. It was a really cute sight.

 After running round Gloria Del-Old Swedes Church Historic Site, was the first water station and conveniently we were right across the street from John's Roast Pork. It's almost the story of my life lately, every time I get near this awesome eatery lately I am either too early or I am to pressed for time to wait in the line. At least the air was crisp and did not smell like food, just race success. Traveling up Front Street hitting mile marker 4, there was the Mile 4 Cheer Party. Music, games, signs, fan fair galore. The incline was slight from being at water level just moments before. Hard to notice. Then I headed north on South Street. I remember all the time in my younger days visiting the various spots on South Street. I don't remember being on the street as the sun was rising. I found this really cool owning the street for the first time in a very very long time.

Passing Starr Garden Park and the fire station, we turn onto Lombard Street, which I remember that my friends old apartment was near by. And as a matter of fact, I ran right past it. I hit a walk break and sent a quick voice text text to him and kept it going. Reminiscing waits for no one.  From miles 5 through 6.5 I must of zoned out a little and just enjoyed myself. (I took a quick potty break after 10k into the race. Stay hydrated people.) We continued to head up Lomard and made a few turns. When I hit mile 7.25 my right calf cramped a little, however, I worked it out.

I was in my own happy place running across the Walnut Street Bridge over the Schuykill River. Getting to the end of the bridge and seeing the FMC building on the right and Penn Park on left is a really good view. Getting to about 8.33 miles into the race my thighs started to tighten. The next water station was just in front of me, so some needed hydration, and drop in elevation, I was back in the game.

Continuing up Walnut through UPenn campus and turning onto 33rd Street the next thing I knew we were  running past Dexel. University City is really nice day or night. Mile 9 we passed Powelton Village and headed toward the Philadelphia Zoo and the dreaded inclines.  I stuck with my plan miles 9 and 10 and took my walk breaks when needed and tried my best to keep pace. After passing the Zoo and running across the Girade Avenue Bridge, I looked at the city skyline one more time taking it all in. I look at the nice person next to me who had been with with me most of the way up to this point and said, "That view of the city never gets old." She agreed and we all continued on.

Finally hitting the mile 10 marker getting into Fairmount Park, my tracking app had me two minutes past my average time at this distance. I was not really happy with myself as I hit the next hydration station. I changed my music, hoping that this would help my cadence for the final 5k. I was strong until 11.5 miles where even though it was mostly down hill, I really could have used another hydration station at this point. Getting back onto Kelly Drive and heading for the finish, I felt like I was starting to hit a wall. At this point until 12.5 miles my calves decided to play the cramp and tired game. Left calf, then right calf. I had to back down a bit until the next hydration station. Finally with the last hydration station. With about half a mile left, I knew I was close but yet it almost felt so far away.

Seeing the corner of the Art Museum and people gathering near the Rocky Statue I knew it was time to start digging deep. No more walk breaks. I was only about 3 blocks away from the finishing line. Could hear the crowd and people cheering us. People shouting "You got this," "The finish is right there" "Go big man" and I know I heard someone shout my name, probably from reading my bib. I kept digging trying to shift into 6th gear  but only could manage to into 4th.  I cruised into finishing the Philadelphia Half Marathon. I finished my goal race. It felt great to get across all the timing pads and not stopping for several yards. After stopping, I also stopped my watch after a few seconds. I laughed a little to myself like I just broke some kind of record and needed my own watch to verify it. I shuffled over and move out the way while my heart was still pounding from all the excitement. I finally did it. Ring da bell! They are all not glamorous, however, when you put in the work, it does pay off. Half Marathon is now done.

After the race I grabbed my gear and met up David and Bryant of BMR. They talked me into hanging out in the warming tent for a bit. And I can tell you I needed that in the worst way. My muscles started seizing up due cold temperatures and me not moving around much. Warming tents are just what the doctor ordered on this day. While we grabbed a table and put down our refreshments and snacks, I picked a spot to stretch. This helped a lot. Here is a little advice, recovery starts when you get done. Don't be pig headed. Take the time you need to cool and stretch out properly so you do not turn yourself into a statue.

This weeks journey is done. Until the next running journey. #bighomieonthemove

That smile will stay on face, not because it was cold.

Roll Like the Homies we are

This week's post is dedicated to my homie, John. Until we meet up again, and roll like the homies we are....

Prolog:

Not to get overly emotional, however a close friend passed away recently. He was like family. We used to tease each other that we were brotha's from another motha'. It was really true. Throughout college I had several roommates, mostly due to living in suites the last few years.  I was one of the lucky ones. I stayed in close touch with four of them. 

John and I inseparable after our first year together.  He was in cover band, and I went to an abundance of their shows. And like anything else in life, the band also become my friends due to John. I think as a group we had our fair share of fun too.

Homies For Eva

Life forward

We all got jobs, married, homes, and had kids. In a short, got older and responsible. Yeah, I used the "R" word. How any of us got this far without being chased down the streets by our wives due our own stupidity is still a mystery. This motley crew got lucky. 

John loved finding excuses just to get everyone together. Varies parties and get togethers throughout the year. We had a few annual traditions. Even one, that I brought to the group because I like to keep a few of my own that the fellas would love. Sporting was always in the cards and if we went to our fair share of games together. And yes, John was active. Several years back, the big man dropped a few "lbs" (thats how we talked to each other) and even lead a his job on a 5K walk for charity. This was really inspiring. At that time both of us were cool with walking, but that "running" thing we would double over laughing at people. 

I still do not know who was more excited after I finished the Broad Street Run the first time. John got a text from our friends that I walked into the bar to celebrate. I can only say that on the drive home, I did get several texts from him enjoying the moment. 

Are we going to talk about Running??

My running was a little more off this past week due to John's passing. I couldn't sit on my butt though. He would have said, "Homie, I need you to get those miles. We got a race coming up. And for all the trash you been talking...."

Sunday November 10th

Today, I am scheduled to get my last double digit run prior to the Philadelphia Half Marathon. After today, its time to tapper and rest my legs. Also thought that the run would be good to clear my head. I decided not to run at the trail, and just stay in my neighborhood.  I got three miles in and tripped in a spot that is completely flat. I looked back and of course nothing there. Not a crack, or uneven portion of the pavement. And did I forget to add, that I skidded across the dry pavement. Good thing I was wearing long sleeves and all covered up. I am sure I would have had road rash from head to toe if not for being all covered up. There is no one else on the street but I hear a faint laugh. Almost like it was coming from behind a non-existing bush. Thanks Homie, for the tough love. In short I ran to the other end of town and back, 7.4 miles. The only thing that hurt at the end of this run was my pride.

Paused for a moment to check out view in Glenside

Tuesday November 12th

I am scheduled to do 5kish miles today. Long day at work but much needed after work run. I went to gym next door and did a minuted warmup while getting my devices all ready. After the warm-up, I set the speed and started on my way. After 30 mins, I was feeling good and boosted the speed up some more. Short story, 1 hour on the mill and ran the fastest in my life. 5.75 miles!!!! What the what! I still got no idea what got into me. But the yeah it happened:

Still in shock

Sunday November 17thToday is the last long run before the race. I am scheduled to do about 6 - 7 miles. I over slept a little. The late start did not make it warmer outside with the 30 degree temperature and all.  Fun cold run. Since last week was a mostly flat run, I needed to go back to the hills. First mile I felt good. Then I started mile 2 and bulk of the hills. Then the world got really slow. It took until getting to mile 4 before I felt normal. 10k completed. I am not going to complain. 

Tailgate Promise

Wow, it has really been much longer than I thought for writing. In my last post, I did cover some ground on my previous hiatus.  This time, I can simply say I just did not have much to say. For those close to me, it's funny to every hear me write or say, I don't have much to say.

As I am trying to evolve this space, and as it is dedicated to my running adventures, I want to not just talk about my running. Ok, we will still talk about running.

Running Funk

Every time I reach or goal or finish a major race in my schedule, I fall into the Running Blues. A funk because I hit my goal. My goals are not related to getting a PR (personal record) but more centered around finishing a race. Those race finishes, do come at a personal price. The price being, how did I really feel after? Did I give it my all? Is there more in the tank? Did I give up or just simply did not bring my game with me? 

My races are spaced out far apart enough for me to go through a small funk and then get myself motivated for the next one. My original plan for the fall was to run RnR Philly, Runner's World Festival 5 & Dime, and finally my goal race the Philly Half Marathon. The plans changed and I did not do my 5 & Dime due to outside personal obligations. From a running aspect I was not bummed. I just had to get out and do a training run that weekend when I had a chance. 

I do realize, that due to change in my schedule, I did not train as often as I should have during the month of October. However, I did stay committed to my weekend long runs.  I find that sticking to my weekend long runs does keep me from blues. I stay motivated. Even though the smaller runs are good for my training.

Long Run Days

It's football season. I like to run 5k - 10k on the days my team plays. Which is mostly Sunday's which happens to be my Long Run days. Some would say, that if I run the team will do better. Some times this does work. Other times, I feel like maybe I should have ran further. And on a few occasions this season, I did a lot of miles, but my team did not win. Such is sport.

I'll run either run at one of a couple trails, Pennypack  or Power Lines, or the surrounding area.  I still find that where ever I run, the world does slow down a bit. I lower my music and observe everything that is going on. I am more impressed with a few things that I see. As of lately my phone is not handy to snap a picture. I think that is part of me just enjoying the run.

3rd Generation Dodge Dart Swinger

Over the last several weeks, I have stayed to doing 10k or more with majority of my long runs. With the exception of 10/27 when I ran 5 miles in the rain, then when I got home, did a few more miles on the elliptical. 

This past Sunday, I ran 10 miles through Pennypack. I mixed up this run by taking a trail I have been wanting to take for some time. I got to see another side of the trail and even enjoyed the fall weather. 

One of 14 footbridges on Pennypack trail

Data? We don't need no stinking Data

October 13th started off a good run. I got a later start than I wanted so I elected to run around the area instead of heading to the trails. It was a nice morning so staying close to home was  good idea. I made sure my hydration pack was filled and I put on my watch, which was charging all night, and the rest of my gear and headed out the door. My plan is to do about 8 miles. 

Seeing as though I am running in my area, I am going to mix it up and do some hills. I still rather run the hills near my house than the ones in the North Star section of Delaware. I am familiar with those hills on both foot and bike. North Star is not a fun training ground for me.  Early in my morning run my watch died on me. Great. I thought I had it plugged in all night. SMH. No matter. I know know how far I have thus far. I will just start up one of my apps on my phone. Yeah, that stopped tracking me too after some time.

I got about 5.5 miles into my adventure and stopped to help someone change a flat. Most of my training runs, I am not paying attention to time, just working on my conditioning and cadence.  The person I helped appreciated the offer and together we got them on their way. It was a really bad flat. Looked like someone slashed through the side of the tire with a sword. One the ugliest flats I have seen in a long time. I restarted my app and continued on my adventure running up and down the hills and all around. When I get to where I started I see that my app even stopped working shortly after resuming. It looks like it auto-paused when I was waiting for the cross walk and never resumed. Epic fail. So how far did I go? I used my phones health app and it told me how far I had went.  Best thing for me it was only tracking since I walked out the front door because I had the charger next to the front door.  10.3 miles. Next time, I'll make sure my watch is plugged in all the way. 

Tailgate Promise

On my local runs I run through Hillside Cemetery. When I run through it quiet and serene. I normally plenty of deer running through the cemetery, darting around and back into the woods. On occasion I may even see  some visitors early in the morning whom are there to pay respects to their loved ones. When I do come across those visiting, I stop my music and go by quietly so I do not interrupt their time.  However, during the fall, I do observe one visit almost every week that is heart warming.

Since I run the same route through the cemetery, I have been greeted by a gentleman whom, almost every week during football season is paying respects to their loved one. He parks his car nearby and takes out a little radio. Sets up a chair and tunes he radio to the local pre-game sports broadcast for the days football game. He may be wearing a sweatshirt or hat, but I have come to know him by his kind smile. I am normally wearing my Eagles hat, and I tip it to him as I pass by. Sometimes we wave to each other. I continue on quietly, with no music playing, and allow them to continue on listening to the radio and discussing the upcoming game.

I have been running this route now for the third fall. I did not think this would continue after the Eagles won the Super Bowl a couple years ago. The team won........ the following seasons come and ominously they are both there. Supporting the team, listening to the radio, and going over the upcoming game. This is specially true for every home game. Almost like a tailgate minus the "party" atmosphere. 

In my own observation, I think to myself this was a promise that was made between the two. "We will tailgate together every week. Rain or shine. Especially for the home games... no matter what. Why? Because that is the only time we get to catch up and have a couple of laughs."  This is how in a way I think the conversation started some time ago. 

I got to thinking about the promises I have seen people make to each other over time. Most of them have to do with being side by side with their friend or family member no matter what the circumstances are. You just got engaged, had a baby, fell ill, moved into a new place, new job, loss someone close to you?  I bet everyone can name at least one person in their life that would drop everything to be with them at a moments notice in any situation. 

You and that person have a bond that is like no other. The kind that no matter how much time has passed since you have seen each other, you can pickup where you left off in a conversation. Regardless if that conversation was 10 years ago or 5 minutes ago.  These types of bonds are unspoken and unbreakable. I would describe it as a brother/sisterhood or kindred spirits. 

Promises like this have a deeper meaning between those involved then to the outside observer. Holding true to the mutual promise is honorable. Tailgate with your kindred spirit every chance you get. Play the radio and go over the injury report, stats, and potential trades. Yell at the broadcaster you both never agreed with. Why? That is what loved ones do for each other. Continue supporting each other for as long as time will allow. It could be as memorable as driving through the clouds.

Half Marathon.... Did the wheels fall off???

It has been a while since I have posted anything. I can say that my running style, leading up to a goal, comprises of two rules for me: 1) Listen to my body 2) Stick to the plan. Let's get into a quick recap of doing my first half marathon (13.1 miles 😲 ).

Vacations are Important

I think that it goes without saying that vacations are important. Leading up to my family vacation at the end of August, I was due for a vacation. Being a person whom in the years past whom has worked 9, 10, and even 13 months between vacations, life can be a little taxing. It has been a long time since I have count down to a vacation. I think it has been close to 10 years since I actually looked at a clock and calculated 'out loud' how long until my vacation started. That happened this year.

Prior to getting our our destination, we stopped to visit some family for a couple days. Its nice the the kids get some time to with their cousins. Just like when I was kid, as soon as all the girls see each other the adults don't matter until they get hungry or it's time to somewhere. That is actually fun for me. While on our visit, I did sneak in a run.

 10k or 10 Miles

My whole premise in going for a run near my mother-in-laws was to run in the park across the street from her neighborhood. It has been a while, but the I remember the park has a bike/running path and its not that long. I figure, Ill just run about 6 miles and then head back to house. Shower and have breakfast. It was nice clear crisp morning for late August. That means there was like no  humidity, perfect. I started off on my journey following the main path, which didn't take me through the park. It took me past the park and down the road a bit. No matter, its early in the morning and its quiet out so I make the most of it and keep on going. I am having fun. I am on vacation.

Needless to say this kid went too far. If I am doing less than 8 miles total, I do not have to take water with me. I normally have it in my car or I am in an area that has plenty of water stations. If I run on the higher end, I make sure that I stay hydrated. Well I had gone 5.25 miles before my ears heard the sound of an engine that I have not heard in some time. Then my eyes spotted what was making that sweet sweet american muscle sound. My personal lime green whale, unicorn, mystical '68 Dodge Dart Swinger. Yes, the car is Lime Green. And yes, Ill get into it more later on why this particular is #1 on my list. But lets say I tried to chase her down and I knew it was stupid, but I was going to need to turn around anyway. Lets just put a pin in this and sum it up that I ran a little over 10 miles. Took until I got over 9.5 miles in until I got water. Overall, I did really good on this run. I looked at my pace later to find out I was staying within 13:30 - 14:00. which I hoping will be the case when I finally get to my big race.

 What happened to Vacation???

The family and I went back to Virginia Beach this year. I love coming here. It is peaceful, friendly and fun. I'm still working on my retirement plan where I can be there more often, or better yet just liver here. I did a few runs around the area, and even peered at some local real estate. It rained the first day in half. But the sun finally came out and we enjoyed our time. Pool side, beach side, aquarium, light house touring, dolphin watching, water parks etc etc etc. Now to think about it, I need a vacation from the active vacation. I learned a couple things on this vacation:

• The turtle at the aquarium has been there since day 1. And I have been going to the same aquarium since day 1. It's been over 30 years. Happy Birthday buddy. 
• The water park may have had a few name changes, and has been updated over the years but its also 30 years old. Fantastic!!
• My picture is no longer up at the light houses and I am no longer being sought for whatever reason they said. 35 proud years on that. Happy Anniversary to me and my juvenile vacation life.
  

We saw 5 pods of dolphins. Even had to wait for a large grouping to clear in order for the boat to make it back to dock.

13.1 Miles or BUST!!

I have previously written about how I was aiming to run 13 miles at least once a month leading up to my race. In August I did not make it. My scheduled long run day was cut short due to not feeling well. But all the recent weekly runs including the ones on my vacation, I have been feeling really good. Leading up to Rock N Roll Half, I am feeling confident up until a few days before the race. My wife asked me if I was ready? I was like I was until you just asked me. I got knocked off my game a little.

Anyway, that got put outta my head with a few other things going on in life. More pressing things came to light that I needed to attend to, which were unforeseen distractions. In addition, I got so many supportive messages from family and close friends who want to see this new side of me do this distance. My man Scott  the whole week leading up to the race is trying to keep me motivated in his own relentless way.  The only thing I can do come race day is stick to my plan and do my best. Just one foot in front of the other.

Friday before the race I pickup my bib and other race essentials with my partner in crime Joe. Just another day going to the Rock N Roll Fitness Expo. We both toured around and saw some cool things. Even ran into our friend Jill at the expo. Really funny because I was just asking if we were meeting up with her after the race. Really excited to get some time to catch up and just hang out.

Picture courtesy of Jill K

Race day comes. We are back at Eikins Oval for the Rock N Roll Half. This race is so big that there are 20 corals of people running. And you guessed it, I am in the last coral. The upside is that I always meet a couple new people. That the one thing I like about running. I always meet people I would never have met in life if it was not for this. I met Julie first, who live in Baltimore. We met another nice lady from Brooklyn. I did not write down her name, I am so very sorry. She was super nice. She was with a group of us that paced together during the first 5 miles of the race. Then I also ran back into Michael whom I met at the HC15k earlier this year and his friend Lauren. They were back in town from Baltimore too for this race. My hometown people always find me, so I never far from home.

Michael and I ran half the race together. I actually have to give him credit for showing me how to setup the intervals properly in one of our apps so I could execute the 4/30. (4 mins running, 30 secs walking) After 8 miles Michael told me to leave him. My pace was getting a little faster and he rolled his ankle a little. He stopped at the Aide station to get checked out, plus he did not want to be too far ahead of Lauren in case she needed him. That right there is a good friendship. Looking out for each other. I understood and kept going.

Michael and I about 5 miles into the race

After  about 8.5 miles into the course, my quads started hurting a little. Good thing there was a water and Gatorade station ahead. After getting hydrated I started feeling better and powered on. I really have to say, this course which has us running through Center City and all the landmarks, then down Kelly Drive and finishing on MLK Drive nice. You really  get to enjoy the city. After 11 miles I basically am with the same grouping of runners since the early part of the race. Many are asking for Michael, I explained he is ok and asked me to keep on going. Really nice because everyone wants to make sure each other is healthy and having a good time.

I also meet Dee and her friends from Charlotte. Dee is doing 50 States before 50. Today's race is state 43. The previous day she ran a half marathon distance in Delaware. Then got right up and is doing another half in Philadelphia. My legs heard that and were like, I am not the one. We got to chatting a little too. After we hit 12 miles they said, "You did 12 so far. 13 is right around the corner. You aight."  At that point it dawned on me, yeah, 12 miles are down. I am a little tired but it's time to finish this.

13.1 miles and still smiles

After glancing at my Fitbit, I noticed that my pace has been a little slow and I picked it up a bit. Not much now, I did not go flying. But I did go faster. And as I hit the bend for the last tenth of a mile I gave it my all and powered my way across the finish line with all I had left in the tank. 13.1 BUSTED!!!!

I do not think I felt this good since running my first Broad Street. We have one more race this season. The Philadelphia Half. I have a few things to work on. Especially trying not to feel fatigued after 8 miles.


For more details about the Rock N Roll Half Philadelphia and my overall race experience please read my review.

I hope you enjoyed this entry #bighomieonthemove

RnR Philadelphia Half Course Map