I am fascinated by the ways exercise changes my mind, how it open the metaphorical Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, and lets the bad things out into the open air, where they can drift away or settle at the side of the trail like the falling leaves. I think a lot about the neurochemicals dancing around... Continue Reading →
We're in deep Darktober now. One week to Daylight Savings. The crew looked under-enthused this morning, but once we started moving it all came good. This is an AMRAP work out (as many reps as possible), where each person just follows the board at their own pace. It's alternating cardio and muscle work. For your... Continue Reading →
Never stop running. Never stop thinking about your feet hitting the ground. Anyway. I'm trying to figure out what the right selection of running shoes is. I know I don't have it currently. I have four pairs of trail shoes. One is absolute magic. One was absolute magic, but now it has a hole in... Continue Reading →
We have a six mile loop, the Two Towers Run, that is another sort of test piece. I have no idea what constitutes a fast Two Towers time, because that's not what I pay attention to on this one. Two Towers is more about how it feels, not about how fast you do it. It's... Continue Reading →
It would embarrass M that I said hello to everyone we passed on the trail, but then she started doing it too. My feeling is, this isn't the grocery store. We aren't in traffic. It's not the library or the DMV. It's the woods. We are better people here. And to me, that means we... Continue Reading →
The English word injury comes from the Latin in juria, or "not right.' This isn't just a state of being not right, broken. It's more. There are connotations of unfairness, of having been wronged. a violation of a legally protected interest (as the physical or mental well-being, property, reputation, or rights of another) for which... Continue Reading →
I'm not the only one coming back from injuries right now. We have a handful of Suffer Club regulars who shouldn't be running, even though they will if that's what the day's workout entails. To try to overcome their need to push themselves into places that only sustain the injuries they're trying to get past,... Continue Reading →
If you don't love bikes, really love them, stop reading now. The things I'm about to say will sound nuts. Know that, in addition to spending 10,000 hours riding bikes, I've also spent decades studying them. You don't have to believe what I'm about to say, but you should know that I believe it. Terroir... Continue Reading →
If I'm so goddamned smart, why have I come out the end of the trail looking at Main St instead of Totten Pond Rd, where I left my car? I am in exactly the wrong place, even though I was paying attention. It's as if someone picked up the map, spun it on me, and... Continue Reading →
I ran 3 miles this morning. I ran slowly. I looked at my watch once or twice, but only reflexively. I ran one of my regular routes, and I didn't try very hard, and it went well. I stopped at the end to retrieve a bag of dog shit I'd left there at the beginning... Continue Reading →
