Vancouver and Back

The Spring Thing.

A great success it was not, neither a failure. I kinda felt like I took a magnificent beating in a biker bar, holding my head up all the while.

Vancouver was unique and special in that I has the pleasure to room with Colin Fewer. An outstanding Canadian athlete and individual. Saucony must be very proud of him.

Vancouver is, of course, breath taking (yes, I am envious) and the race weekend organized to a tee (or perhaps it's tea.) Either way, exciting and smooth.

A lot of energy, the Saucony reps were beaming. I was wondering if they were so busy and tired it's all they knew to do!

I found the course a bit tough as I had large traffic issues once the 1/2 marathoners were caught as well as the hills in the last 10 km.

To be treated as well as I was...I'm at a loss for words. OK, thrilling.

Officially, 13th in 2:41:19.

Thank you Saucony!
Thank you Bruce!

Put this one on the short list!

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Metaphorically Speaking

It was one of "those" long runs. Too tired and too hurting, much too soon.
A quick glance over my shoulder and, what!





Big hills ahead, the vultures on my heels. I'm not even sure if I'm talking about the run any more.
Moving forwards, perhaps it's best not to be focused on what's behind!

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One foot on a bananna peel

Ever feel like Rodney?  I've a longstanding habit of wanting tomorrow's gain today.  Both work and play.  I'd likely be served better enjoying the steps of today with faith they will lead to gains tomorrow.

Sweet Spot

Winter is indeed cruel.  My desire to improve ended in an over training scenario.  All I can say is you had to have been there.  Add weather and darkness.  Rather unfortunate.
Along with a rare glimpse of spring comes a sense of renewal.  We work through things the best we can yet it takes a first warm day to bring a sense of hope!  Truly the time to relax a little and take it in.
I don't golf much, perhaps you do?  Ever find you relax through the backstroke, smoothly swing through as if you're on a beach somewhere, only to watch the ball explode true and straight off beyond your most powerful swing?

Well Spring is nearly here and it's just about time to relax!  With a warm breeze feel the joy of flying in Spring.
Over.

The Other Side

Down Market st, past Alcatraz landing, fisherman's wharf. Up and over Golden Gate and through the hills of Sausalito. And back. Sun shine all the way, it doesn't get much better than that. The hills were so steep west of Golden Gate (as you can see) that hikers and "roadies" alike gave verbal encouragement to a runner disappearing up a long, steep grade. Only 12 miles to go now.
Beautiful scenery and good for the soul.
Taking full advantage of my lightweight Saucony jacket, I typically put ID and a credit card in the small zip pocket high right chest. I intend to quickly stop at 20 k for some electrolyte drink using the credit card for freedom. I was so pumped on this 38 k effort I didn't bother. 2:35 with no fluid may have been counter productive but I was soaring in paradise!






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