Marathon

Can You Train for a Marathon with a Bad Back?

I’m depressed. Boston training starts this coming week and I can’t even run. I pulled my back last weekend and it’s apparently going to take 4 – 6 weeks to heal.

Boston Jacket

Boston Jacket

I think I’m still in denial. I somehow think that in a few days, it will feel so much better and it won’t hurt like hell to start pounding out the miles needed to train properly for a marathon…… And it’s not just any marathon.  Of course, it has to be Boston.  Why couldn’t this have happened before Twin Cities instead?

A friend just sent me a photo of this year’s Boston jacket.  How ugly!  Does anyone actually like this?  I would have thought they would have gone all out this year on designing something that people actually like. Yuck, yuck, yuck.

For now, all I can do is low impact cardio.  Why does it have to be swimming that is so good for you when you have any kind of injury?  I hate swimming.  It’s mind numbing swimming lengths back and forth.  I suppose the hot tub afterwards though will be rather nice.  Yes, I’ll look forward to that.

And then there’s pool running.  Apparently it’s all the rage.  I haven’t tried it yet. I hear it’s more mind numbing than swimming.  Fabulous. It’s times like this that I wish there was a way to send thoughts wirelessly to the cloud. That way, I could get things done in my head while working out. I could write blog posts, I could make my shopping list, heck, I could even work. That’s me, always trying to optimize every minute spent.  If I’m bored, I feel like I’m not making the best use of my time (because there’s so little of it available).

Alright then, I have to stop this. I’m starting to feel like Karl Pilkington with all this feeling sorry for myself. I do feel better now that I had a bit of a moan though!

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The Love of the Marathon: 2011 Chicago Marathon Recap

So, I think I’ve finally concluded that running, for me, goes hand in hand with breathing. I need it do it. In order for me to function and for my body to work properly, it’s vitally important that I have it. Running is my oxygen. I may sound like a lunatic for saying all that, but those of you reading this, who run, probably know what I’m talking about. Continue reading →

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Run, Train, Believe: A Beginner’s Guide to Running a Marathon

If I had a dollar for every time some one said, “A marathon? I could NEVER do that.” I’d be a millionaire. Ok, well maybe a thousand-aire. Either way, I’ve heard it so many times when I explain why I’m doing “all this running” that I think it’s time to write about it and hopefully change the minds of some of you who think it’ll never happen. Or think you just can’t do it. Continue reading →

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Renisha Runs Disney – This Time With a Mission (Monday Motivation)

Confidence, selflessness, loving, nurturing and diligent in everything she pursued, are only a few adjectives that describe Mrs. Alcine Kountz-Arnett, my “Granny Lee”. December 28, 2008, she completed her life-long battle with breast cancer and passed away peacefully in her sleep. My entire family had come in town (Memphis, Tennessee) for Christmas that year, wanting to see each other and also to see her since she’d been pretty sick in the months leading up to Christmas. The night before she passed, we all gathered in her hospital room to pray, sing and talk with her. Hold her hand and tell her how much we loved her. One of my cousins, her son, asked her was she ready to go, and in a very muffled, struggling voice, she answered yes. That morning, she went on to meet God and suffer no more. Continue reading →

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So, You Wanna Be a Runner? Announcing: Tuesday Re-Runs with RenewedFitness

Running was always one of my favorite activities. I ran track in middle school and high school, but I was a sprinter. Running fast was a talent, a skill that I’d sort of gotten a “big-head” about when I was younger. My biggest influence was Jackie Joyner-Kersee. I had posters of her in my room and just wanted to make it to the Olympics just like her. I always loved sprinting, but loathed entirely running for than one lap for a warm-up. I’d complain up and down, left and right that I was tired and my legs hurt if I had to run around that track more than once during practice. It was quite funny though, because my coach would only tack on more laps if I kept complaining. My team wasn’t too happy with me on those days. Continue reading →

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