Mewton’s First Law of Training: Every object in a state of uniform training, tends to remain in that state of training unless an external force is applied to it.
Plausible external forces :
-falling in love
-taking up ballroom lessons
-joining the Peace Corps
-bad hair day
How do you manage this schedule?
Run : 2-3 times a week
Core training : 3-4 times a week
Yoga : 3-4 times a week
Rolfing : 1 time a week
Deep tissue massage : 1 time every 2 weeks
Nutrition consulting : 1 time every 2 weeks
Physical therapy : 1-2 times a week
Meditation : 0 times a week
I told my Fab Dietitian Cat : “it takes a village to get me thru this race”
FD Cat : “in your case it takes a whole city”
How many miles will you run before you quit in 100 degree heat?
For me it was 11 miles.
For Ellen, it was a fucking 50K!
We both were registered to run a 50K trail race at Upper Marlboro MD. After carefully evaluating (bahaha) the conditions, I decided to do just 25K. In the first 10 miles though, after wiping out FOUR times and losing my sun glasses and getting pissed at the sun etc. I decided call it quits at 11 miles. 5 miles short what I wanted to and 21 miles short of what I planned to do.
It was a tough trail, an impossible amount of roots sticking out, some steep hills, mostly single track. If you took your eyes off the ground for a second, the roots will trip you up. What was inspiring tho, was to watch super runners finishing 50K in less than 5 hours in probably some of the worst conditions you can imagine!
Ellen is a beast.
And I got this!
Coastal trail runs is a Bay Area based group that organizes running events throughout the year. I ran one of their races, Lake Chabot trail run.
After running Blue Ridge marathon earlier this year, I was confident that the toughest race EVER is behind me. Not at all. I am not even gonna attempt to describe how tough this course was. The hills that felt like there needs to be a rope line to go up and down, the lose soil, the jagged edge of rocks sticking out….. OK, the things that are out of my control, right?
(But the course was gorgeous!)
What about when I filled my brand new RaidLight Ultra Raid 30 pack with random shit the night before to make it heavier, or when I was too lazy to break in my new Altra Lone Peak 2.5 and had to run with it first time at the race, or when I didn’t spend time learn how to cinch(?) my pack to avoid doing the boogie-woogie bumble while flying down the hills. I have no one to blame but myself for not attempting run the second loop and shutting down the operation at a half marathon. Yes I was registered for a full.
Shout out to my friends Sona and Rajesh. Sona’s amazing home cooked vegan food is the reason, I think, I didn’t collapse half way through some of those fucking hills. And Rajesh, for putting up with my schedule, chauffeuring me around while having great conversations! And their kids are a hoot, love them. I’m gonna work on them to make them runners!
And I had one of the best carb loading ever at Malabar, an Asian fusion, vegetarian / vegan restaurant in Santa Cruz CA!
And I really earned this one .
And the free beers after the finish!
Back in the circus (the one with no animal acts) again! Running, core training, yoga, Rolfing, physical therapy… the whole thing. What does one do before getting back into “it”? Meet a good friend (Amy from Oklahoma) for a drank and dinner but spend 3.5 hours, get shitfaced, get sleep deprived, go through a tough core training session in the ungodly hours of the morning, throw up.
No more bullshit. It is nut up or shut up time. 6 weeks to go.
A Better World Running, a group in SoCal that organizes these nice, inexpensive, totally chill races throughout the year. I love those races, I did one in January of this year and one last Sunday.
Last Saturday night, I woke up in the middle of the night, on my way to the bathroom, a chair attacked my left foot with no provocation. No biggie, I thought. Wrong. I had to quit at around 10 miles of the 13.1 I was planning to run. But, it was on Santa Monica beach and beautiful weather. Totally worth losing a couple of toes.
My 15K medal!
Animal Rights National Conference 2016 was going on in LA which I attended on Saturday and Sunday. Hung out with my PETA family and reconnected with a lot of good people from the Animal Rights movement, collected a bunch of materials, and a wealth of knowledge.
Even though the race as an after thought for this weekend, glad to be able to do it, in preparation for my first ever trail marathon in SanFran next Sunday.
I should move to the left coast!
PS(A): Never eat a large veggie burger with onion straws and fries minutes before your 5+ hour red eye flight. They probably had to decontaminate the damn airplane after I got off.
You know that saying “old friends are like (vegan)wine…… “?
I don’t know either.
But the fact that it feels like the friends you grew up with, through your defining years, have certain rights to your life, is real! Again, the reason why today was possible is my injured back.
Ever heard that saying “one momentary lapse of form leads to amazing experiences”?
Been hanging out with friends from school, completely off my food restrictions, sleep schedule, just about everything that was *normal* for the past 6 months. It was liberating. How good an idea is to do this so close to my *big race*? Only time will tell. I am not a
yolo(yuck) kind of guy but I do recognize the fact that some events and people are just too good to postpone in your life. I am not a believer, and only (may be)semi-spiritual but I do count my blessings.
What is the reason behind this oodles and globes of love, you ask? Always loving (Tripti and Sumit) like an oak tree in my life, and the most well-connected man in the universe and fellow runner (JK), Princeton, Philadelphia, Trenton, Amtrak….
And super cutie Jackie who I asked out at the restaurant, who did NOT (fuck yeah) say no. Amtrak, you are going make a shit ton of money off of me on trips to Philly from DC, until I fuck it up with Jackie.