I still run a little. Two years ago I returned from a recurrent injury-caused layoff and started my new paradigm--wear a brace while I run less miles with less pace and no races.
I also turned 60. Now I mostly run with the girls instead of the boys. I consider it more social and I enjoy the scenery much more. (A recent fall foliage noontime run.)
But life still intrudes and I got several niggling injuries and I got busy at work so for the last year my running has been off and on. The latest setback was a sprained foot I suffered three weeks ago when I stepped in a hidden hole on a run and almost went down as I rolled my foot.
I even went to urgent care for that one, but the injury healed quickly. Yesterday I took advantage of the Veteran's Day holiday and the 60 degree weather to ran 4 miles on the W'OD Trail in 40:00:60.
I was disappointed that I missed breaking 40 minutes by a fraction of a second but that reaction probably shows I'm trying to get serious about running regularly again. Today I ran on the Mall at noon with Markus, who I used to run with a lot and who has turned to barefoot running,
As we went along we took a lot of comments from whatever tourists were around. None of the wondering commentary was directed at me. I held Markus up today but he elevated my game because he has always been faster than me.
I used to be able to keep up with him a lot better. He was nice to me and kept slowing down while I huffed and puffed along. (Running with the boys in 2008. That's Markus in front.)
We did 6 miles in 55:14.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
The Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day...
On this Veterans Day I want to thank my father (Peleliu and Okinawa), brother (Beirut), uncles (Pacific naval battles; Philippines; North Africa), grandfather (Atlantic duty in WWI), other forebears (Andersonville; GAR duty) and veterans I knew or know (Battle of the Bulge; Normandy drop; Aleutian campaign; Normandy landings; Pacific Island campaigns; Korea; Vietnam; Cold War; 1st Gulf War; Iraq; Afghanistan) for their service and sacrifices on our behalf. (Below is a Doughboy forever ascendant in Astoria, Oregon.)
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