4.16.2007

18-miler

I almost felt guilty after I read DenDen's story of his crew's 22-mile weather drama. I ran on the same day as well, but I started out at 6:45 and it was in Fernley. The weather was at a comfortable 49/50, no wind, sunshine, and no sleet. It was pretty close to ideal running conditions. I really enjoyed it at an 11 minute/mile pace-- it felt great. I had numerous thoughts of how the run was going for the Hillside Runners.

Anyway, my 18-miler was uneventful and went down without a hitch. Took a potty break at mile 9, then finished up the last nine. My 22-miler is this Saturday, and I'll be starting at 6:45 again. Please say a prayer for me, as running that long can be challenging, but also a bit boring at times. My taper is 2 weeks long for this marathon. I'm experimenting with this, as my other 3 marathons were done with a 3 week taper. I'll let you know how it goes.

Insight of the day: The very same day can have different climates in it. I liken it to our daily lives. Sometimes, we're truckin' along and everything is a bowl of cherries. When out of nowhere comes a nasty surprise and staggers us. Friendships change, people change, jobs change, houses change, lots of things change, and sometimes it feels like a total blind-siding. God never changes!!!

6 comments:

digapigmy said...

so, did you abandon the gathering place?

i have to say that it's just not the same with no one calling you gaybird occasionally.

congrats on the run, too.

JayBird said...

The Gathering Place still exists for archival purposes:

http://gathering-place.blogspot.com

This new one leans more towards running and the thoughts I have while running.

moses said...

is this where you find most internal conversations taking place, while running?

JayBird said...

Yes (the biggest portion of it), and also while ironing and driving in my car without the radio on. You?

TimmyMac said...

My grandfather used to say, "if life's a bowl of cherries, why do I get all the pits?"

He always cracked me up . . . I miss him . . .

JayBird said...

I miss my grandpa, too. Here's a little shout-out to good grandpas-- they can make all the difference in the world.