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Shortly after my daughter was born, I registered for a clinic to learn how to run. I’m not fast, but I’ve run about 7,000 klicks in the last eight years… and written a whole lot more words about it.

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I was a human traffic cone.

city & culture | featured | running 

22 Aug 02016 | 48 views | 4 minutes of your time

I’ve run a lot of races, but marshaling was a different beast.

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Those First Thousand Klicks of the Year: 2016 Edition

I can always sorta gauge how well my training year is going by when I reach that 1000 klick mark on my annual tally. In 2013, when I was training for (and quickly approaching the date of) my first marathon, I hit that milestone in early August. Otherwise, it’s been a lot later in the year:

  • 2012 – October 30
  • 2013 – August 6
  • 2014 – October 20
  • 2015 – September 26 (During a race so I didn’t write about it.)
  • 2016 – August 13

I crossed that mark once again on Saturday morning, a few minutes into a 15 klick morning run. Again, early in August, with a few months of training left before my November marathon. That fills in a bit of a confidence gap I’ve been feeling. Really. Somehow.

15 Aug 02016 | asides & shorts | running
Pokémon Go Doesn’t Seem to Like Runners

featured | gamer | running 

8 Aug 02016 | 72 views | 3 minutes of your time

Running seems to push beyond the speed bracket that the game thinks gamers are able to travel on foot.

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Distance Report: Half Way to 2017

It’s the end of June, and that means it’s like half-new-years, and time to assess where things are on the old goal tracking effort. I’d set a goal of running about 1400 klicks by the end of 2016, and I’ve been meticulously spreadsheeting my logged data over the past 6 months. Result: as of the end of June I’ve bumped a small nudge past the 800 klick mark. For those who are quick with math, you’ll note that this is about a hundred and some klicks ahead of schedule… and the marathon training proper hasn’t even really begun. I wrote a couple days ago that my enthusiasm and energy is in a bit of a valley at the moment, so my plan for the next month is going to be to find a way to climb out of there and push on with the longer distances and steeper demands of the marathon build. But otherwise… ahead of schedule is good, right?

30 Jun 02016 | asides & shorts | running
To Break: Out of My June Running Rut

featured | running 

28 Jun 02016 | 124 views | 2 minutes of your time

I’m burned close to the bottom of the wick, and it’s showing,

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Thunderstruck (and Hills)
10.8 km
Thunderstruck (and Hills)
22 Jun 02016
I haven't run serious hill training in months.
Paused Feets

It’s been almost exactly six months since I started the whole “Head over Feets” blog effort and –despite the wonderful, if modest, support from you all, and thank each of you for that– I’ve decided over the last few days that I need to pull the plug. At least for now. Maybe permanently, but just for now to just step back, unplug, unpublish, and stop posting anywhere else but on this blog-proper. It’s not about my readers & followers. It’s not about social media sharing clashing with brash social marketing. It’s not about the sport or the fitness or the goals or the purpose of why I started it in the first place. What it comes down to, complexly and with very blurry edges actually, is that I’m fighting with some deep and irreconcilable frustrations stemming out of this place that I call home, these trails that I run, and the simple notion that what I often write and share blossoms from a deep, foundational love of writing about those things. But then I was out for a walk in my park this afternoon. And despite my rational brain, despite knowing that it’s just a blurry problem with two sides, just thinking about these things and knowing that they represent something so much bigger than grass or asphalt or trees, walking my dog in the place that was supposed to be my happy-place, it made me literally vibrate with rage. Exasperation. A mania that I could feel pressing on the inside of my skull. And doing what I do means it’s difficult to openly write how I really feel– but then also I can’t lie to you and pretend I don’t feel it. When I do write here, I write here to be additive to the culture of a place or an idea. But I can’t do that when I feel the exact opposite of love for this place. I can’t knowingly add to something I’m not sure I believe in anymore. So, until I work that out, until I find a way to contribute and still sleep at night, well… I guess I’ll see you on the trails.

Doing: Starting Earlier

health & well-being | running 

11 Jun 02016 | 125 views | 2 minutes of your time

And I’ve set up a bit of schedule for my found time.

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Felt: Hills Upon Hills


10 Jun 02016 | 121 views | 4 minutes of your time

It was a giant mountain hill, and probably the most hilly race I’ve yet completed…

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Storm Chasers
7.3 km
Storm Chasers
2 Jun 02016
Sometimes you just need to lace up and stick to your plan.
Seven Klicks of Solitude
7.4 km
Seven Klicks of Solitude
1 Jun 02016
The sun threatening to drop below the horizon before I even found my turnaround.

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