Friday, May 20, 2011

You can find my new blog HERE.

It's time...

Today ran another short 20 minutes. Surprisingly, it felt much easier already than two days ago. The problem wasn't so much with my lungs today as with my legs (part of this had to do with the fact that I was running some pretty steep inclines.)

I think it's about time I say goodbye to this particular blog. For one, I'm not a huge fan of Blogger—WordPress is much more pleasant. But also, I realize now that I'm so far from where I once was as a runner that I feel like I'm dragging along a lot of baggage. I don't want to be living in the shadow of my old ambitions (although I do intend to get back into competitive racing).

I know this is all a bunch of navel-gazing that no one is interested in, so I'll just put up a link when I set up the new blog, in the off chance someone is interested.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

20 min. run. Felt like shit. But I feel better now than I have felt in ages.


  1. Lose 30 lbs. (I'm 6' 0'' and weigh 177, a gain of 30 lbs from my running peak.) Wow, it feels awful to say this explicitly. So, weigh in at 145 by the end of September.
  2. Run a marathon.I'll be back in Berlin, Germany, and the Dresden Marathon on October 23 looks promising, time- and location-wise.
  3. PR at any distance OR run the marathon in under 3:30:00.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

I'm out with a cold right now and it's the middle of winter, so I'll be back with a report (and maybe some plans) as spring gets closer.

Thursday, January 06, 2011

The boy who cried wolf

I keep coming back to running. I know I have made a number of starts, and even more stops, and a couple of posts promising my return, all leading to this.

It was pretty foolish to expect to maintain a serious training regimen during a period of huge personal upheaval: moving to Berlin, then two months later moving to another city in Germany, traveling the world, living life. I unfortunately took smoking back up upon arrival at the Amsterdam airport.

I don't regret any of it. I am back in America now, but still deeply in love with a German woman to whom I hope to return this spring or early summer.

But I can't stop thinking about running. The embers of that old fire are still simmering.

I'm stepping back for a day or two to think about it, but I want to get back to training. There's nothing like it.