March 2008

My son will be returning home for spring break. While this is a welcome event, it is compounded by the fact that he will be staying in an apartment rather than a home. Unfortunately, I experienced a slip on ice last Monday, which resulted in significant pain and swelling in my right knee. My co-worker suspects that I may have a sprained MCL, as she has a similar injury. She advised me to rest for a few weeks, and she reported that her symptoms improved.

After a week, the pain has subsided, but it remains noticeable. For the first two days, any activity was excruciatingly painful. Today, five days later, I can cycle lightly without discomfort, although I am hesitant to push myself too hard. I have refrained from running for the past five days, and walking is only painful when I turn or change direction. I experience a slight sensation, but it is significantly diminished compared to the initial week. I intend to take another few days of rest and schedule an appointment next week if the sensation persists during walking. With some hope, I will be fully recovered in time for the snow melt and be able to celebrate the end of the ice season with a run.

As mentioned, my son will be home this weekend for spring break. He graduated from high school last year and is currently attending the Colorado School of Mines in Golden, Colorado. His presence will be greatly appreciated, as the past seven months have been emotionally challenging as an empty nester. After my divorce eight years ago, we shared the “frat house,” which was a male-only residence. We maintain a strong relationship; he would often play ping-pong at 2:00 AM when he was unable to sleep. We embarked on numerous enjoyable trips together, and he is widely regarded as an exceptional individual.

In my opinion, running a 100-mile marathon is nothing compared to the challenges of raising a child. While a runner may make mistakes over a few days and move on, a parent faces constant second thoughts. A fellow runner famously said, “Pain is temporary, regret hurts forever.” As a parent, I acknowledge that I have failed many “races” in raising my children and have regrets. However, hearing about their maturity and success at a challenging school brings a sense of accomplishment, akin to completing the elusive 100-mile marathon. This realization alleviates the lingering regret.

Empty-nest adults likely share this sentiment. For those who are not yet there, parenthood can be likened to a 100-mile marathon. Despite meticulous preparation, unexpected challenges arise. While there is abundant information on both parenting and running a 100-mile marathon, neither offers absolute certainty. My girlfriend and I have opposing parenting philosophies (if we had children, she would likely be an ex-partner). She has raised two remarkably stable girls primarily on her own. However, I cannot rule out the possibility that my parenting skills have had a negative impact on her children, and vice versa. Ultimately, we both performed well, and I have come to realize that there is no one-size-fits-all approach. I have no right to criticize or doubt others’ parenting choices. As I have learned, it is essential to discern what is best for oneself, as what works for one may not work for another.

After two weeks, my knee pain has subsided. I have been limiting my workouts to the bike and elliptical for the past nine days. I plan to continue with activities such as spending time with my son, enjoying my time, and lifting weights this week. Therefore, I will remain in the gym for the week. Initially, I was apprehensive about my knee, but I am experiencing an improvement. Although I still experience slight discomfort, I am willing to take more time off. I eagerly anticipate LSD runs in the parks; I need to get outside. I am significantly behind the trailblazers in my realm.

Julie Berg accomplished an impressive 50 miles in the cold and followed it up with an additional 14 miles the following day. Adam H., who sustained a minor injury, is diligently packing in workouts. It is gratifying to have individuals who inspire others to overcome their limitations and embark on trail runs.

I recently joined the Upper Midwest Trail Runner group. This platform offers a comprehensive repository of information, facilitating coordination and activity selection. I am enthusiastic and delighted to encounter numerous accomplished runners leading the initiative.

I look forward to the group’s success and am honored to contribute to its efforts.

In addition to this change, I look forward to cycling to work this week. The weather forecast is favorable, which fills me with excitement. My job is approximately four miles away, and my bike commute (door-to-door) takes 13-15 minutes, while my car commute (door-to-door) takes 8-12 minutes. The decision will be straightforward if the weather permits.

Today, I embarked on a run after an 18-day hiatus from cycling and the elliptical machine. I had grown weary of indoor cycling. Last week, I diligently cycled 160 miles. I had planned to run on St. Patrick’s Day, but the weather did not cooperate. Consequently, today was the day. I managed to complete 2.5 miles at an 11-minute pace. Initially, I was concerned that the twinge in my knee persisted, but after five minutes, all sensations had dissipated. I am filled with joy.

The weather forecast indicates a favorable outlook, which I eagerly anticipate. However, my primary hobby, as a USTA Tennis Official, presents challenges due to the upcoming collegiate season. Consequently, my weekend running options are limited.

I intend to establish a base training regimen of approximately 25-30 miles per week, gradually increasing by 3 miles per week. This approach is feasible, as I am determined to avoid the recurrence of knee pain. Fortunately, I have never experienced any knee issues, which I found rather unpleasant.

My son has recently returned to Colorado, and I am pleased to report that he is thriving. I am considering experiencing a sense of contentment when they can function independently, rather than solely relying on our financial support, particularly regarding tuition.

In light of the current circumstances, I am eager to engage in outdoor activities such as running, cycling to work, and sleeping with open windows. (The ceiling fan is currently turned off.) This is a private joke, but it holds a specific meaning for those familiar with it.

As of March 27th, it has been some time since my last visit to the doctor, and I must admit that I am experiencing frustration. Finally, I sought medical attention, and the doctor diagnosed me with tendonitis in my knee. He recommended taking time off from my duties.

The doctor explained that the strain on the MCL can sometimes develop into tendonitis. Consequently, I am currently out of commission, which has understandably left me feeling disheartened. At this juncture, I find myself in need of Dana’s encouragement and support. She consistently demonstrated the ability to find enjoyable activities amidst discomfort. However, this is a common experience for individuals with similar goals.

I am hopeful that I will be able to resume my activities as the weather warms up. I have been engaging in regular walking, which has provided me with a sense of progress. Additionally, I have been dedicating more time to the weight room, which has been beneficial for my upper body strength.

I am delighted to observe the progress of many of the highly accomplished individuals in their training endeavors. While I cannot help but feel a sense of envy, I am also filled with contentment. Many of them eagerly anticipate the arrival of spring, the return of dirt and grass, and the resumption of their training.

In any case, that is the current update. I plan to review the document, take additional time off by alternating between ice and heat therapy, and schedule some short runs next week. Several accomplished runners are preparing for their upcoming April runs. I had also planned some, but I am still finalizing my schedule. My goal is to kick off the season at the Superior 50K in May.

Until then, I will prioritize rest, ice, heat, and prayer.

Carry on!

February 2008

Since failing the Superior 100 at 77 miles last fall, several setbacks have hindered my progress toward achieving my goals. I often question whether these setbacks are genuine obstacles or excuses for fear of a second failure. These negative and challenging thoughts are a persistent part of my mind, preventing me from setting myself up for future failures. These are common challenges that we all encounter in life, ranging from physical ailments to human errors. Despite my lack of interest in running another mile, I have committed to participating in the race as a means of confronting my past failures and overcoming the lingering mental demons that haunt me. Therefore, I continue to run because I derive pleasure from the activity. This behavior may be considered unusual or even psychotic. Consequently, I have decided to name this race “Psycho,” reflecting my current state of mind.

The initial week of February has been equally challenging. While my weight has gradually decreased (to 246 pounds on Sunday), I have been plagued by persistent cold and flu symptoms. As previously mentioned, I contracted a cold while running on frigid New Year’s Day. Since then, I have been nursing it back to health. However, my condition appeared to worsen. Last Sunday, after a grueling 6-mile run, I felt compelled to consult a doctor. As evidenced in the accompanying photograph, he prescribed me a combination of medications for an ear infection, sinus infection, and bronchitis. Two inhalers and two sets of pills were prescribed. Astonishingly, I was able to receive these treatments only a few days before a 50K race that is widely regarded as extremely grueling. Initially, I considered abandoning the race, but I viewed this as an additional challenge that I would undertake to overcome my lingering fear of quitting Superior.

Today, I completed my final dose of antibiotic treatment and departed for Kansas City. While my head feels light, I still experience chest congestion. However, I intend to try Psycho. I will finish my course of treatment. I extend my well wishes to those embarking on the trip and to those who were unable to join us. Your determination is inspiring, and we appreciate the presence of individuals like myself who enjoy long-distance running.

One final anecdote involves my girlfriend, who was with a client last week. She mentioned that her boyfriend had registered to participate in the 50K in Kansas City and the 100-mile race in September. The client, an elderly gentleman, approached her with a gentle touch and an honest, sincere voice, inquiring about the sanity of her boyfriend. This incident underscores the unique nature of our group. While we may be eccentric, we are predominantly a happy and resilient group capable of overcoming life’s challenges with confidence and enjoyment.

The dogs I am familiar with would have encountered significant difficulties running this past weekend. At least my girlfriend’s dogs prefer to engage in mud play rather than running through it. Nevertheless, the experience was enjoyable. As I awoke on Saturday morning, the sky was clear, and the temperature was favorable for those who entered the Psycho Wyco 50K. I was concerned about the weather, not only due to the course conditions, but also because on Monday, I finally visited a doctor to address my five-week-long head and chest issues. These issues were diagnosed as an ear infection, sinus infection, and bronchitis. After five days of antibiotic treatment and two inhalers, my breathing improved, although I still questioned the strength of my lungs and the impact of my five-day absence from exercise.

We departed from the motel at 7:00 a.m. and arrived at the park around 7:30 a.m. Parking was at capacity, necessitating that we park along the access road leading into the park. Upon setting up my drop bag at the station, I experienced a moment of panic. I had inadvertently left my inhaler at the hotel. My girlfriend was participating in the 5K race, and I chose not to inform her of this oversight, as she would have likely returned to retrieve it. (This was her first trail race, and she was visibly anxious.) I anticipated encountering any difficulties and believed I would meet her at the first split, where she could retrieve the inhaler and deliver it to me at one of the aid stations.

As the race commenced, I encountered Les, Julie, and Maria. It was a pleasure to see familiar faces. However, this was the only time we interacted with them during the race. The race commenced in an expansive open area that gradually transitioned into a congested corner as we entered the trails.

Approximately a mile into the race, we had dispersed and were able to run on a predominantly single-track trail. According to Garmin, my average pace was 14 minutes per mile, and I felt comfortable. The trail surface consisted of some ice and a moderate amount of mud. Surprisingly, based on the course description, several sections were runnable.

Approximately 7 miles into the race, I began to experience shortness of breath. I was concerned, as a severe hacking cough accompanied me. I recognized the necessity of carrying my inhaler to ensure my survival throughout the day. I completed the first loop comfortably within approximately 2 hours and 45 minutes. However, I noticed the absence of my girlfriend and was uncertain about the circumstances. After 20 minutes, I decided to proceed, assuming that I would maintain a moderate pace and potentially complete the race.

The second loop presented a formidable challenge. While the initial two miles were relatively manageable, the subsequent mud encountered became a significant obstacle. The mud was not merely mud; it resembled slick, slimy clay, making it an unavoidable impediment. Uneven slopes resulted in frequent falls, and at one point, I experienced severe breathing difficulties. In response, I sat down, gathered a portion of the mud, and formed it into a pot. It resembled clay. Each time I attempted to move my foot, I fervently hoped that my shoes and foot would emerge from the mud due to the incredible suction.

It is possible that a person of my weight, approximately 245 pounds, encountered deeper mud than others, but I found lifting my feet through the mud more arduous than running. As my breathing continued to deteriorate, I decided, around 16 miles in, that I would not complete the 50 K. My attempt had become futile. The only way to manage my breathing was to reduce my exertion.

Despite the challenges, I found some enjoyment in playing in the mud. The second loop took me 3 hours and 40 minutes, and I subsequently stopped. I was awarded a medal for completing 20 miles, which, on this course, I considered a significant achievement. I did not encounter Les, Julie, or Maria for the remainder of the day, but I eagerly anticipate their reports on the course and the day’s events.

As previously mentioned, I completed two loops and discontinued my run. Each loop presented a stark contrast to the course, transitioning from a challenging trail without ice to mud, ultimately testing my trail running abilities to the limit.

Running on a trail and running on the road are fundamentally different experiences. While this may seem obvious, I had a rude awakening on Saturday. I decided to run the road to work and then the trail home after work, intending to cover 4 miles on the road and 10 miles on the trail. However, during my run to work, I became fixated on the road, as if it were littered with rocks, roots, or other obstacles. Consequently, I strolled along and proceeded directly through the intersection where there was a stop sign, while the car did not stop. This close call left me shaken and reminded me that it had been a considerable amount of time since I had last run on the road. I felt a sense of embarrassment for my oversight.

My running regimen has been progressing satisfactorily, with an average weekly mileage exceeding 30 miles, combined with strength training sessions conducted four days a week. Additionally, I incorporate stationary cycling for approximately 70 to 100 miles and utilize the elliptical trainer. While maintaining a mindful approach to my diet, I have not experienced any weight loss in the past two weeks.

Despite these efforts, I remain committed to continuing my training regimen. I am confident that incorporating regular outdoor workouts will yield positive results. The quality of my workouts differs significantly from those performed outdoors.

In previous years, I have consistently engaged in outdoor running during the winter months. However, the recent onset of cold and congestion has made outdoor activities challenging. Furthermore, I have encountered difficulties in motivating myself to venture outdoors.

Despite these obstacles, I remain committed to my training goals and stay focused on my training regimen. While I prefer running on trails, my current preference may hinder my progress.

As the end of February approaches, warmer weather is expected to arrive. While a temperature of 25 degrees Celsius may be ideal, I am prepared to endure cooler temperatures during outdoor runs. I have recently increased my outdoor running frequency, which has provided a welcome respite from the treadmill.

The distinction between treadmill and outdoor running is evident, and this experience underscores the importance of incorporating diverse training methods for long-distance races. Treadmills, tracks, Buck Hill, trails, pavement, walking, and crawling all offer unique benefits and contribute to overall fitness.

Last year, one of the most memorable aspects of the Superior 100 was the increased emphasis on arm usage. I recall using my arms to assist myself up hills or to steady myself against trees. Currently, I have a steep hill on my lunch run that is experiencing some slippage. I am determined to overcome this challenge and engage in a comprehensive body workout to prevent myself from sliding down. The sensation of this workout is palpable in my arms and legs.

Training has consistently ranged from 7 to 10 miles, and I am feeling natural again. My weight remains in the high 240s, which seems unusual given that my diet has been monitored. While it could be improved, it is not detrimental to the overall experience. Regardless, I may need to take a day off.

I have observed that after a prolonged period of working out at least once, if not twice a day, taking two consecutive days off results in a weight loss of over 5 pounds. I experience water retention and have not taken a day off from running since February 13th, which equates to 15 consecutive days of at least 3 miles daily, with at least half of the runs exceeding 6 miles. During these 15 days, I have utilized the exercise bike and elliptical machine. Additionally, I have incorporated strength training three times a week, although it lacks a structured approach.

Therefore, I will not be overly concerned about my weight at this time. It is expected to decrease after a few weeks, and we will increase our outdoor activities.

I have been reading the blogs of other ultra-endurance athletes I have encountered, and there are numerous intriguing issues discussed. I have learned that this is a highly individual matter regarding what works and what does not. I always share my thoughts, but I emphasize the importance of independently testing various approaches to ensure accuracy. However, I have gained valuable insights from individuals who openly share their experiences, which is crucial for success. Feel free to experiment with your body and monitor its reactions.

In any case, I eagerly anticipate reuniting with you all on the trails. I propose organizing a weekly group run on Wednesday evenings along the Minnesota River once the spring flooding subsides. I am particularly fond of this trail, as it features some moderate hills, but not excessively challenging ones. I avoid extremely challenging hills, which I save for Buck Hill. 

However, I have received information that the mountain may be closed to walkers and runners following last year’s issues. It had become a popular destination, and the excessive vegetation caused by walkers and runners resulted in significant erosion problems in August. Therefore, I may need to consider an alternative mountain. The one at the Anderson Nature Center in Eden Prairie may be a suitable option.

Carry on…

January 2008

Commencing the New Year with a run proved to be an excellent way to do so. Despite the sub-zero wind chills and the subsequent snowfall, my girlfriend informed me of the favorable weather conditions. I had anticipated traversing the Minnesota River Valley trails, but I was unaware of the substantial snow accumulation that had occurred during the previous month. I had assumed that walkers had created a well-defined trail, but this proved to be inaccurate.

While the scenery was undeniably beautiful, the mid-shin-deep snow at several locations presented a significant challenge. Despite this setback, I remained determined to complete my run. I maintained a pace of 13 minutes per mile, which was commendable considering the adverse conditions.

After an hour, I began to feel the cold. I faced a decision: continue with my loop or turn back. Mentally, I yearned to abandon the run, but physically, I was in good condition.

Despite my initial determination, I made a poor decision. The second half of my loop lacked adequate wind protection, and the wind was relentless. I was subjected to extreme cold. It took me ten miles in just under 2.5 hours, and I was sure that I would succumb to illness. Unfortunately, I did.

Over the next few days, I attempted to run through the illness. I was able to use the treadmill for four more days. However, on Saturday, I was unable to continue. Breathing became difficult, and I took the next four days off. Finally, I was able to breathe again. The warm weather will persist for a few more days before the cold returns.

Despite this setback, I am reconsidering my participation in the Psycho race in February. I will assess my progress over the next two weeks.

The preceding week was marked by fluctuations, much like the weather. I am unable to tolerate the cold and have reduced my outdoor activities due to a lingering cold. The dry conditions have been particularly challenging, with humidity levels consistently below 30%.

Indoor training has progressed satisfactorily. I have incorporated outdoor runs into my routine, including a six-mile run that was initially planned as a three-mile run. My girlfriend and I embarked on a run from her residence in Apple Valley, which unfortunately led us astray during the night. This marked my first road run in some time.

I have experienced an unprecedented level of energy, prompting me to stop and inquire with a person walking their dog for directions out of their neighborhood. The unfamiliar layout of the streets and the nonsensical order of street names left me feeling disoriented and embarrassed. While I initially attributed this lapse in judgment to my girlfriend’s proximity to the area, I reside in Bloomington.

I am optimistic about the potential for success. The four to six-mile runs have become an integral part of my daily routine. Additionally, I have incorporated exercise cycling into my regimen, cycling between 25 and 30 miles at least four times a week and consistently exceeding 20 miles per week. As I increase my mileage, I am proceeding at a gradual pace. Furthermore, I have incorporated weightlifting into my training regimen at least three times a week.

A significant impediment to my training regimen is my dual role as a United States Tennis Association Official and my second hobby, dancing. This dual responsibility demands a substantial time commitment, particularly on weekends when the official duties can extend into the evening. Last weekend, I officiated 40 out of a possible 52 hours. While this experience provides valuable training in maintaining functionality with minimal sleep, it typically precludes me from engaging in post-lunchtime exercise on Fridays and Saturdays. However, I acknowledge that everyone has their own commitments.

Fortunately, this weekend I am free and plan to indulge in my passion for dancing. I am particularly excited about attending two live music events this weekend. On Thursday, January 17, Allison Scott and Pamela McNeill will perform at Famous Dave’s in Uptown. This event promises to feature an exceptional pipe set and a captivating performance by several talented artists. You can find their MySpace pages and music samples online, but I assure you that you will be thoroughly impressed.

On Friday, January 18, Kurt Jorgenson will be the musical guest at Minnesota Music Café. If you are unfamiliar with him, he is a highly skilled guitarist known for his sound, which is inspired by Rob Thomas. His work is truly exceptional.

Earlier this month, our office participated in a crockpot contest, and I intend to use Julie Berg’s recipe for “halushkis.” She described these dumplings as “a delightful potato-flour dumpling, infused with bacon and cabbage.” If I emerge victorious in the contest, I am obligated to provide the measuring spoon prize.

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In preparation for the upcoming competition, my girlfriend and I dedicated several hours to preparing a crockpot dish using potatoes. Despite the meticulous process, I experienced a moment of doubt during the preparation, fearing that I might not achieve the desired outcome.

With 20 other entrants, I have never secured a position in the top 15 in this event over the past 13 years, having made six previous attempts. However, this year, I was fortunate enough to win a bronze medal.

The dish was enhanced with a bacon and cabbage mixture, resulting in a significantly different taste. While the awards are paper medals, I was additionally awarded a bottle of balsamic vinegar. The dish received widespread acclaim, with participants expressing their appreciation for its health benefits, which I intended to be humorous.

In approximately five weeks, we will resume regular outdoor cycling. My girlfriend generously gifted me a used Cannondale SR 400 street bike equipped with various enhancements. I eagerly anticipate embarking on long rides once more. Last year, I successfully endured extended periods without a car, which was an enjoyable experience. This new bike is expected to offer a more comfortable and efficient cycling experience compared to my previous mountain bike.

My current weight is 250.5 pounds, which aligns with my planned weekly weight loss of 2.5 pounds per week. At this pace, I anticipate being prepared for the 50K race in Kansas City in February. I am filled with excitement and optimism about the upcoming event.

Despite my best efforts, this week’s weight loss of only 0.5 pounds was unexpected. While I feel lighter and stronger, I am concerned about the potential for swelling due to intense workouts, such as cycling and running. Occasionally, a day of rest can result in significant weight loss, which I find perplexing.

I will not be overly preoccupied with weight fluctuations. I am focused on maintaining a healthy lifestyle and overcoming the lingering effects of a recent cold.

While many ultra-marathon snowshoers enjoy the sport, I’ve never developed a particular affinity for it. Despite my weight, I’d inevitably sink, so I prefer outdoor running on roads.

I’m still recovering from a persistent cold that’s plagued me all year. The coughing and wheezing are uncomfortable, but I’m determined to persevere. Last week, I increased my mileage to 27 miles, though it’s modest compared to many participants. I also cycled 100 miles. My progress is gradual, but I’ve learned that consistent, steady advancement is the most effective.

I’m excited about the upcoming races. I’m committed to participating in the 50K race in Kansas City on February 9. My girlfriend will be with a lifelong friend at the finish line. The race is expected to be challenging, so I’ll continue training, including increasing my pace and mileage, while anticipating the return of the trials.

On the final Sunday of the month, I experienced favorable weather conditions, which facilitated enjoyable runs and a weight measurement of 248.6 pounds. Notably, I have surpassed the 30-mile mark, although this achievement may not be significant to my social circle. My approach is to progress gradually.

In addition to my three-day weekly lifting routine and weekly cycling of 50-70 miles, I have incorporated runs and half of my outdoor miles, totaling 34.9 miles. Notably, I have discovered that running distances of five miles or more have become effortless, a change from my previous challenges.

Fortunately, I have not experienced any pain, which is a positive sign. I believe that the emotional toll of quitting the Superior 100 at 77 miles was more significant than any other experience I have encountered.

I feel good, so I registered for the 50 PsychoWyco race on February 9.  It should be fun, and I plan to make it an easy 8-hour run.  I have never run a race there before, but there's a 10-hour limit, which will surprise me unless the course is challenging.

So, I went for a run on Monday, and guess what? It rained! Can you believe it? Rain in January? It was crazy! The drops were huge, not just a little drizzle or sleet. It was proper rain, and you could see it on the sidewalk as I finished my run.

Carry on…