<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:28:55.660-07:00</updated><category term='lake front'/><category term='marathon training'/><category term='marathon'/><category term='running'/><category term='race'/><category term='speed work'/><category term='shamrock shuffle'/><category term='60 years old'/><category term='chicago'/><title type='text'>Running - Out of Time</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm 59. I'll be 60 in July 2010. I'm going to run the 2010 Chicago Marathon on October.

I am.

Damn IT!

Stay tuned....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1577417725556243175</id><published>2010-10-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T08:24:00.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucktown 5k. . .Done!</title><content type='html'>Fun time at the  Bucktown 5k this past Sunday. Coach and I met up with my old friend Judy. 8:30 and we are ON it. First mile in 10:15 or so which was fine. Coach then spotted the fast runners going the other way on the other side of the street and decided to 'air it out'. Go Leah GO! She ran the last two miles in 8 something while Judy and I chugged along at our 10+ pace. Overall a good race. I finished in 32:54 which is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm looking to add a LITTLE distance and run a 10k in a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marathon is this coming Sunday. I'm a little sad (and my entry fee is gone!) but I'll go out my front door and watch the elites go by. Maybe next year. . . Like the Cubs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1577417725556243175?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1577417725556243175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/10/bucktown-5k-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1577417725556243175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1577417725556243175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/10/bucktown-5k-done.html' title='Bucktown 5k. . .Done!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6796660771115367091</id><published>2010-09-30T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T16:42:09.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Training Run</title><content type='html'>I think so before the 5k on Sunday. I know it's only a 5k but I look forward to any small challenge. My plan today was to take it fairly easy by only running 2 miles at about a 11 minute pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 - 9:55&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 - 9:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm saying. Is there another sub 10 minute mile in the tank? I guess we'll see on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6796660771115367091?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6796660771115367091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-training-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6796660771115367091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6796660771115367091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-training-run.html' title='Last Training Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8687853734473472710</id><published>2010-09-25T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:53:08.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After a week off. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . Good news. Feel good and ran my 3 in 32:39. The race is a week away! I was afraid that with a week off I'd be back to wheezing a mile and walking home but maybe this was a good week off. Everything was hurting, new shoes didn't work, ick. So I ran in my old shoes today and felt pretty good. I probably could have gone faster but was actually trying to keep myself slow to get in a good solid three. I'll have to consult with my coach to see how I should train in this week before the Bucktown 5k. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals: A. 32:00, B. 33:00, C. 34:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splits from today 10:27, 11:39, 10:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...maybe that middle mile is measured a little long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8687853734473472710?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8687853734473472710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-week-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8687853734473472710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8687853734473472710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-week-off.html' title='After a week off. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2333225088515567921</id><published>2010-09-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:17:55.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes!</title><content type='html'>And they SUCK! Damn. I was very excited to try out my new pair of Brooks - Adrenalin. Got fitted today at Fleet Feet. Size 12 seems right as I measure 11.5 and I know you're supposed to go a half size or so bigger. They felt great in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was very nice. She explained to me that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as time goes on&lt;/span&gt;" your feet actually can get a little bigger. I thought that was a nice way to tell me that I am becoming elderly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran south along the lake. After about 15 minutes both my feet were numb and tingly. That ain't right. My right foot felt like there was a ridge running fore and aft down the middle of the bottom of my foot. I thought maybe my sock had folded up or something. At 20 minutes I stopped and loosened both shoes. I took off the right one to fix my sock but it fits tight and couldn't have been folded up like that. Just a weird pain I guess. After 3 minutes I started back. Nine minutes into it my feet hurt and were going numb again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be taking these back! Damn. It was a real nice day too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2333225088515567921?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2333225088515567921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-shoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2333225088515567921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2333225088515567921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-shoes.html' title='New Shoes!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5622996428805497723</id><published>2010-09-15T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:21:23.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 3</title><content type='html'>Yet another little experiment. I ran a half mile real slow and THEN stretched and got my wind back. Now for a timed three miles. My half mile was to the water fountain which is really only a guess. Since it's four miles from my start to north ave beach house and back I figured to the beach house and back to the fountain should be about 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go. . .jeez I feel like crap! Kind of dissapointed  that I've been running pretty regular in Chicago for a year and I could get winded running less than a mile. But, there's nothing for it now but to keep a going no matter how bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:25 to the beach house which is half way. Could be worse. I'm still feeling pretty bad and running really slow. I finally started feeling better on the last mile. Passed the guy who had passed me some ways back and picked it up for the last quarter. I was hoping to get a negative split but total was 33:05. Still under 35 so there's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tomorrow I'll try a run I used to really like. Go by time. 20 minutes out and see if I can get back in less than 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think I need new shoes. My feets be hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill coach. . . I already iced!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5622996428805497723?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5622996428805497723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5622996428805497723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5622996428805497723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-3.html' title='Another 3'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2986910063051635778</id><published>2010-09-08T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:04:58.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy There!</title><content type='html'>Had a GREAT idea today for some "speed" work. I planned to run three miles but at above my usual pace and rest and stretch between miles. Good plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First mile: 9:04!   Are you freaking kidding me!&lt;br /&gt;I stretched and rested as planned because I think that one key to getting faster is to just take bigger strides. Not that that doesn't cost you more energy but by getting a little more stretched out perhaps possible.&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes of stretch and rest&lt;br /&gt;Second mile" 10:15     Not bad. I didn't think another 9 minute mile was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;more stretching and resting&lt;br /&gt;Third mile   . . . .well there you go. Tank was empty but I had some nice jogs on the way back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2986910063051635778?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2986910063051635778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/easy-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2986910063051635778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2986910063051635778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/easy-there.html' title='Easy There!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1223864974487222218</id><published>2010-09-08T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T06:00:49.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thought</title><content type='html'>So many people running up and down the lake front which is great except for how many of them pass me but that's ok. I'm getting faster. Last run I had this bit of a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we run? There are a number of reasons I'm sure. To lose weight. To be healthier. To challenge yourself. To race. Combinations of these and others and their all legitimate. But I don't think  you should run so as to live longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't. There are too many variables to living longer. You could be a 3 hour marathoner and get hit by lightning. You could run every day and then run in front of a car. Some diseases can sneak up on you whether you're in great shape or not. Running won't help you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been spending time with my 93 year old dad. I've finally gotten him moved into an assisted living place where he can get. . .well, assisted. My dad can barely walk across the room. He has trouble getting up (he has a lift chair now). He has a wheel chair but not the strength to push it around. What's his particular ailment you might ask? For what ever  reason he's spent the last several years sitting in his chair and watching TV. He used to golf, walk, work in his woodshop but as these things got harder to do (we're not sure what pains he has or from whence they come) he never looked to get things repaired (doctors are bad) or to simply challenge himself to keep a-going. He just began removing things from his can-do list until they were almost all gone. He resorted to the chair and over the course of years he has naturally gotten weaker and weaker. He puts it down to getting older and certainly that's a factor but that's not really why he is in SUCH a weakened condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a therapist now who is putting him on an exercise schedule. Why? Because if you use your muscles they will strengthen even if you're 93! My dad has lived to 93 and I have NEVER seen him run anywhere! He made it to old age by shear genetic luck (and a martini or 2 every night) and good for him. But now his day is a chair and the TV. That's it. So. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't run to so as to get older. I run in CASE I get older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1223864974487222218?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1223864974487222218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1223864974487222218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1223864974487222218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5299346117765394554</id><published>2010-09-07T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:19:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, that was different. . .</title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good and aggressive run on Sunday and took Monday off. So, today I planned to just run a slow (11-12 min pace) 2 miles. Mile one I felt a little stiff but no real problem: 11:25. Perfect. Mile two going ok and then it happened. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got passed by a giant butt. I hate that. Now it shouldn't matter because I had my plan and it was a good one so what's the diff? But there it was ahead of me. It is now a giant LAUGHING butt. "Yes I am laughing at you, you pathetic, tiny, old man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the voices in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the pace. I had to. I caught the giant butt and now my butt is doing the laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:14. If I'd started that pace at the start of the second mile it would have been under 10. Pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed work tomorrow. Wheeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5299346117765394554?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5299346117765394554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-that-was-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5299346117765394554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5299346117765394554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-that-was-different.html' title='Well, that was different. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3256087628033552674</id><published>2010-08-22T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T06:58:44.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL!</title><content type='html'>As reported here last time I was thinking that maybe I could string together 3 miles in under 33 minutes. It seems I'm usually more comfortable at around 11:15 but keep running some sub 11's here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my main goal was to run my 3 mile course without stopping. That should lead to my best time be it under 33 minutes or not. Here's the splits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1     10:31 (yikes. . .too fast!)&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2     11:36 (too slow! or is that middle mile a little long?)&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3     10:26   !!!!! (I also passed the two fat girls that passed me with a quarter mile to go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total       32:35     YES! I killed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a new goal or a 5k race or both. Now with proper rest and diet I should NEVER not be able to run 3 miles. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3256087628033552674?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3256087628033552674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3256087628033552674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3256087628033552674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/goal.html' title='GOAL!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3481091208210650326</id><published>2010-08-21T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:13:08.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2+2</title><content type='html'>Two miles out. Rest and stretch and 2 miles back. Here are the splits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1     10:57&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2     10:56 (points for consistancy?)&lt;br /&gt;7:32 (rest/stretch)&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3     11:14&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4     Walked home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. Tomorrow I think I'll just run a flat 3 miles (avoiding the bridge over LSD makes it flat) and see how I do. No stopping. 33:45 would be a nice goal making 3 11:15 miles. 33 flat look doable in the near future. Just need to stick another 10:55 or so on the end of the first two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3481091208210650326?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3481091208210650326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3481091208210650326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3481091208210650326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/22.html' title='2+2'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2384742392378127463</id><published>2010-08-06T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T08:36:09.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day. . .</title><content type='html'>Ran a mile. Stopped. Turned around. Walked/ran back. Getting just a little tiresome. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, that one mile was in 10:14 so as slow as I feel I am going that is way under my usual 11 minute pace. Back at it tomorrow AND Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2384742392378127463?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2384742392378127463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2384742392378127463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2384742392378127463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7657558138648594465</id><published>2010-07-30T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T07:47:55.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Work</title><content type='html'>Today was speed work. 6 quarters. It seems my natural pace is around 11 minutes  per mile. I wanted to run these quarters at a pace above that so I was shooting for 2:15 - 2:30 quarters. Here’s how they went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:52 (Whoa!)&lt;br /&gt;2:14&lt;br /&gt;2:14&lt;br /&gt;2:06&lt;br /&gt;2:15&lt;br /&gt;2:07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between each it took me about 4 minutes to walk/jog back to the starting line. After the first one I thought I had blown it and gone out too fast but it seems I recovered ok. These are actually ‘fun’ for me. I like the faster pace and the feeling of really running instead of jogging. Tomorrow is a day off and then my cherished Sunday run. Haven’t decided what that will be yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7657558138648594465?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7657558138648594465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/speed-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7657558138648594465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7657558138648594465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/speed-work.html' title='Speed Work'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6352502370052568665</id><published>2010-07-29T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:50:51.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2+2=4</title><content type='html'>Good run(s) today. As was my plan I ran 2 miles out, rested and stretched, and 2 miles back. Here's the splits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mile 1 - 10:48&lt;br /&gt;mile 2 - 11:18&lt;br /&gt;rest    -  9:24&lt;br /&gt;mile 3 - 11;25&lt;br /&gt;mile 4 - 10:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell which miles have the bridge over LSD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. . . last mile was the fastest. . if you're willing to call 10:41 fastish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day. Perfect wether.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6352502370052568665?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6352502370052568665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/224.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6352502370052568665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6352502370052568665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/224.html' title='2+2=4'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4277939765160353477</id><published>2010-07-28T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:01:55.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connect the Dots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/TFA3VC1UL1I/AAAAAAAACVc/GE7XUi0oVh4/s1600/IMG_7302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/TFA3VC1UL1I/AAAAAAAACVc/GE7XUi0oVh4/s320/IMG_7302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498955979696648018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do a lot of walking (and running) around the city and lately I've been noticing that many Chicago sidewalks are polka-dotted. See? This is a stretch of Belmont Ave near Clark. Now I've pointed this out to people and most say, "Well, that must be gum". Could be but that seems like a LOT of gum to be left right in the middle of the sidewalk. Do that many people do that? Also, I never see any gum being in the state of partially melted to the sidewalk. I only see flattened black dots. Why are all the dots black? If it's gum, does all gum turn black in the sun or is everyone chewing Blackjack Gum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe aliens left the dots and are just waiting for us to connect them to receive a secret message. Maybe it's instructions for building a transporter or a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anybody reading out there, I'm  curious what other theories you might have as to the source of the polka-dots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4277939765160353477?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4277939765160353477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/connect-dots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4277939765160353477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4277939765160353477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/connect-dots.html' title='Connect the Dots'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/TFA3VC1UL1I/AAAAAAAACVc/GE7XUi0oVh4/s72-c/IMG_7302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6462732590735163375</id><published>2010-07-25T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:31:28.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"running"' LIncoln Ave</title><content type='html'>So, what’s living in Chicago like you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure my fellow citizens even know, as don’t I, how to answer that question exactly. But I do know that if you want data to help you you need to go to any of the street festivals in Chicago in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Taste of Lincoln Ave. The people who attend this and other such festivals are. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old&lt;br /&gt;Young&lt;br /&gt;With kids&lt;br /&gt;Without kids&lt;br /&gt;Stylish&lt;br /&gt;Fat&lt;br /&gt;Skinny&lt;br /&gt;With walker&lt;br /&gt;In 6 inch heels&lt;br /&gt;Hip&lt;br /&gt;Lame&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;Grey&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;In groups&lt;br /&gt;Smiling. . . All of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gaze upon a giant grill with giant sausage (pronounced sah’ sige) grilling and that will get you started. Have a beer and listen to live music on 5 stages for the crazy price of $7 and that will help as well. Talk to strangers and tease them and have them ‘get it’ and you’re well on your way. Our taxes, schools, sports teams (not counting the BLACK HAWKS) suck and we have a king for a mayor but in the summer . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE COULD GIVE A RATS ASS BECAUSE IT SURE AS HELL AIN’T WINTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don’t talk to us in the winter. We’re not so happy/friendly then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6462732590735163375?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6462732590735163375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/running-lincoln-ave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6462732590735163375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6462732590735163375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/running-lincoln-ave.html' title='&quot;running&quot;&apos; LIncoln Ave'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3976265453110225230</id><published>2010-07-25T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T07:43:33.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this</title><content type='html'>Yep, I like my new watch. Today I laid out a different 5k route so that I didn't have to turn around and re-trace my steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;ll=41.927355,-87.633376&amp;amp;spn=0.020598,0.007031&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.00048c35416b3e097f4c4&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;ll=41.927355,-87.633376&amp;amp;spn=0.020598,0.007031&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.00048c35416b3e097f4c4&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;5k loop&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the lake to the bridge and then down to Ben Franklin and back to Fullerton is 5k. I ran to teh bridge and then walked over it and stretched a little on the other side and then ran the rest of the route. Time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35:53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. About 2 of those minutes was me at the bridge so running a 5k in 30 - 35 minutes is in my wheelhouse. Now I just need one to run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3976265453110225230?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3976265453110225230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/watch-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3976265453110225230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3976265453110225230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/watch-this.html' title='Watch this'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3437576597995592576</id><published>2010-07-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:38:46.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Watch!</title><content type='html'>As my coach will understand I LOVE data. Without a race to shoot for right now I bought a watch to have interim goals. Today I ran my 5k course as follows. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5k out bound 16:18:57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stopped and stretched and caught my breath and stretched for 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5k inbound 18:02:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes a 5k in 34:21:33 for the running part although I walked twice on the inbound leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall time including the stretching at the halfway point is 38:00:34 (there is some extra time due to me not using the watch correctly so actually a little less than this. . . maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that way back when I lived in Des Plaines (motto: SLOW DOWN!) I had a 5 k course laid out and rarely ran it in less than 30 minutes and usually more like 35 I think. So once I get my wind back up and can run continuously I should be able to put down a 5k in between 30 and 35 minutes. That would be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3437576597995592576?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3437576597995592576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3437576597995592576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3437576597995592576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-watch.html' title='New Watch!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6788581172376448956</id><published>2010-07-23T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:16:31.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anxious to run so I'm. . .</title><content type='html'>CHAMPING at the bit. The next time I hear someone on TV say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chomping at the bit&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to go nuts. The word is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;champing&lt;/span&gt;. Here from &lt;a href="http://www.langston.com/English/"&gt;langson.com. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Champing at the bit &lt;/h3&gt; If someone is eager or anxious to do something, they are said to be &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champing at the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, (not &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomping at the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. nor &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomping on the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;). &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;pre&gt;CHAMPING: Repetitious, strong opening and closing action of the mouth which&lt;br /&gt;produces sounds when the teeth hit together. Champing in swine may be a&lt;br /&gt;threat signal, but also is performed by boars during courtship and&lt;br /&gt;mating. Definition from Hurnik et al., 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; - The Encyclopedia of Farm Animal Behavior &lt;a href="http://www.liru.asft.ttu.edu/EFAB/letter.asp?Letter=C"&gt;  &lt;http://www.liru.asft.ttu.edu/efab/letter.asp?letter=c&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;pre&gt;champ&lt;br /&gt;  v. tr. - To bite or chew upon noisily.&lt;br /&gt;  v. intr. - To work the jaws and teeth vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;  Idiom: -  champ at the bit&lt;br /&gt;    To show impatience at being held back or delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; - The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth  Edition Copyright © 2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company.  All rights reserved. &lt;/blockquote&gt; Note that some dictionaries define &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; as being derived from &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. One especially lazy on-line dictionary simply links &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to the definition for &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, thereby implying that they're identical. The Merriam-Webster entry for &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/champ"&gt;  &lt;http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/champ&gt;&lt;/a&gt; points out that while the verb &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a transitive verb, the verb &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; can be either transitive or intransitive. In particular, the verb in the expression &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champing at the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is intransitive, so it would be ungrammatical to say &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomping at the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (since &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, being a transitive verb, needs an object); you could say &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;chomping the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; instead, but that really lacks the impact of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;champing at the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.   &lt;!--- heart-rending --&gt;&lt;a name="HeartRending"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;So let's get it right people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah, horses run, I run (sometimes) = running blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6788581172376448956?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6788581172376448956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/anxious-to-run-so-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6788581172376448956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6788581172376448956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/anxious-to-run-so-im.html' title='anxious to run so I&apos;m. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3726090555406783156</id><published>2010-07-21T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:13:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Cubs</title><content type='html'>What? Cubs? I thought this was a running blog. Well, sometimes baseball players run and sometimes I run so I say this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the game Monday night. The Cubs have been decent lately so I was anxious to see a win since so far I was 0-4 for 2010. Nice seats in the lower deck half way out to right field. Looked like rain was going to stay away. Sue bought me a beer and. . . PLAY BALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cubs give up 5 in the top of the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok. . .I'm actually a little used to that. On the other hand there's the "fans". The guy sitting behind us (arriving a fashionable 2 innings late) started talking. And talking. It was all about him. And 'babes'. On and on and on and on. Does this guy even breath? I finally took a look at this guy wondering, "How handsome IS this guy". Not so much. Complete dork. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally moved down to the end of the row in front of 2 women. That's right. . .one only talked and the other only listened. I tried to get them to comment on the game and they looked at me like I had a third eye and went right back to their roles as talker and listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;". . .and so she said and then I said and then she said. . . . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I admit the game was out of reach. Way out. But there's always something to talk about at a game that is remotely connected to baseball. There's also. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST SHUTTING THE HELL UP AND WATCHING THE FREAKING GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at a major league game there is SO much to watch. There is no such thing as a routine play. There is strategy. We could see ahead of time that Castro backed up on a ground ball making it impossible for his arm to make up for that. You don't get that on TV. And. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's $50+ to sit halfway out in right field. Might as well watch the game! Maybe next time I'll bring a radio and headphones and listen to Pat and Ron. Ron watches the game. . . well, the one in his head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3726090555406783156?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3726090555406783156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/chicago-cubs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3726090555406783156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3726090555406783156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/chicago-cubs.html' title='Chicago Cubs'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2840501985084841201</id><published>2010-07-18T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T07:57:12.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sunday Run</title><content type='html'>I always look forward to the Sunday run. No reason to make this one special but I guess when I was working it was more of a day to build toward. Anyway I still look forward to it. Today I ran my regular route to the bridge over LSD but instead of going over the bridge like I usually do I turned right (I RARELY turn right!) and found my way to what seems to be the new boardwalk between the farm in the zoo and the south lagoon. Very nice. They've put up signs about the local ecology and gotten rid of the paddle boats. Good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt pretty good. Ran the first 1.5 and then ran a song walked a song the rest of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a race for a goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2840501985084841201?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2840501985084841201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunday-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2840501985084841201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2840501985084841201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunday-run.html' title='The Sunday Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7034296423331008251</id><published>2010-07-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:32:22.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy CRAP!. . . .</title><content type='html'>. . . I'm 60 . . . TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice run too. About 2 miles and then run walk back. I was joined for the first two by coach Leah and Lucy the grand daughter. Leah went on at the bridge over LSD and I pushed Lucy back in the running stroller. Well, it doesn't actually run ( I wish it did!) but you have to push it. It's surprisingly easy to push. Takes a little getting used to only swinging one arm or the other but its a fine way to put Lucy to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, marathon is on the far back burner after missing a couple of weeks going to Florida and then sailing across the gulf of Mexico helping a buddy deliver his boat. In any case I think I'd like to focus on 5k and 10k races and try to get faster. I already have a nice big time to beat in a 10k. Who knows maybe training that way might lead to the marathon anyway. So I'm running well and not worrying about distance. I'd like to find a 5k in a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, onward. Just one foot in front of another!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7034296423331008251?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7034296423331008251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/holy-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7034296423331008251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7034296423331008251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/07/holy-crap.html' title='Holy CRAP!. . . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6988797656712031695</id><published>2010-06-05T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:13:51.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away to Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunburst 10K . . . DONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Coach, husband of Coach, and yours truly ran the Sunburst 10K in South Bend, Indiana - my home town. We drove to SB Friday after work (well after the kids' work. I don't do that any longer) and found our hotel right down town South Bend. Wow, nothing looks familiar to me but of course its been about 40 years since I had any reason to be down town South Bend. Some things were still there though. . . The State Theater (although it said 'Jesus Love You' on the Marquee. I haven't seen that one.), Dainty Maid donut shop, Morris Civic Theater (way back it was the Palace), Tower savings and loan building, The South Bend Tribune still in the same building. Of course Memorial Hospital is still there but they've also taken over my favorite pool hall across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the South Shore Rail Road,  LaSalle St. and the old LaSalle Hotel from the 50's. HEY, it's not all black and white back then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yackalot.net/ssscans/12-11rague9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 588px; height: 303px;" src="http://www.yackalot.net/ssscans/12-11rague9A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice dinner around the corner from  the hotel called, Fiddlers Dream. An Irish place. Good food and pleasant rustic surroundings where coach wouldn't allow me to have even ONE  stinking beer!  Back to the hotel and in bed. Racing tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up at 5 I walk over to the start line which is at the College Football Hall of Fame (about to go out of business and move). I got all our bibs and T's and back to the hotel. They had muffins, juice, coffee for us in the lobby. I'm READY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an interesting event as it had a marathon, half marathon, 10k and 5k all using parts of the same course and all ending on the 50 yard line at Notre Dame stadium (squeeeeee). Our race actually went off last at 7:45 which was unfortunate in a way as the humidity was definitely on the rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Anthem at 7:44. . . gun at 7:45 and we're off! I felt good miles 1 and 2. Heading for 3 we were in a twisty, curvy part of the course and it seemed we were never going to get out of it. Also maybe around mile 2 there was a very nice. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . L&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . . . L&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . I&lt;br /&gt;H &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not the down kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't do hills in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH! That took a bit out of me. My pace was ok to that point and maybe a little after but I could feel myself breaking down. Had to walk when we got to another hill around mile 5 and then I shuffled in. Wish I could have done better but with the hills and the humidity I think I did about the best I could. This was my farthest distance so far so what the hell? So, hey, JUST GET OFF ME, OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had been running 10 miles or so on any given day I would have been more dissappointed but like any one of our sailing trips. . ."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing broke and nobody died&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finish was awesome. We got to run through the north tunnel at Notre Dame Stadium and onto the field. They had big speakers playing the sounds of the fans at a Notre Dame game as the team runs onto the field. I went to numerous games there as a kid but, of course, had never been down on the field. (Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, . . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's green. It's HUGE, and it's very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd felt better I would have appreciated it more. Still, cool race and well organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue and Lucy were waiting for us in the stands and we rode back to the hotel as happy as was possible. Speaking of Lucy. . . what a trooper! She was her smiling self (or asleep) the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks coach! There's no way I do ANY OF THIS without your expertise and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Monday, actual scheduled training for the Chicago Marathon begins. After today I think my running will come along ok but maybe I need to just get stronger in body and upper legs. I felt weak there today at times (ok the last half of the race!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON WARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6988797656712031695?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6988797656712031695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-away-to-home.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6988797656712031695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6988797656712031695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-away-to-home.html' title='Running Away to Home'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6275803623789946952</id><published>2010-05-30T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:11:16.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running West</title><content type='html'>In Portland, OR. Had a very nice run with my nephew who claimed he didn't mind running 11 minute miles and I decided to believe him. He lives on a pretty little lake with a second similar lake to the south. We ran around both lakes for 33 minutes which I figured was about 3 miles. Great running area this is! Cool and low humidity. Felt great with a little stiffness in my right ankle as usual. Got to take it easy and yet run this week as Saturday is the 10k in South Bend. Want to look good in my home town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6275803623789946952?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6275803623789946952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/running-west.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6275803623789946952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6275803623789946952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/running-west.html' title='Running West'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8888069780773877492</id><published>2010-05-30T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:28:08.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Portland on the Empire Builder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago to Portland - 46 hours on &lt;a href="http://www.amtrak.com/servlet/ContentServer?pagename=Amtrak/HomePage"&gt;Amtrak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What? This is a running blog. But train rhymes with pain which is all about running so here's a brief report on our trip to Portland on the &lt;a href="http://www.amtrak.com/servlet/ContentServer/AM_Route_C/1241245653623/1237405732511"&gt;Empire Builder&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We easily picked up the tickets we had reserved on line at Union Station, Chicago and were directed to the Empire Lounge since we had reserved a sleeper. Nice area with comfy seats and free coffee and pop. We look around and quickly realize that we are the youngest people in the lounge! By a LOT. Oh well, I guess it’s retired folks who have the time to ride the rails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked out on the platform got on the train and were directed to our little room. No nasty guards, no x-ray, no security checks. You get to keep your shoes and belts on. Very nice. Two seats facing each other with a table between if you want to pull it out and a nice big window. Our conductor, Charles, asks us if we’d be interested in a  complimentary bottle of champagne. We were very interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sipped our champagne as we slipped out of Chicago. A little later the dinning room steward came around asking us which seating we’d like for dinner. We took 7 PM, the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the observation car and the bar are open and we are THERE! The observation car itself is awesome. Windows go up and part way over the roof.  There are tables for 4 in one part and seats facing outward with small tables in between in the other part. A couple of bloodies, a game of gin and it’s our dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are seated with another couple and they were nice to talk to. They were returning out west as that’s where they’re from. Dinner consisted of steak, baked potato, green beans, cheese cake, and coffee. All the meals are included when you take a sleeper and I think it’s a pretty good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we sat some more in the observation lounge, had a glass of wine and then returned to our room. Charles made up our beds (upper and a lower) and we turned in with our books. I took the upper and it’s fine. I’m used to confined spaces from living on the boat but it didn’t have a window. Oh well, my turn to take the lower tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept pretty good. I tended to wake up when the train made its stops along the way but the gentle rocking under way is pretty sweet. I woke up when I sensed the sun shining below my bunk. We’re somewhere in North Dakota which looks a lot like Indiana. Lots of rain last night as these fields are all very flooded to the delight of the ducks. I head to the observation lounge and find that there is a fresh pot of free coffee in our sleeping car. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was good. We sat with a young couple who were on their honeymoon. Eggs, potatoes, sausage, coffee, and a biscuit. Now we camp out in the observation car with books, computer, and playing cards. Still pretty flat but some bumps starting to appear. We might just stay here all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just about did and although there isn’t much to see in North Dakota nor Montana this far north, it’s just so pleasant to have these giant windows and to watch the land slip by. Maybe I’ve been missing watching the water slip under my keel. This is a pretty good substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple of cocktails and then a 7 pm dinner. Our table mates were a lady Chicago cop and her husband. She was really un-cop like and pretty fun. We enjoyed sharing Chicago stories. Great to find that a Chicago cop loves the city. I would think that would be important and not sure they all do. The best part of dinner was that we were going right through Glacier National  park area with snow on the mountains. This is SO civilized. Cruising smoothly through the mountains, a glass of wine, and good conversation. Very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An after dinner cocktail and Charles turns down our bunks around 9 and we’re ready to hit the rack and read a little. My turn for the bottom bunk and the window that goes with. Around 2 AM I awake realizing they we’ve been stopped for quite a while. Oh yeah, this is Spokane where we split the train. The front part goes to Seattle and our back part goes to Portland. I go outside and walk around a little and watch them couple the engine to our lounge car. Small entertainments. I thought about staying up but instead hit the bunk and slept solid to about 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like getting up early and having the quiet in the lounge and the early morning sun. Even better with coffee but Charles hadn’t made any yet. When he did Sue brought me a cup which was great. We’ve lost our dinner car - it went to Seattle! So we only get a cold prepared meal and coffee but still free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re following the Columbia River now and it is just gorgeous. I guess this leads us right to Portland. We should be there in about an hour. We’ve been on time or ahead for the whole trip. I didn’t expect that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I do this again? YES! I wish I had rigged it for us to return on the California Zephyr. Next time I’d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a pillow&lt;br /&gt;Bring some snacks - they don’t mind you eating them in your room.&lt;br /&gt;Bring detailed maps to monitor your trip. The ones on board are pretty small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that’s it! Great trip. Great way to travel. This is going to make me hate the airplane ride even more on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8888069780773877492?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8888069780773877492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/trip-to-portland-on-empire-builder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8888069780773877492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8888069780773877492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/trip-to-portland-on-empire-builder.html' title='Trip to Portland on the Empire Builder'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8453320541626075999</id><published>2010-05-24T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T06:40:14.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On it again</title><content type='html'>Back out there today after a pretty disappointing Sunday and much better today. I ran north again all the way to Montrose. I walked up to the water fountain then farther north and than ran around the  hill and back to Montrose. From there I ran/walked back on the lake side. I LOVE that path. you're running between the lake and Waveland golf course. The course looks great for all you golfers out there. Hardly anyone out there too. When I played the course back in the 80's it was OK but they had mats to tee off from as they would get so worn. Nice grass now and very well kept up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jogging along then by Belmont Harbor when a guy passed me. Jeez HE looked slow. That ain't right. So, I tailed him for a bit and passed him back. Pretty sure I didn't slow after that but he passed me again. Oh this is getting fun. Again I laid in behind him but could see him slipping away. I accelerated again and went way too fast for me and put some distance between us. Then I stopped and turned around. He was laughing and so was I. We high fived and he said, "Come on! Don't stop"! but I was done. Good way to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Portland OR. tomorrow by TRAIN! Hope they don't mind me running up and down the aisles for 30 minutes or so. I'm expecting the trails in Portland to be not as flat as Chicago but we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8453320541626075999?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8453320541626075999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8453320541626075999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8453320541626075999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-it-again.html' title='On it again'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5473398039090208111</id><published>2010-05-23T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:07:22.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Setback</title><content type='html'>I really look forward to my Sunday runs with my coach. Supposed to be 5.5 today and we had a new route.  After about a half mile I said, "I feel really bad". I did. I stopped. We walked some, jogged some but I just didn't have it today. We turned back. Pisses me off too because on Saturday I was really good. Drank tons of water. Only have 2 beers (and more water). Ate spaghetti for dinner and went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know. Well, since I barely ran at all I'll try this one again tomorrow morning. I will run a little later (I'm NEVER much good at 6 AM) and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, this is hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5473398039090208111?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5473398039090208111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/minor-setback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5473398039090208111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5473398039090208111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/minor-setback.html' title='Minor Setback'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1108539321015558158</id><published>2010-05-21T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:40:49.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 2.5</title><content type='html'>Got my 2.5 in today on a misty cloudy day. No real problems. I started to feel a little stiff and bad with about 3/4 mile to go and what song pops up on the shuffle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BILLY JEAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! You GOT to get going when you hear that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach and I are running 5.5 on Sunday and picking a new route to the north and around the sledding hill by Montrose. Looking forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1108539321015558158?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1108539321015558158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1108539321015558158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1108539321015558158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-25.html' title='Another 2.5'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6676338388577309892</id><published>2010-05-20T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T05:51:29.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speed work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><title type='text'>I live. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . through another Wednesday speed workout! I didn't want to run yesterday. I just didn't. My coach 'encouraged' me to run anyway. She has a way. So we ran an easy mile at my usual pace around 11 minutes and then we ran 'fast' mile at what turned out to be just over a 9 minute pace and then a mile jogging/walking/running. That middle mile is tough but in retrospect it is mostly tough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mentally&lt;/span&gt;. Brain is saying, "you're running too fast!" but in fact a little check of how  body is doing, brain finds out that body isn't actually breathing all that hard. Speed is staying up. Legs are not too stiff. It is only the panicky baby brain that tells us to slow down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks coach! I think these speed workouts (and anyone out there who is sniggering at a 9 minute pace being called speed work can just spend a day in my 59 year old body!) are doing the most for helping me get in better condition and run farther on Sundays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6676338388577309892?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6676338388577309892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-live.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6676338388577309892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6676338388577309892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-live.html' title='I live. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7061366478992655720</id><published>2010-05-18T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:36:00.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Path</title><content type='html'>Wow, missed the weekend run as I was 'busy' sailing! Back on it today with 3 miles in the morning. That's not far but it is at 5:45 AM! Nice day though and lots of other runner out. It's 1.5 miles from my starting line in the park by the play lot to Grant's statue just north of the pedestrian walkway over LSD. There's a fountain there too so makes a good turn around spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a decent watch now. I don't have a very good sense of my pace and feel like I keep adjusting my speed when I run without my coach. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hi Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7061366478992655720?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7061366478992655720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-on-path.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7061366478992655720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7061366478992655720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-on-path.html' title='Back on the Path'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3777075351078193319</id><published>2010-05-09T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:29:25.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake front'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60 years old'/><title type='text'>Sunday Five</title><content type='html'>What a beautiful day in Chicago. Not a cloud. About 50 degrees and no wind. Coach and I took the EL downtown and walked over to Buckingham Fountain. From there to near Belmont Harbor is 5 miles. Great run along the lake. No stopping. No pain in my right foot. We ran in 55 minutes with the last mile being 10:47. This is similar to times from the Shuffle several weeks ago. Seems like a good pace and I think the Wednesday "speed work" ( or, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's see if I can kill Dad&lt;/span&gt;) is really helping with overall fitness and endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10k in South Bend is coming up! Only 4 weeks from yesterday. That distance will be no problem but running in less than an hour might be un-realistic. Either way should be a fun race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3777075351078193319?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3777075351078193319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3777075351078193319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3777075351078193319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-five.html' title='Sunday Five'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1349318599405840838</id><published>2010-05-03T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:15:01.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Big Strides</title><content type='html'>Exactly. On Sunday (my favorite running day) I ran with my 'college of coaches' (Leah AND Jason) for what turned out to be about 4 miles. We ran south to the pedestrian bridge over LSD and then turned back north along the lake. At this point I just tried to open my stride some. Of course this makes you go faster but it also made me feel more balanced, in tune, and relaxed. Brief stop for water at Fullerton and then on back to the start line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good but I've learned to not get too high nor too low. I'll try this again with my weekday runs and see how it goes. Certainly makes sense that with less up and down movement the run might be smoother and more energy efficient. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual the ice bath was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1349318599405840838?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1349318599405840838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-big-strides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1349318599405840838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1349318599405840838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-big-strides.html' title='Making Big Strides'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3120793969023199266</id><published>2010-04-29T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T05:26:21.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Coached</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that I would have already pitched this crazy idea about running a marathon (or any race) if I didn't have my &lt;a href="http://www.jasonleahrun.com/"&gt;awesome coach.&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday we ran a slow mile and then did 5 'things'. They have a cool name but I forget it. Here's how it worked though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run a quarter in less than 2:30&lt;br /&gt;walk half way back&lt;br /&gt;jog the rest of the way back&lt;br /&gt;repeat 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually ran them all in more like 2:10 (first one 1:52 and last one 2:01). This is a fun thing and breaks up the endless training by simply running farther and farther which ultimately might work but this is a nice break and coach is sure that this works better. During the last piece of the 5th one I looked over at Leah and asked, "Why aren't you breathing? I was huffing and puffing like a steam shovel! I guess the 30 year old body works differently from the 59 year old version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed this up with an ice bath and a beer (and water too coach!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day off and then I run tomorrow morning, off day Saturday but with a long walk and then our 3-4 miler on Sunday. I feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3120793969023199266?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3120793969023199266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-coached.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3120793969023199266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3120793969023199266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-coached.html' title='Getting Coached'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8657773393360197534</id><published>2010-04-27T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:34:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in the Morning</title><content type='html'>Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't FEEL like it. I don't. I try but I don't. But I have to. But I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I drug myself out to Sheridan Rd this morning at about 6 AM. I'm stiff. I'm not really awake. I get to the corner of Sheridan and Barry to cross and a cab pulls up into the crosswalk right in front it me. I'm dressed in running pants, shirt and running jacket. Bears hat and my shuffle stuffed into my ears. The driver looks at me expectantly with eyebrows raised. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT A FUCKING CAB?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drives off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually after that I had a pretty good 2 miler! Morning everyone and sorry to the cab driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8657773393360197534?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8657773393360197534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8657773393360197534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8657773393360197534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-in-morning.html' title='Running in the Morning'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7789663244171396886</id><published>2010-04-25T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:57:52.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still At It</title><content type='html'>Still running and still writing here. . . sometimes. I guess Sunday is a good day to sum up the weeks running. I always really look forward to my Sunday runs with my coach and always hope to do well. Sometimes I do. Today. . . not so much but it was great to get out early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our run about 6 AM. I've NEVER been an early morning runner and I guess I'm still not. We did our 4.5 but I stopped to breathe a few times. We ran our last mile or so with .1 sprints -.1 walks which I think makes up for not running the whole scheduled distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the week 2 on Tuesday. 3 on Wednesday. I missed Thursday but took a LONG walk on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to train my body for early morning running as I sure as hell don't want to be running at noon in the summer in Chicago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7789663244171396886?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7789663244171396886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-at-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7789663244171396886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7789663244171396886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-at-it.html' title='Still At It'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3991657073376594251</id><published>2010-04-02T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T06:43:01.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Running pretty well this week. Leah and I are in our pre-Higdon schedule so that we may start the official Higdon marathon training in June. We plan to run 4 mi on Sunday. Hopefully I won't need any resurrection after wards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran really well at the Shamrock Shuffle and thought it was fun. So, we've injected two more races between now and the marathon. It really helps to have these races as goals. You can certainly set goals all by yourself and work to attain them but having them tied into an actual race with people watching gives me much more incentive. I do NOT want to be that guy panting and shuffling along and walking half the damn race! So, we are running a 10k in my home town of South Bend, Indiana on June 5. We finish on the 50 yard line of Notre Dame (angles singing right there) Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also have signed up for a half marathon in Chicago on August 1. That will be telling. That will be about 9 weeks before the marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pain in my right foot since buying the new shoes. There you go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3991657073376594251?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3991657073376594251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/updates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3991657073376594251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3991657073376594251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/04/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8448771522968860878</id><published>2010-03-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:50:08.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shamrock shuffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Shamrock Shuffle. . .DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S6ZNUH7AqAI/AAAAAAAACT4/wztHQ0Gx5yQ/s1600-h/8k+course.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 409px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S6ZNUH7AqAI/AAAAAAAACT4/wztHQ0Gx5yQ/s320/8k+course.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451129407097841666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I had a pretty bad run. Only made about 3.5 miles when I was going for 4.5. Sucking wind. Blah. I felt bad too because this was the last big run before the 8k (~5 miles) Shamrock Shuffle which was today. During the week I only ran once  - 1.5 mi on Wednesday. I bought new shoes at the Expo though.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the day before the race, I got up and looked outside. It was sleeting sideways. The wind had blown the stop light on the corner of Sheridan and Briar over. Great. Let's go running. So I was pretty worried that the Shamrock Shuffle which kicks off marathon training might be a bit disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning it was still raining sideways (and the stop light was still down!) but not as hard. By the time I left for the El it had pretty much stopped but it was none too warm. I met my coach at the Belmont stop and we headed downtown. Didn't seem too bad down there. We jogged around the fountain and stretched a little before getting into our corral. Moo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! Right there in our corral was my old friend Judy who I taught with for about 15 years! Lots of laughs there! Finally it's race time. We're in the 11 min/mile group and I'm just secretly hoping to get it done in an hour and not die doing it. Off we go! It's a really fun course with part of it right along the river on Wacker Drive. Coach Leah is keeping our times on her watch. . . and here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mile 1 11:24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mle 2  11:18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mile 3 11:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mile 4 10:34  (what the WHAT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mile 5 10:51  (bastard hill!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;total time 55:20 YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good about this? Well while I'm really slow at least I got faster as I went. Also, for about the first time my breathing was normal almost the whole way. Only got ragged on that damn hill on Roosevelt Rd. near the end. I basically felt good the whole way. No real pain and a very fun race. This gives me a good feeling for continuing marathon training. It might be the shoes but I really think it's the coach. Thanks Leah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On ward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8448771522968860878?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8448771522968860878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/shamrock-shuffle-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8448771522968860878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8448771522968860878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/shamrock-shuffle-done.html' title='Shamrock Shuffle. . .DONE!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S6ZNUH7AqAI/AAAAAAAACT4/wztHQ0Gx5yQ/s72-c/8k+course.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1203765906907773909</id><published>2010-03-17T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:10:45.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marathon tips for 60 year old</title><content type='html'>Jeez-o-peet the "internet" is funny. Here's the first hit when I googled 'marathoning at 60'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="95%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="producthead"&gt;Marathon® 60 WP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Marathon 60 WP is an excellent tool for  sucking and piercing insects&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;HA, I wonder what it does for old runners? Who wants some?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1203765906907773909?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1203765906907773909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/marathon-tips-for-60-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1203765906907773909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1203765906907773909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/marathon-tips-for-60-year-old.html' title='marathon tips for 60 year old'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1222649637579053022</id><published>2010-03-14T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:06:30.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy City</title><content type='html'>Well, I had hoped it would have gone better but considering that we had to turn into the wind for our second half it wasn't too bad. Man, wind makes a big difference. I felt like I was running under water1 Sore now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy taper week now as we have the Shamrock Shuffle 8k next Sunday. With a reasonable day I still think I can run it in under an hour. I'm excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1222649637579053022?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1222649637579053022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/windy-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1222649637579053022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1222649637579053022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/windy-city.html' title='Windy City'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5532091411531914979</id><published>2010-03-12T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:14:22.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On schedule</title><content type='html'>Coach and I had a nice 4 mile run on Sunday. My foot was a little stiff but I was able to run through it. We went slower than we did the previous Sunday and I think that helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran my 3 on Wednesday. Nice. No pain and it was actually almost WARM out. Running in shorts and a t-shirt with about a million other Chicagoans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 today  was no problem as well. Wheeee...ready for 4.5 this Sunday and then the 8k (5 mi) Shamrock Shuffle next Sunday. I hope I win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Saw this sign while walking with Lucy the grand daughter  yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACON WRAPPED DATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hell, that would fulfill about every possible fantasy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5532091411531914979?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5532091411531914979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5532091411531914979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5532091411531914979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-schedule.html' title='On schedule'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3414195548771482540</id><published>2010-03-08T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:13:22.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 MILES!</title><content type='html'>I know that doesn't sound like much but I've been battling weather and my sore foot for months now with no increase in distance. Yesterday Coach Leah and I had a nice 4 mile run which is a new distance for me! Some stiffness in my right leg but I've been icing a LOT and took some ibprofin before the run. Also looking forward to running in plus 32 degrees weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our route: (called 3.5 miler but I stretched it to make 4.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004805849fd8cb924cb8&amp;amp;ll=41.925337,-87.632868&amp;amp;spn=0.024922,0.011909&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004805849fd8cb924cb8&amp;amp;ll=41.925337,-87.632868&amp;amp;spn=0.024922,0.011909&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;3.5 miler&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schedule changes in one way now. I'm the grand dad day care now so my runs will move to the early evening time. I can do that way better than if I tried to run at 5:30 or 6 AM! Coach and I run 4.5 next Sunday and then taper a bit in the following week in preparation for the Shamrock Shuffle which is the official kick off to Chicago Marathon training. If my foot cooperates I think I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach has found a cool mac app for tracking running. &lt;a href="http://www.jasonleahrun.com/"&gt;Here's her post on that and our Sunday run.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3414195548771482540?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3414195548771482540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3414195548771482540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3414195548771482540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-miles.html' title='4 MILES!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1782025511739409206</id><published>2010-03-01T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T04:47:49.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Back</title><content type='html'>No, not back pain. My back is fine. Shin splints in my right foot/ankle are back. I was looking forward to 3.5 with my coach. Not a bad day too. After about 2.5 I had to stop and walk some. I think once the foot starts tightening up I start running differently and I waste a LOT of energy. Breathing goes to hell and, as I said, had to stop. Weird. So, lots of icing this week and maybe go out a little slower on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1782025511739409206?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1782025511739409206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/pain-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1782025511739409206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1782025511739409206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/03/pain-back.html' title='Pain Back'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3716277604283040355</id><published>2010-02-27T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T05:22:49.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 1.5 in the bank</title><content type='html'>Yes, always fun to run with my personal coach. Leah and I got our 1.5 in with no problems except, WE'RE SICK OF BEING SO FREAKING COLD! Looks like it might be a bit warmer for our 3.5 on Sunday. Looking forward to that and have already laid out a course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004805849fd8cb924cb8&amp;amp;ll=41.925337,-87.632868&amp;amp;spn=0.024922,0.011909&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004805849fd8cb924cb8&amp;amp;ll=41.925337,-87.632868&amp;amp;spn=0.024922,0.011909&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;3.5 miler&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3716277604283040355?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3716277604283040355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-15-in-bank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3716277604283040355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3716277604283040355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-15-in-bank.html' title='Friday 1.5 in the bank'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4753436089981807424</id><published>2010-02-24T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T07:53:29.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing. . . again</title><content type='html'>Well, back from Florida and out into the cold and snowy Chicago lakefront. Got my 2.5 miles in and right foot was ok. I'm ready to run in something even a little above freezing. The path on the lake was dry and snow free though so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan continues on nicely. . . 3.5 miles coming on Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4753436089981807424?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4753436089981807424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-snowing-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4753436089981807424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4753436089981807424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-snowing-again.html' title='It&apos;s snowing. . . again'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3571538829790085345</id><published>2010-02-21T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:00:56.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Florida</title><content type='html'>Quick trip to Tampa to visit my dad. I ran Thursday (2.0 mi) Friday (1.5 mi) and Sunday &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.00047fa338ce3ccbb69d0&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;(3.0 mi)&lt;/a&gt;. It was kind of nice to run and not have my sweat freeze on me but my body was shocked by the temperature change. Plus, I neglected to ice for no real reason and paid the price today with the 3 miler. I had to stop at 1.5 and stretch the old right foot and then run/walk back. Lesson learned. . . AGAIN! I take a short run tomorrow in the ice and snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3571538829790085345?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3571538829790085345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/running-in-florida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3571538829790085345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3571538829790085345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/running-in-florida.html' title='Running in Florida'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5785714686659410975</id><published>2010-02-14T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:14:16.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Schedule!</title><content type='html'>Another mighty fine Sunday run with my coach. 2.5 miles on a sunny but pretty cool day. Seemed easy partly because coach is so fun to run with. She talks, she coaches, she flops down on the pavement. It's just fun, fun, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No damage this time. What a tough coach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5785714686659410975?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5785714686659410975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5785714686659410975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5785714686659410975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-schedule.html' title='On Schedule!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2775303792988525401</id><published>2010-02-13T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:25:26.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shedule changes</title><content type='html'>Well, the weather last week screwed our trip to Florida so no running in the warm weather. . . until NEXT week! Heading down with the two later generations of me on Thursday. Should be able to make the Friday and Sunday run in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile something nasty has gotten in to my neither regions so no run yesterday but I did get in a quick mile today and should be ready for our 2.5 miles tomorrow. This schedule is working well for me so I'm anxious to keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coach is TOUGH! Hasn't missed a run right on through knocking out a tooth in a spill on the ice Wednesday. Well, it was only one. She rubbed some dirt in it and kept going. . . sort of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2775303792988525401?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2775303792988525401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/shedule-changes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2775303792988525401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2775303792988525401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/shedule-changes.html' title='Shedule changes'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6188571374030817391</id><published>2010-02-08T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:41:47.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Mile</title><content type='html'>As per our schedule today was just a mile. From my 'starting triangle' by the tunnel under Lake Shore Drive near Belmont I just ran north to Roscoe and back. I haven't really run two days in a row but this easy mile felt fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and Friday runs will be in Florida which should be a nice change. I should have time to do the Sunday run in the morning before we all need to get to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, even though it was only a mile, guess what song started playing on my randomized iPod as I headed toward the tunnel. Give up? It's by Aliotta, Haynes, and Jeremiah...YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAKE SHORE DRIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjNSmAl7hF0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjNSmAl7hF0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't finish strong  running in Chicago with this song in your head...well, then you're DEAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6188571374030817391?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6188571374030817391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/easy-mile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6188571374030817391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6188571374030817391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/easy-mile.html' title='Easy Mile'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7826852483241136253</id><published>2010-02-07T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:22:02.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good just Keeps Coming!</title><content type='html'>Great run today with coach Leah. A nice lake front 2 miles with, again, no pain in the right foot. It was a little scary with this big shiny sphere in the sky. What the hell was that? Made my eyes hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach says we'll be right at 5 miles for the Shamrock Shuffle and ready to start the pre-marathon schedule. Nice to run an easy 2 but it is sooooooo much smaller than 26! Can't think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wont!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7826852483241136253?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7826852483241136253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-just-keeps-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7826852483241136253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7826852483241136253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-just-keeps-coming.html' title='The Good just Keeps Coming!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1714045188485967530</id><published>2010-02-04T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:43:18.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm IN!</title><content type='html'>OK, the die has been cast. Monday I officially registered for the Chicago Marathon as did coach Leah. Guess I'll HAVE to do it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After missing a few days due to nasty little cold and selling books at the Strictly Sail Show I finally got back on my schedule on Wednesday. It was my first run in different shoes (an old pair of my son-in-laws) to see if that might help the shin splints. Only one run so not much data but I had no pain during yesterday's run. Did the 1.5 miles with no problem and I'm looking forward to the same tomorrow. I iced three times yesterday as well. Got to stay with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1714045188485967530?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1714045188485967530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1714045188485967530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1714045188485967530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-in.html' title='I&apos;m IN!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4423578291420005106</id><published>2010-01-25T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:39:12.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a week off</title><content type='html'>I took a week off after bad shin splints last Sunday. I've been icing once or twice a day during the off time. Coach Leah has given me a very nice running plan and if I can keep the shin splints under control I'm sure I can stick with this plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I only had to run a mile. I took a couple of IbProfen 2 hours before the run to hopefully keep inflamation down. Out I go!  Felt like I hadn't run in a week but I felt ok and finished with no problem. As to the splints. . . my right foot didn't hurt but I sensed that another 1/2 mile and it would be tightening up. I iced it down right away and next run is Wednesday. I'll ice later today and 2 or 3 times tomorrow. I also need to try different shoes. Some reading indicates that shin splints can be caused from heel pounding too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If after this week I still have the pain and stiffness after 1-2 miles I'll go see the doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to be back on that's for DAMN sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4423578291420005106?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4423578291420005106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-week-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4423578291420005106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4423578291420005106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-week-off.html' title='After a week off'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8678771412250123360</id><published>2010-01-15T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:37:52.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weed day runs</title><content type='html'>Made my Monday, Wednesday, Friday runs. Nothing spectacular. Wednesday run featured the stiffness in my right instep returning. I think this is what they call shin splints. Today I took 2 ibprofan before running. Still got stiff after about 1 mile but was able to run through it. I iced it when I got back which coach says is most important and something I will now add to the routine. Nice to have the slightly warmer weather. It is in the 30's so I was able to run in a shirt and light jacket. Have to keep wearing the stocking cap to keep my earphones in though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Sunday. I'm going to take the 145 bus downtown and see if I can run home from Buckingham Fountain. That's about 5 miles and farther than I've run yet but I'm hoping that I'm due for one of those breakthrough runs. We'll see. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8678771412250123360?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8678771412250123360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/weed-day-runs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8678771412250123360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8678771412250123360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/weed-day-runs.html' title='Weed day runs'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5614026336423586876</id><published>2010-01-09T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:16:16.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Cold</title><content type='html'>Took my Sunday run today since tomorrow is busy with other things. I went on my 4+ mile route but went the other way this time starting out along the lake front and inside on the return. I ran all the way to the walking bridge over LSD. The path along the lake was shoveled and salted so NICE! Felt good the whole way and no pain in my right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over the bridge and over to the statue of Franklin as that was a) snow covered and b) a little up hill. From there I ran/walked along the zoo and then pretty much ran back to the apartment from Fullerton. A good run but I am slow. I get a little tired of being passed all the time but when so many of the people passing me are women in black running tights, well, it just goes to show you that there's a backside to everything. . .(rim shot).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5614026336423586876?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5614026336423586876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5614026336423586876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5614026336423586876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-cold.html' title='Still Cold'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3420286483061549558</id><published>2010-01-05T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:56:31.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold? GET OUT THERE!</title><content type='html'>Yes. Winter has officially descended in Chicago. Saturday and Sunday was single digits. I took a short run Saturday - probably a mile or a little less just to get ready for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday it was again VERY cold. I think it was 6 when I went out but that was at O'Hare so I figure warmer by the lake. In this weather I can't really walk, stretch, and warm up. Got to just start running to stay warm. I ran down Sheridan to Goethe and then turned around.  I'd had it already. I walked about 10 steps back and then said to myself, 'pussy'. Turned around again and got back on it. I ran to North avenue where lives the very nice statue of one of my heroes - Ben Franklin. I walked around old Ben a couple of time and stretched out my insteps and thighs. Got back on it and ran most of the way back with a short walk near Fullerton. You just can't take a long walk in this weather! That's my 4+ mile route and I ran most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new gear is working great. My coach and Jason got me a high class running jacket. by Brooks. I wore my nike under shirt which keeps the moisture away, a long sleeve t-shirt and that jacket. I was toasty warm as long as I was moving. I need tights under my running pants though as my legs got pretty cold. Best addition to my running gear is my new iPod shuffle. I can't believe how small it is (that's what she said!). Weighs nothing. Holds about 1000 songs. Sounds great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from a short one today up to the totem pole and back. Seems like I was colder today than I was on Sunday. Maybe because I skipped the t-shirt today because it was about 10 degrees warmer. I'll put it back on on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3420286483061549558?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3420286483061549558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/cold-get-out-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3420286483061549558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3420286483061549558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2010/01/cold-get-out-there.html' title='Cold? GET OUT THERE!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6393621437650068659</id><published>2009-12-22T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:10:53.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter running and baby Lucy!</title><content type='html'>Getting back on it after some whirlwind days caused by the arrival of Lucille Jean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leahc.smugmug.com/Children/Lucy/Lucy-December-2009/10660252_L3Yg9/1/#742092640_Veoyw-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://leahc.smugmug.com/Children/Lucy/Lucy-December-2009/IMG1868-Edit/742092640_Veoyw-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been very exciting and fascinating to watch her already change a little day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran Sunday and again this morning. It's snowy out which makes the lake front path very pretty which takes off some of the misery of running in the cold. Only in the low 30's though so no big deal with the cold. I think the winter plan is to just let my body dictate the run. As long as I keep lacing 'em up 3-4 times a week and getting out there I'll be ready (and lighter?) to train when spring comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy has a very nice running stroller so there should be some very fun runs in the spring with Lucy and coach Leah. Wheeeeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6393621437650068659?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6393621437650068659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-running-and-baby-lucy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6393621437650068659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6393621437650068659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-running-and-baby-lucy.html' title='Winter running and baby Lucy!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5457568679090534104</id><published>2009-12-06T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:04:39.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop coughing and run. . .</title><content type='html'>So I did. Always look forward to my Sunday run. Sometimes it's dissapointing (like last Sunday) but for some reason I always look forward to it. Strange. I'm not working and all my days are similar but the Sunday run still feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.000478e9270d2305badc6&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=41.926694,-87.633555&amp;amp;spn=0.027667,0.011952&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.000478e9270d2305badc6&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=41.926694,-87.633555&amp;amp;spn=0.027667,0.011952&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;belmont north loop&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I tried to really warm up and stretch before running. I jogged about some, stretched my right instep a LOT, ran again, stretched again. This felt pretty good. I then ran 2 miles when I started to feel my right instep tighten up. So I stopped by the statue of Ben Franklin and stretched that instep again. A LOT. Then I ran another mile and change and thus pushed the stick a little for TOTAL run eventhough I stopped for a bit at the 2 mile mark. The rest of the 4 mile loop I interchanged walking with short sprints. Feels fun to really run FAST (for me) just to really get everything working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day for it too. 30 degees and sunny. There's ICE on the pond in the park! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just as reported in the Trib today, there are some weird things in Googlemaps. Check out Fullerton St.. . . what? Dundee Rd? Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5457568679090534104?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5457568679090534104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/12/stop-coughing-and-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5457568679090534104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5457568679090534104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/12/stop-coughing-and-run.html' title='Stop coughing and run. . .'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5742028376802251235</id><published>2009-11-17T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:04:50.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two miler</title><content type='html'>OK, it's two miler Tuesday! Ran north to the mile mark and back. No problem. A little stiffness in the right instep again but not enough to slow me (which would be stop). Need another 2 on Thursday, and short run/walk on Saturday and Sunday I think it will be time to move the stick! 4 miles? 5???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, laundry time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5742028376802251235?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5742028376802251235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-miler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5742028376802251235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5742028376802251235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-miler.html' title='two miler'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2208739920296094951</id><published>2009-11-17T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:50:16.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday run</title><content type='html'>HEY, a good run! I ran a 3 mile course that I laid out on google maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004785a5dcc16c51dbf5&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=41.50425,-88.177336&amp;amp;spn=0.013466,0.016973&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107353068406445198062.0004785a5dcc16c51dbf5&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=41.50425,-88.177336&amp;amp;spn=0.013466,0.016973&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;andrea 3 mile run&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, and yet not for the first time, I had the experience of feeling pretty crappy for the first 2 miles and then my breathing finally settled down and the last mile was easier than either of the first two. It seems like it takes forever for my body to settle into the run. Coach Leah says this is not unusual and she often had rottten first 2 miles on long runs of 15 or more. I have to run at LEAST 2 miles this coming week on my tuesday, thursday runs and then do another 3 or more on Sunday. It's really time to up the miles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2208739920296094951?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2208739920296094951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2208739920296094951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2208739920296094951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-run.html' title='sunday run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2216010449165123436</id><published>2009-11-13T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:33:40.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday run</title><content type='html'>OK, An easy mile and a walk/run back. Ran north past the tennis courts to the mile mark from Belmont Harbor. A little stiffness in my right instep again so I didn't press. Want to do a good 3 on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back I watched a mom teaching a very small little boy how to hit the tennis ball. She bounced the ball and then swung his racket by holding his hand which held the racket so he'd get the idea. After several of these he took the ball himself. Walked up to the net and dropped it over from his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, if you want  to deposit tennis balls in the other court this probably is the most sensible way! Another Agassi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very BEST Chicago running weather. Wish I was going farther (further?) but so it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2216010449165123436?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2216010449165123436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2216010449165123436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2216010449165123436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-run.html' title='Friday run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6527301214948749428</id><published>2009-11-11T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:01:58.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some title...</title><content type='html'>Haven't written in awhile. Running has sort of plateaued for now. I get out there 2-3 times a week and wheeze through a couple of miles. I need a goal. Coach Leah has some good ideas for short and long term goals which will require and actual training schedule. I'm looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to today's run it was ok. I ran north to the end of Belmont Harbor and then just followed it around back south. You then come to the opening to the harbor and have to turn around. . . or swim. I turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the gaps in my running have been caused by dealing with elder Welty in Florida. That has been a very mentally diverting endeavour. For me, there's no way a son can look at his 93 year old dad and not wonder. . . what's in store for me? What do I do now to avert whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point my dad said, "Where's everbody running too? What's with all the running?" On one hand he may be right. You're going to get there soon enough. What's the rush! On the other hand I feel like saying (but never would) that I'm running at 59 so that I'm walking at 93. Of course getting there is the first trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, running out of time? Sure, we all are if you want to look at it that way. But what a beautiful day it was today. And today, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing broke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody died  &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The official toast on Enee Marie after a safe passage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6527301214948749428?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6527301214948749428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6527301214948749428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6527301214948749428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-title.html' title='some title...'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-388220163185343767</id><published>2009-10-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T05:15:52.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still at it!</title><content type='html'>Yes, still at it but I've fallen off of any kind of regular schedule. I need that AND I think I need a better goal . . . like maybe a 5k soon. Soon ish. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Leah helped me buy some awesome running gear for the cooler Chicago weather. Nice and light but WARM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got a little busy for a bit and ignored my running and now I'm going to be on a better schedule. I'm going to run Tues, Thursday, Friday or Saturday with a short one, and long run on Sunday. I have a 5 mile course for Sunday and have the goal of completing the whole thing. I really like the route which actually helps a little I think. From Belmont to the chess tables at North Ave. on the outside, lake path and then return by taking the foot bridge to the inside path back to Belmont. I've run all the way to the chess tables and now I have to start bring the stick home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice run/walk yesterday on that very route. When I was just starting at Belmont harbor there was a red hulled sailboat with it's mast down chugging out through the channel. I ran about a mile, walked a bit, ran some more, walked, and ran to the chess tables. Great view of the city there and look who's coming around the bend? The red sailboat! Man oh man, sailboats ARE slow if they can't beat me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the chess tables a couple started talking to me. They wanted to know all about the lake. They were from southern California. . . where ever THAT is. Anyway as happens often for people who have not seen our lake before they are surprised that they can't see across it. The word 'lake' produces a certain image in people's minds that doesn't include a 350 mile long, 85 mile across inland sea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-388220163185343767?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/388220163185343767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-at-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/388220163185343767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/388220163185343767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-at-it.html' title='Still at it!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8659973339841375950</id><published>2009-09-18T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:11:53.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 2 Too.</title><content type='html'>Got my 2 miles in 2 day. Looks like I missed a day this week but don't think that will ruin anything for my Sunday 3. We move in2 our new quarters 2day on Sheridan Road just south of Belmont. This puts me 1 block from the path! Looking forward 2 that but want 2 stick with my walking warm up before running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pain again 2day and ran north and found the sticker for the 1 mile mark right where coach Leah 2ld me it was. Another GREAT weather day in Chicago. Can't get enough of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BEARS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8659973339841375950?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8659973339841375950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-2-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8659973339841375950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8659973339841375950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-2-too.html' title='Another 2 Too.'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-1840162935100827541</id><published>2009-09-15T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:31:51.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem Solved?</title><content type='html'>Yeah! After a few crappy runs in a row (don't think about the phrase '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crappy runs&lt;/span&gt;') I walked/ran to the lakefront on Sunday and then stretched for about 5 minutes. I especially tried to stretch my calves and insteps as that was what was tightening up on me. I put the thought in my head that the Sunday run was for me to run 3 miles NO MATTER WHAT. I'd have to fall puking on the ground to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran 3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't fall nor puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NO PAIN. I think going out the door and basically hitting it with no leg warm up was the mistake. Now today I did the same but ran about 2 miles instead of 3 as is the during-the-week plan. I say about 2 because I ran north instead of south from Belmont. I ran as far as the tennis courts but had yet to see any mileage sign. So I turned around there and ran back. Come to think of it that means I only ran to Addison which is only a half mile from Belmont. Ooops! I'll go the whole 2 tomorrow. Felt good though and fun to run with the Dad Run play-lists that my coach put together for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts While Running. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach sent me a link to &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2009/09/14/tv-archive-with-3-da.html"&gt;the original broadcasts from 9/11&lt;/a&gt; from all over the world. Takes you back and still hard to look at. I just about can't remember what air travel was like before that day. At the time I remember we were all waiting for the next attack. The Golden Gate bridge? White House? Wrigley Field! And then nothing happened. Did nothing happen because we slammed the door after the horse got away or did these fundamentalist idiots fire all of their bullets in one day. I tend to think the later but of course you can never go backwards. Maybe some new technology will come along so that we don't have to take off our shoes and run our luggage through the x-ray machine (or how about NO carry-ons!) but we'll have to inspect passengers as they board from now far, far off into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are we safer now than we were before 9/11? Well, obviously we weren't safe at all before 9/11. Certainly it is going to be nearly impossible for an idiot to drive a plane into a building again. But are we fundamentally safer? America is still so big and so open. You can go onto any bus or subway with no inspection. You can drive cars and trucks all over the damn place. How are we safe from any of those possible avenues of attack? I think the fact that we really are not coupled with the fact that nothing has happened since 9/11 supports the idea that we might BE safer or as safe as we were before 9/11. Except. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the WHOLE WORLD on our side after 9/11 except for some creeps living in caves in Afghanistan. We had the support and therefore the chance of a lifetime to build some real coalitions to make the whole world safer from idiots. Right. And what did we do? We invaded Iraq which provably had NOTHING to do with 9/11 and thereby got the whole world to hate us again many times over. Nice going. A chance gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the islands as we have for the last 4 years the common question to us from people from other countries really boils down to this: What the hell is America doing? What's wrong with you people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. We're just crazy that way I guess. What we've learned maybe is that if you drive planes into our buildings SOMEONE is going to pay big time. Doesn't matter if it was their fault or not. We will just lash out and we have some very big sticks to lash out with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-1840162935100827541?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/1840162935100827541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-solved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1840162935100827541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/1840162935100827541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-solved.html' title='Problem Solved?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5590349351289434676</id><published>2009-09-04T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:11:01.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't Never Satisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last night I dreamed I made it to the promise land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was standin' at the gate and I had the key in my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saint Peter said "Come on in boy, you're finally home" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said "No thanks Pete, I'll just be moving along"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's from my favorite guy, Steve Earle and the theme of today's run. (Running with iPod again.) It seems each run besides being my training for the marathon is a chance to ruminate about. . . well, where ever my tiny brain wanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't never satisfied. I guess I'm not. Some people probably think I had it made in the shade a few years ago. I was making good money. I had summers off. I owned my own boat outright and could live and cruise on it all summer.  I have great kids that are fun to be with. House was nearly paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all making me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already done all that! I'd already been in every harbor and bay on Lake Michigan. I had certainly lived in Des Plaines long enough! I desperately wanted to sail over the horizon. So I (we) did. Couldn't have done it with out  shipmate, Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Chicago now but that's not really ENOUGH, Oh NO! I have to train for a marathon as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the same way with teaching too. I don't think I ever had two years that were the same. I was never satisfied with my own teaching. Never will be either! Being never satisfied isn't such a bad thing and it is the direct opposite if being "all set" which is many people's goal and that's not a bad one either. Sure as hell there are times when things get rocky that I wish I was more like them. . . but that ain't going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there's always going to be something else. I hope so. Some other horizon to sail over. Some other crazy thing to try. I hope I can keep that up right to the end. Then I'll be all set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, right leg still cramping up at about 1 mile. I think I'll take several days off and see what that does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5590349351289434676?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5590349351289434676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/aint-never-satisfied.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5590349351289434676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5590349351289434676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/aint-never-satisfied.html' title='Ain&apos;t Never Satisfied'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5017135360020495501</id><published>2009-09-02T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:07:44.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops</title><content type='html'>Whoops, I think I missed a couple of runs. . .let's see. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. .. I had a very nice run at the lake front on Sunday. Made my 3 miles again and felt better than the previous week. Must be good coaching! I think having coach with me keeps me going. Don't want her to see me walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Monday off and then laid out a 2 mile course on google - my maps which is fun to do with their measuring tool. Tuesday's two miler was ok but my right calf got crampy again. Ran through it so no big deal until. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same cramp cut today's run short. At the one mile mark I felt like I had a steak knife sticking out of my right calf. What the hell? Tried to stretch it out and get going again but no go. Walked and limp-ran the rest of the way. Got to get over this. Coach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I moved all our stuff into the apartment at 3600 Lake Shore Drive yesterday only to find out that the building would not support us, give us keys, or send up visitors. I thought this was all set up and I blame myself for not checking on these snakes myself instead of leaving it to someone else. I never learn. So I hauled everything back to the coach's apt. We'll take the next place on our list which is at 3120 or so Sheridan. That should happen in a week or so. Sigh. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5017135360020495501?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5017135360020495501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5017135360020495501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5017135360020495501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoops.html' title='Whoops'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-8213628813256021842</id><published>2009-08-28T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:02:45.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for another 3?</title><content type='html'>Ran west to Racine, north to Waveland, east to Halsted. . . then I started walking a little. Stiffness in my right instep and calf. I guess I only have one leg to stand on!  Coach said no problem. Still good to go on Sunday for our standard 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed our lease today for the apartment on 3600 LSD. That's just a few hundred yards from the lake front path so many nice runs to come. We move in on Tuesday. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago Story. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked from the loop to UIC yesterday. Just thought it would be fun to walk around my old campus and it was. It was the same and very different at the same time and much improved over the concrete monstrosity that it was in the early 70's. Visited the Alumnae office just to say hi and then on down to SES (Science and Engineering South) where the physics department lives. Yeah it lives but I fear all my profs are dead. I guess 34 years will do that! Still interesting to sit in the old places. The same but different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get home I took the Halsted bus north to Belmont which I had taken about a thousand times before. Once again everything the same and different at the same time. At one stop I looked up and a ramp magically appeared out of the floor of the bus for a woman in a wheel chair. The bus lowered a little to make it easier. A person sitting in the handicap section got up and flipped that seat up to make it accommodate the chair. The woman rolled on and the ramp disappeared back into the floor. The driver asked if she was locked in and yes she was and away we went. This all took about as long as it would take to board about 3 people walking aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me remember when there were fairly hot debates about how much it was going to cost to make buses (and sidewalks, restaurants, public buildings, etc) accessible to the disabled. This was completely backwards thinking. Things were unthinkingly designed to exclude a subset of the population. It's not that it was going to cost MORE to redesign the buses it's that they were mistakenly built at a bargain by making them inaccessible to a fraction of the population. Turns out with a little ingenuity it's not that hard to make a bus easy to roll on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At North Avenue the driver got out of his seat and walked back down the aisle saying he just had to take care of something. What the. . . ? He left the bus at the rear door telling us that he was sorry but he just HAD to go to the bathroom! He went into the Borders there while we waited patiently with the engine running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in Chicago?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-8213628813256021842?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/8213628813256021842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/ready-for-another-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8213628813256021842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/8213628813256021842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/ready-for-another-3.html' title='Ready for another 3?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2282824575602968385</id><published>2009-08-26T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:53:31.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeee</title><content type='html'>My schedule got a little backed up due to not really running on Monday so I ran AGAIN today even though I ran yesterday. As they say in the islands, 'No worries, mon". I THINK this was about 2 miles. Ran east as usual but turned north on Halsted to Addison, to Sheffield and back. Felt like about 2 and I felt great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll run 2 on Friday and 3 big ones on Sunday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is working Leah! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2282824575602968385?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2282824575602968385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2282824575602968385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2282824575602968385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheeeee.html' title='Wheeeee'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-573888809793373641</id><published>2009-08-25T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:53:25.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad and the Good</title><content type='html'>After my 3 mile run on Sunday my coach came up with a great game plan. Run two miles Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and then 3  miles on Sundays. Do this until your head explodes! She says this is a good way to lay down a good base and so that you'll always know you can run 3 miles...perhaps even from mile 23 to 26!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out yesterday afternoon for my 2 miler. No. See, I take blood pressure medicine in the morning and in the afternoon it is really kicking in which means it takes increases in blood pressure (climbing stairs, accelerating, even standing up quickly) and drives blood into my kidneys which is mostly away from my brain. So I get light headed and have to do stuff slowly. Now I run damn slow but it seem running in the afternoon is out. Usually I take the pills right after my run in the morning. Satisfies the once a day thing but doesn't put me in the trick bag for running. So I quick the run after 2 blocks. I could tell it wasn't going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today then I got out there this morning around 8. Nice two miler to the lake and back. No problem. Calves are a little stiff but that may be running on concrete instead of gravel and has NOTHING to do with being 59! Breathing was good the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try the same tomorrow to get back on schedule and allow for walking since I'll not have the usual day off in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a plan so THANKS COACH LEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way. . . Chicago is nice and flat although it is a bit uphill when running east toward the lake until you get to Clark Street then it is downhill to the lake. I can't find a good source for this but in my brain is the little 'fact' that rain to the west of clark street drains ultimately to the Mississippi River while rain to the east goes to the lake. That means that Lake Michigan doesn't collect much more rain that what falls on the Lake itself. But I could be wrong! Anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-573888809793373641?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/573888809793373641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/bad-and-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/573888809793373641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/573888809793373641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/bad-and-good.html' title='The Bad and the Good'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4702313726818541599</id><published>2009-08-23T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:00:46.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>Yep, I made my goal of running the 3 mile course on the lake front path non-stop. I walked the mile to the path and even ran a little to 'warm up'. Stretched some too before I took off. Take off is probably not the right wording. I began to shuffle! No I ran but didn't feel very good for most of the run. I was sucking air after about 200 yards and never really settled into a nice rhythm. I don't know. Seems like I can't get it all going at the same time: Legs, breathing, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did it and it wasn't too ugly. I'm just looking for a time when there is a more enjoyable part to the run. I've experienced this in the past where you just feel like you're going for a ride on your legs. I'm hoping for that again and I think will happen if I just keep plugging away. I'll stick with this distance in the coming week but maybe go the other way on the path just to mix things up a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4702313726818541599?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4702313726818541599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/mission-accomplished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4702313726818541599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4702313726818541599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission Accomplished!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4021397660889722743</id><published>2009-08-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:27:24.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete Legs</title><content type='html'>Ugh...I think I may need an extra day off. My legs feel like concrete. Ran the mile to the lakefront on Belmont and then a mile south on the path and then....I was about done. Ran back to the water fountain and then mostly walked the rest. Maybe I should have eaten something? I forgot to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next run Sunday and that gives me that extra day. I WILL run the 3 miles on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for DAMN sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4021397660889722743?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4021397660889722743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/concrete-legs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4021397660889722743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4021397660889722743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/concrete-legs.html' title='Concrete Legs'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4086333750879241979</id><published>2009-08-18T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:34:21.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Run</title><content type='html'>As prescribed by &lt;a href="http://jasonleahrun.blogspot.com/"&gt;my coach&lt;/a&gt; I walked to the lake and tried to repeat the Sunday run with a hunk tagged on. Mission accomplished. I felt like Mr. Concrete Legs the first mile. Good for me to keep digging. . . right? Second mile felt fine and I started walking with about a half mile to go on the 3 mile run.  A little farther (further?) than the Sunday run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I really don't like the 1 mile walk to the lake but coach said I should keep the 1 mile walk afterward for a 'cool down'. Maybe I could run from here, do 3 miles total,  and still end at Belmont and the lake and walk the 1 mile back. I'll give this route another shot on Thursday, a short run on Saturday and then nail it on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course no matter how I feel the city and the running path are awesome. Looking forward to getting to longer runs to get by the lake and go further (farther?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4086333750879241979?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4086333750879241979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4086333750879241979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4086333750879241979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-run.html' title='Just Another Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-5199049107385765358</id><published>2009-08-16T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:32:34.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Sunday Run</title><content type='html'>Sunday runs are the best. I don't know why. I guess you get a day off from work before that and you know you're not working all day on Sunday as well. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah, Jason and I walked to the lake front and ran south. Coach (Leah) planned a 2 mile run for us but as the 1 mile turnaround approached she said, 'Let's go another half to make it 3 miles'. OK. And it WAS ok. I felt good all day but did opt to do a little run/walk the last 3/4 mile or so. I still like to have quality runs and don't want to just be dragging my sorry ass the last hunk of any run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have a good goal for the week. I'll run that same loop on Tuesday and Thursday and try to move the stick. I'll go for a little run, a mile or so, on Saturday and then next Sunday complete the whole loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to run on the flat gravel on the lakefront.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-5199049107385765358?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/5199049107385765358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-sunday-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5199049107385765358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/5199049107385765358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-sunday-run.html' title='A Nice Sunday Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4649407699384786154</id><published>2009-08-14T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:13:32.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Ball Park!</title><content type='html'>I swore I'd post after every run so. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RAN! To the lake and then north to Addison to the ballpark. Thought maybe my old friend Will might be working at Bernies but I was too early. Ran and walked some. The Chicago weather as been spectacular for running this week. Hope to run maybe tomorrow and Sunday. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need for more concrete goals now either distance or time. Just keeping my legs working every other day becomes boring. Well, my coach will get on that. . . be careful what you wish for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the ball park now. Looks like the Cubs desperately need our help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4649407699384786154?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4649407699384786154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-ball-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4649407699384786154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4649407699384786154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-ball-park.html' title='To the Ball Park!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-3412392633083826829</id><published>2009-08-11T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:26:00.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Hi to Old People</title><content type='html'>Nice morning for a run (New shoes are great - thanks again Leah!) and I ran east on School St and then on Melrose to Sheridan and then back on Belmont. Walked a little on the way back. Near the library on Belmont there was an old woman with one of those deluxe walkers coming my way. Now in Grenada there is a protocol for saying good morning. Walkers passing on the street say good morning. It is on the white guy usually to initiate: "Morning". MORNing"! Like that. Very British. When entering a room or a bus where people already are it is incumbant on the enterer to say good morning and the entire room then follows up. This can be disconcerting before you are hip to the rules as when you enter, say, a waiting room, all eyes will turn to you expectantly. . . What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America we mostly don't say hi. There's too many of us and we're too busy with iPods, twittering, iPhones, etc. That's ok too and it's not a big deal. But this woman was old and all alone and I just got back from Grenada so I gave her a nice MORNING with gusto. She lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning and how are you".&lt;br /&gt;"Old and slow, I responded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said more but I was past her (Running FAST you know). I waved and continued on. I was imagining her having lived in that neighborhood (Belmont/Broadway) most of her life and through a time period where she probably knew half the people there and everyone said hi. So that was nice and I'm glad I said hi. Probably should have stopped and talked a little too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand if any wise-ass 30 year old says hi to me with a mopey, pitiful smile on their face I'm going kick their ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-3412392633083826829?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/3412392633083826829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/saying-hi-to-old-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3412392633083826829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/3412392633083826829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/saying-hi-to-old-people.html' title='Saying Hi to Old People'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-4328819774454678686</id><published>2009-08-09T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T06:29:57.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Chicago Run</title><content type='html'>I'm BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this statement had a little less media attention than when MJ said same but still I am back in the Windy City. We arrived Thursday with cat in tow and minus one bag but that arrived  the next day so no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to be in my home town. It's hot here but I don't notice! I can do hot. . . winter may take a little adjustment though. Already had some nice little big city moments. . . just walking down Randolph street and turning into a Borders. (Bought the Pete Hamill book, North River.) Listening to an old black man sing the great Sam Cooke song, 'Change is Gonna Come', down in the subway. Riding the EL. It's fast again! Chicago people...I notice how open Chicago (and maybe American) faces are compared to island people. Nothing bad. The island people are mostly very friendly (if they don't have to serve you beer) but when you walk down the street their faces seem closed. Sort of a blank look. Chicago faces are big and fat. Many have a big stupid smile pasted on them for no apparent reason other than, perhaps, because it is August and not February. There is a street fair going on about 100 yards from my daughter's apartment. I went there yesterday and listened to the live music (no rap!), had a beer and a corn dog. I LOVE corn dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the run! Yep, ran in my new shoes today. What a difference new shoes make. Maybe ran a mile and half or so. Nice and FLAT! My coach will soon be putting me on a more structured running schedule. Bring it ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-4328819774454678686?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/4328819774454678686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-chicago-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4328819774454678686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/4328819774454678686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-chicago-run.html' title='First Chicago Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-6256384784370494925</id><published>2009-07-28T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:43:25.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Run - B+</title><content type='html'>Some observations from today's run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A marked change in the effect on me due to hills. Wasn't doing that crazy cheek flapping breathing on the way up and my recovery once I reached the peaks was very quick. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;2. No rum the night before. Hmmm..., connected to #1? Nah!&lt;br /&gt;3. Sue recently said she thought it was really neat that I was sticking with it so long (been a month and change!). This made me think about thoughts that once thought can't be un-thunk. This whole traveling around on a sailboat was something that looked do-able and once we had that thought we just couldn't not do it! Didn't want to live into old age and try to tell people how we really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; have sailed to the Caribbean but we jus didn't. No. Similarly, now that I've had the thought to run the 2010 marathon and I've passed all my heart check tests and cannot now un-think it! it's a really nice (and tall!) long range goal. Once past 60 I doubt that I would go for a first marathon but if I make this one AT 60 I may run more. Who knows and only one way to find out!&lt;br /&gt;4. Got to get new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;5. Funny how I felt like I might be able to make it the whole way today including the bitch of a last hill. My mind said keep running but then suddenly my body vetoed that and just started walking. No conscious thought like "think I'll stop now". Weird and probably a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;6. I miss running with music. iPod won't charge but I may look for a 'shuffle' soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, next run Thursday. Think I'll stick with my hills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-6256384784370494925?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/6256384784370494925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-run-b.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6256384784370494925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/6256384784370494925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-run-b.html' title='Tuesday Run - B+'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7215789521120793516</id><published>2009-07-26T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:07:21.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Run</title><content type='html'>A good little work out today. I ran my usual route (hilly) but added about 200 yards to the end. From there it is long and gradual uphill run for about a quarter or half mile. So I did that and the other uphill parts by sprinting (well, what I call sprinting) at about 3/4 top speed to a mark maybe 50 yards ahead and then walking another 50 or so yards and repeat. Good way to get the hills out of the way and get my legs moving a little more than they do on just my regular (slow) pace. Ran that regular pace on the flats and downhill parts back to the finish. Felt pretty good today. Cooler here today than usual and that helps a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next run is Tuesday. Maybe run up that long incline from the turnaround point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note on shoes. . . I'm wearing a worn out pair of my son-in-law's that I got more than a year ago. The stuffing is coming out of the insides and the soles feel like I'm running on 1/8 inch thick cardboard. Can't wait to get some new kicks when I hit Chicago in 11 days! I'll probably start snapping of 6 and 7 minutes miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, good luck said son-in-law &lt;a href="http://jasonleahrun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt; as he finishes up his training for an upcoming half marathon. 1:59 Jason! You can DO it! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, the link is to Leah and Jason's running blog. . . but it's mostly about babies right now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7215789521120793516?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7215789521120793516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7215789521120793516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7215789521120793516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-run.html' title='Sunday Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-525861354948640600</id><published>2009-07-23T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:31:34.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>I take (long chemical name in this spot) for high blood pressure. Yesterday, I forgot, semi-on purpose to take the meds. This allowed for an experiment that I've been needing to do which is see what my blood pressure is without the meds. So last night I measured my blood pressure (I have my own device). Nope. Still high - 140/97.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning then I took my medication and THEN went out running. Usually I take the medication later in the morning but what's the diff, right. Well, the diff is that these pills are apparently somewhat acidic. Mix that with a cup of joe and some orange juice and I got some nice acid indigestion while running! Ouch! Stopped running after about 10 minutes and then ran/walked for another 30 or so until I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not a complete waste as I gained some information. I'll keep the experiment going of not taking meds on Wednesday and measuring BP Wednesday night. Trying to remove all salt from my diet and eat lots of fresh meat, fruits and veggies. Some people CAN lower their own blood pressure this way but some can't. So, I'll just keep plugging away and see what I can do. Next run Saturday. Hope that's a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other thoughts while running/walking. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks we'll be back in Chicago. We are so excited about our return and about being grandparents. I'm trying hard to really enjoy my Caribbean lifestyle, weather, and my boat for these last several days. On that note I am wondering how I take some of this lifestyle back with me or - KISIC -Keeping It Simple In Chicago! What would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time spent down by the water watching the boats. This is what we do whether we like it or not down here and I want to keep at it! Shouldn't be too hard. We'll be living with a view of the Lake and a short walk to the shore and to Belmont Harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading. Just because we will have a TV in the apartment doesn't mean I have to give up my hours of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Enjoying a day. Not filling a day off with a thousand errands but rather just going for a walk in the Chicago neighborhoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can probably add to this list and will do so as things occur to me. That's all for today mon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-525861354948640600?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/525861354948640600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/lesson-learned.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/525861354948640600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/525861354948640600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2953362704433054243</id><published>2009-07-21T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T04:09:47.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it!</title><content type='html'>First of all I made passing grade on my stress test. I'm good to go! My parallel goal with this training is to knock down my blood pressure via diet (goodbye Pringles, Gardettos, french fries, canned hash. . . sniff) and the training. Blood pressure is good now WITH the medication. So, doc suggested not taking it on an off day and see what my blood pressure is now. Hopefully I can begin to bring it down and dump the medicine or at least lower the dosage. Stress test was fun. Running on a treadmill with a bunch of wires hanging off of me. Based on age, weight, height, etc. the machine predicts a peak heart rate for me of 161. I reached that after running on the treadmill up 'hill' for a bit. Doc says that as I get more fit it will take longer and longer to reach that heart rate. When I get to the states I think I'll invest in one of those heart monitors. Seeing that increase in time to the peak would be a nice carrot to put in front of me. I need those. Now on to today's run. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it! Finally got out that at 6 as is my goal. Ran to my far point in 14:45 and completed the course and ran all the way (DAMN hills) in 29:54. Thursday I may just run past my far point as it looks like it stays flat for a long way and run to 30 minutes and then walk/run back. So I guess this all means. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT DEAD YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2953362704433054243?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2953362704433054243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/made-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2953362704433054243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2953362704433054243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/made-it.html' title='Made it!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2569343057576375247</id><published>2009-07-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:48:49.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping In</title><content type='html'>I have to get up! Living on a sailboat in the Caribbean we don't exactly have very tight time schedules. OK, we usually aren't sure what day it is and we never know the date. But now I'm getting serious about running again but running here after the sun get up even a little in the sky is brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my run on Saturday was just so so. I have this route that has hills but they all do. I go up a little at the start and then up steeply for a bit. Then up some gradual. Now there's a long down and up, some flat, and one more up followed by a long easy down or flat to my turnaround point which is at about 15 minutes into the run. I made it there ok but pooped out on the first up I came to! Damn. I nearly completed this course the first time I ran it and now it's been about two weeks and I'm stuck! I have to get out here at 6AM and NO LATER. I can only hope that this hill work will serve me well in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is my stress test at the doc's. I've read that the only people who have died from running or training for a marathon are those who had heart problems and didn't know it. So, I've had an EKG (normal) and an ultrasound (creepy - results at the end of the week) and just have the stress test to do Monday. So assuming that I pass all of this I'll feel like I can start to press myself a little harder and maybe drag my sorry ass up those hills whether I like it or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2569343057576375247?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2569343057576375247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2569343057576375247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2569343057576375247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-in.html' title='Sleeping In'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-7867126030889882956</id><published>2009-07-16T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:18:01.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crappy Run</title><content type='html'>Yes it was a crappy run but not as crappy as it might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the rainy season in Grenada and while that makes things nice and green down here and cleans my deck and fills my water tanks it also causes us close the forward hatch and things get a little hot and close in our forward berth. So I tried to sleep in the cockpit (I live on a sailboat if you just got here) on a folding chair. That worked a little but lots of waking and turning. Back to the actual bed later and then I over slept. It's the rainy season but it's also the it's-hot-as-hell-after-about 7AM season. So I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up at 6 when I usually try to get running. So I had a quick cup of joe, a toast and some pear slices and headed ashore to put in my run knowing it might not bet the best. The running routes from the dinghy dock are all up hill. Of course. I'm starting at sea level! I've found a fairly flat track but it goes through a bunch of industry and it's not very pretty. A more hilly but nicer route takes me up and toward the airport. Nice blacktop path on the road shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, up I went. Didn't feel too bad as I climbed the first couple of hills. I reached the peak of the last hill out bound and headed into the nice long downhill/flat hunk. Then as I neared my farpoint I felt some pressure from the nether regions. This isn't good. I'm far from the boat. I started walking thinking about the Notre Dame victory march . . . " Shake down the thunder. . . ". You get the idea. My body was turning against me in a most uncomfortable way! &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Shit-Woods-Environmentally-Approach/dp/0898156270"&gt;I considered the woods&lt;/a&gt; but having done some rough camping I wasn't really prepared for that endeavour.  So I tried walking and then running a little but running doesn't really describe it. More like mincing which is all you can do while squeezing your buttocks together at about 400 psi. Mostly I 'quickwalked' back to the dinghy and threw myself aboard the boat . . . in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's run was a bust so I may run tomorrow instead. I know what to do before I leave the boat too! Maybe put toilet paper in my hat too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-7867126030889882956?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/7867126030889882956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/crappy-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7867126030889882956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/7867126030889882956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/crappy-run.html' title='A Crappy Run'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2978576298990595615</id><published>2009-07-15T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:45:45.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go</title><content type='html'>Here is LeahC. Daughter of Scott. Future mother of Lucy or Jack (we'll know which tomorrow morning if the baby behaves!). I have run the Chicago marathon three times and have taken the last two years off of marathon training because of PhD thesis writing last year and being pregnant this summer. So next summer is my come back year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad said, "Hey Leah, I think I want to run the marathon in 2010".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said, "Cool, I'll make you a training plan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought...well I'm going to be a few months post partum, and probably won't be down to my fighting weight or speed and so realized that my Dad and I would be at the same pace for training. So I told him that not only does he get a training plan, he gets a training partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of ideas for our training and some goals in mind. It should be fun to run the Chicago marathon with my dad after all those years looking for him as a spectator. I hope I can be inspirational and not too "run your ass off"...thus not being disowned. So here's to a summer of training. Stay tuned for tales from the Chicago streets and trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2978576298990595615?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2978576298990595615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2978576298990595615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2978576298990595615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go'/><author><name>LeahC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12029022855972667159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Tq98pOSH-0/SKrlCqdmDjI/AAAAAAAACbQ/HPIQK9SoTiU/S220/Photo+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781305896958750270.post-2533969136016509851</id><published>2009-07-15T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T04:12:54.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>running in Grenada</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am in Grenada - the southern most island in the Caribbean chain. I live on my sailboat with my wife and cat. Not much sailing right now as we are preparing the boat for living in the boat yard for about 16 months while we go back and work and take care of new grand baby coming in November. So . . .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well get running again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to run quite a bit. Then I'd stop. Then I'd train again. Went like that for years. Running was always there or just over the horizon. Now that I'm sneaking up on 60 I thought I'd make one more push to do what I've not done yet. Run a marathon. I've been a spectator to several Chicago Marathons watching my daughter and her husband run them. It looks awful. I want to feel awful too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's like one of those things that you can't unthink. This sailing adventure is like that. We just couldn't un-think the idea that we could sail from Chicago to the Caribbean. You can. We did. Now I think I can run a marathon. I can't un-think it. So I'm starting to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by running 5 minutes and then run/walk back. That was about 4 weeks ago. Now I'm running 15 minutes outbound and am nearly running all the way back. it is VERY hilly here which is probably good training but a little frustrating as well. My daughter and I call this 'moving the stick'. One time I began to train while we were in Michigan on vacation. I couldn't run very far but I dropped a stick at my far point. Each day I'd pick up the stick on my way by and drop it further down the road hence - 'moving the stick'. Some days the stick didn't move very far and, OK, some days I just kicked it once and started walking but as long as you try to move it forward a little bit you're distance increases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm 59 and haven' run seriously in 4-5 years. I'm going to go in for a heart check soon (medical care is excellent and cheap in Grenada) before I run into trouble. My reading shows that no one dies from running a marathon unless they already had undetected heart problems. So...there. I already have high blood pressure and take some pills for it. I'm hoping that via this training and diet (I'm probably around 195 right now but hope to get down to 180-185 by race time) I can lower my blood pressure naturally and get off the pills. This can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come back often and see how WE are doing. Daughter, Leah, will be training with me and will also be my coach. She is a master at designing training schedules...but she's tough too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781305896958750270-2533969136016509851?l=runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/feeds/2533969136016509851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-in-grenada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2533969136016509851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781305896958750270/posts/default/2533969136016509851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runmarathonmaybe.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-in-grenada.html' title='running in Grenada'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503021039715479802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Y2rbqVcaFk/S_fv9hKn7ZI/AAAAAAAACUU/8_6CDyo699k/S220/Capt.+Science.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
