<?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-3833446987985288693</id><updated>2011-12-28T12:02:29.831-08:00</updated><category term='Chris Botti-Indian Summer'/><category term='runner goals motivation coaching success'/><title type='text'>A Runner's Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The original purpose of this blog is to provide some entertainment and tips for new and not so new runners. It's now evolved to an all purpose blog or repository for stories and pictures.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8838737419224587583</id><published>2011-12-28T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:02:29.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Christmas Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezkKHzUA9AM/Tvt0kaTnRBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wi70C4HgP5w/s1600/tmexicanchilly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezkKHzUA9AM/Tvt0kaTnRBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wi70C4HgP5w/s1600/tmexicanchilly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, you spent the Christmas holidays doing intervals between Nordstroms and the other stores? Ate more than a Offensive Tackle for the local football team?&amp;nbsp; Feeling broke?&amp;nbsp; Then it's time to lace on the sneaks and take those slow and easy steps back to fitness. Also a good time to look at a race calendar, figure out which races you't like to do and plan a training schedule. In my case, my first race won't be until February at the earliest and I'll look at it as a way to gauge my fitness. my peak races are always in the late summer of fall. So my suggestion to you is that if your peak race is after the spring, ease back into training slowly. Slow runs with only one intense workout a week. The key is to not try to get into race fitness as soon as possible. Doing that will result in two things-burnout (if you're lucky) or an injury. So avoid that and take it easy, just like Chilly Willy in the picture. Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8838737419224587583?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8838737419224587583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8838737419224587583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8838737419224587583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8838737419224587583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/12/after-christmas-special.html' title='After Christmas Special'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezkKHzUA9AM/Tvt0kaTnRBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wi70C4HgP5w/s72-c/tmexicanchilly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3417112521154315276</id><published>2011-12-02T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:16:33.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the off season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjCMA1CH5NQ/Ttkxe1nnWYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E66GTtGtb4M/s1600/KirkandMe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjCMA1CH5NQ/Ttkxe1nnWYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E66GTtGtb4M/s320/KirkandMe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for golf at Lincoln Park in San Francisco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61_GWIPfLcc/TtkxrIyJJgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h48qgFpTJBU/s1600/soccer1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61_GWIPfLcc/TtkxrIyJJgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h48qgFpTJBU/s320/soccer1.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing some soccer and work on my Irish tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WMmKW3typA/Ttkx3tqXOFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iph1nwj9_8k/s1600/Copy+of+PacificGrove2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WMmKW3typA/Ttkx3tqXOFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iph1nwj9_8k/s320/Copy+of+PacificGrove2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More golf at the Pacific Grove Golf Links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXI-x53fbhA/TtkyAqzBesI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jHnGvIocIUQ/s1600/onephoto_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXI-x53fbhA/TtkyAqzBesI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jHnGvIocIUQ/s320/onephoto_3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still more golf-hole in one at the Grayson puny muni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3417112521154315276?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3417112521154315276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3417112521154315276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3417112521154315276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3417112521154315276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-off-season.html' title='I love the off season'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjCMA1CH5NQ/Ttkxe1nnWYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E66GTtGtb4M/s72-c/KirkandMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8078913854367761378</id><published>2011-11-02T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:52:06.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Training for Trail Runners part 2</title><content type='html'>BALANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One legged stands-lift one leg and see how long before you start sibling and have to put the leg down, &lt;br /&gt;One legged stands with your eyes closed.No, I'm not kidding. Just don't do it near stairs or a cliff. &lt;br /&gt;If you have access to an Indonesia board, use it. An Indonesia board is a two foot ong piece of wood balanced atop a barrel Rock back and forth. If you want to get creative, stand on it and hold a weight and do some square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planks&lt;br /&gt;Crunches&lt;br /&gt;Dips&lt;br /&gt;Back extensions&lt;br /&gt;All the usual stuff we all know and love&lt;br /&gt;Do these A's often A's possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER SPORTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to swim, try the rock climbing gym, spin class whatever floats your boat. Don't feel guilty about not running. Scott Jurek, the great trail runner, winner of 7 Wester States 100 mile races, takes a couple months off with no running, every off season. So relax and enjoy the off season! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, get off the couch, turn off the TV and get ready for next season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and try to get dome runs in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8078913854367761378?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8078913854367761378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8078913854367761378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8078913854367761378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8078913854367761378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/11/cross-training-for-trail-runners-part-2.html' title='Cross Training for Trail Runners part 2'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1350045118908270190</id><published>2011-11-02T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:36:48.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Training for Trail Runners</title><content type='html'>It was an epic day on Mount Diablo. Just me, running the trails and hundreds of bunnie rabbits. Instead of patting myself on the back for deciding to take a day off, I thought about the off season and doing the cross training we runners all tell ourselves we're going to do and don't. I decided that for trail runners, there are things that can always be improved upon. These are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Agility&lt;br /&gt;2) leg strength&lt;br /&gt;3) Balance &lt;br /&gt;3) Core strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions for off season workouts (November to February) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGILITY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump rope-keep the feet low to the ground, jump for one to three minutes, rest and repeat&lt;br /&gt;Step ups on a bench or platform &lt;br /&gt;Slalom runs-set up objects on the ground approximate three feet apart and run sprints &lt;br /&gt;Stair sprints-moving your feet A's fast A's possible, run up and down flights of stairs, focus on being quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEG STRENGTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the gym you go, leg presses, leg extensions, use all the leg machines, while doing these with your iPod, remember to thank Steve Jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Long jumps-stand, bend the knees and jump out, do over a dozen times. Don't be shocked if you find yourself exhausted doing these, then try them with one leg&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's back to the stairs. Jump up one or two stairs with both legs at the same time. You'll hate me now, but, you'll think fond of me when you pass all those frat boys on the hills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1350045118908270190?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1350045118908270190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1350045118908270190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1350045118908270190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1350045118908270190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/11/cross-training-for-trail-runners.html' title='Cross Training for Trail Runners'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5078399850649590849</id><published>2011-10-11T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:47:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun time in Portland</title><content type='html'>If you run, whether it's a 5K up to an ultra marathon, you need to race in Oregon. Imagine being surrounded by thousands of runners and being able to run on the streets without fearing for your life. We stayed in the downtown Hilton, where the expo was located. Very nice swag, great tech shirt and other goodies. Spent a half an hour chatting with Frank Shorter, the 1972 Olympic gold medalist in the marathon. We mostly talked about work, his hike in the hills above Portland and his bum right knee. Very bright and interesting guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race went well. A light drizzle, nothing serious. Crowded from beginning to end. Ran a consistent 8 minute pace for a 3:35, 18th in my age group. The biggest reward for me was knowing I was able to focus the entire race even when things got grim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5078399850649590849?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5078399850649590849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5078399850649590849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5078399850649590849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5078399850649590849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-time-in-portland.html' title='fun time in Portland'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8194598607165964462</id><published>2011-10-04T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:29:18.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RACE WEEK</title><content type='html'>It's the Tuesday before the Portland Marathon and the future is cloudy. Woke up with a cold on Sunday morning. I responded by vegging all day Sunday and knocking myself out with Nyquil-on of the world's greatest inventions. The forecast for the race is rain and since it's Oregon, there will be lots of rain and it will be cold. I've been through this before, many times in fact. The deal is that its been years since I've raced in Oregon in the fall-college in fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4Z0GBSfMg/TosmNh6H6rI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eH7NBzRDLsc/s1600/imageCA6QCWGC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4Z0GBSfMg/TosmNh6H6rI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eH7NBzRDLsc/s1600/imageCA6QCWGC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's obviously I'm suffering from pre-race jitters, the ones that all racers get. "Have I trained enough?" "Am I sick, injured?" "Why is my calf hurting?"&amp;nbsp; The usual. It's not unexpected and I know I'll be ready by Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8194598607165964462?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8194598607165964462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8194598607165964462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8194598607165964462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8194598607165964462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/10/race-week.html' title='RACE WEEK'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4Z0GBSfMg/TosmNh6H6rI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eH7NBzRDLsc/s72-c/imageCA6QCWGC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2283055624617889005</id><published>2011-09-23T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T11:30:33.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sublime ending to the 2011 Season for the Oakland A's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtGkz3bhAog/TnzOvsWZX7I/AAAAAAAAANo/7jKWHjUtRQM/s1600/yard9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtGkz3bhAog/TnzOvsWZX7I/AAAAAAAAANo/7jKWHjUtRQM/s320/yard9.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mixing the awful (dental appointment) with the great, (A's game), on my day off resulted in some serious reflection between innings of the A's vs. Texas game. This season I went to more games than I have since my college days when tickets were cheap and I had more free time than I needed. To my delight, my wife the lovely one became an A's fan and we spent some great time together at the games. She teases me that I am like Jimmy Fallon's character in "Fever Pitch."&amp;nbsp; I might be, but, I haven't been able to find an Oakland A's shower curtain, but, I'm still looking. &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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJaxgjk6lNM/TnzPxZNSoPI/AAAAAAAAANs/hMiAk05wNCk/s1600/BradPittAs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJaxgjk6lNM/TnzPxZNSoPI/AAAAAAAAANs/hMiAk05wNCk/s320/BradPittAs.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It may be a long cold winter until spring training. But I've already put down my deposit for season tickets for next year. Also, Hollywood, or more specifically, Brad Pitt have produced a movie about Billy Beane and the 2002 Athletics. I hope the movie creates more fans because we sure do need more bodies out at the ballpark!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JX8wtZBwHhE/TnzQPzpt_zI/AAAAAAAAANw/4NKlTkuaWi8/s1600/Coliseum2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JX8wtZBwHhE/TnzQPzpt_zI/AAAAAAAAANw/4NKlTkuaWi8/s1600/Coliseum2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't set the date yet for my annual Baseball Movie Film Festival, but announcements should be made shortly. In the meantime, I will gaze fondly at the above photo and I hope you do too until pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2283055624617889005?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2283055624617889005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2283055624617889005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2283055624617889005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2283055624617889005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/09/sublime-ending-to-2011-season-for.html' title='A sublime ending to the 2011 Season for the Oakland A&apos;s.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtGkz3bhAog/TnzOvsWZX7I/AAAAAAAAANo/7jKWHjUtRQM/s72-c/yard9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-55517016919246931</id><published>2011-09-14T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:19:36.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Escape from Reality</title><content type='html'>Most of my summer was spent working on my backyard. We decided to make some major changes and I am so glad we did. Now when I come home from work, I go outside and sit on the swing and read or watch netflix movies on my ipad, enjoying the cool breeze and the quiet. Here's a sampleer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngLbBrdDuwI/TnDuf1O0hBI/AAAAAAAAANY/Nqd9VTWfgjg/s1600/yard8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngLbBrdDuwI/TnDuf1O0hBI/AAAAAAAAANY/Nqd9VTWfgjg/s320/yard8.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What used to be grass, weeds and bare dirt is now this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppq8l6OdgXU/TnDuuh5T6HI/AAAAAAAAANc/GeyhhM2yQ6E/s1600/yard7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppq8l6OdgXU/TnDuuh5T6HI/AAAAAAAAANc/GeyhhM2yQ6E/s320/yard7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhxGvZhUqRE/TnDu6xXZoNI/AAAAAAAAANg/nAbOjAApJCM/s1600/yard2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhxGvZhUqRE/TnDu6xXZoNI/AAAAAAAAANg/nAbOjAApJCM/s320/yard2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pB5iem66c8A/TnDvKPxJtpI/AAAAAAAAANk/TG1RaLj1r8c/s1600/yard5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pB5iem66c8A/TnDvKPxJtpI/AAAAAAAAANk/TG1RaLj1r8c/s320/yard5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-55517016919246931?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/55517016919246931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=55517016919246931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/55517016919246931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/55517016919246931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-escape-from-reality.html' title='My Escape from Reality'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngLbBrdDuwI/TnDuf1O0hBI/AAAAAAAAANY/Nqd9VTWfgjg/s72-c/yard8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8043054977065595235</id><published>2011-09-13T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:30:39.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Long Time!</title><content type='html'>Back again to post an update. Since my last post, I've run in a view trail races, ran the Oakland Half Marathon in 1:31 finishing 2nd in my age group, ran the 100th running of the Bay to Breakers in 50:14 and most recently, 30K trail race in Oakland where I finished 1st in my age group only because I was running against myself. My next race is the Portland Marathon in October, the first travel race I've done with my wife which is why I am starting up with this blog again, so I can chronicle our trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjlQuSjo_sk/Tm-9Ws5EF2I/AAAAAAAAANU/wSyKJlB1XCM/s1600/2001BaytoBreake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjlQuSjo_sk/Tm-9Ws5EF2I/AAAAAAAAANU/wSyKJlB1XCM/s320/2001BaytoBreake.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've also been coaching a few runners for their own races which gives me a chance to write or say the word "I" less often. It was very satisfying seeing them reach their goals. It is true that men tend to do a poor job at running easy on "easy" days and that some women aren't so good at pushing themselves when running becomes painful.&amp;nbsp;That said, it was a great experience and I am hoping to do more coaching in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8043054977065595235?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8043054977065595235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8043054977065595235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8043054977065595235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8043054977065595235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been a Long Time!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjlQuSjo_sk/Tm-9Ws5EF2I/AAAAAAAAANU/wSyKJlB1XCM/s72-c/2001BaytoBreake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1400510239496938641</id><published>2011-04-11T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:27:53.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intervals</title><content type='html'>With the Bay to Breakers a mere 5 weeks away, it was time for some speed work, so off to the local track I went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of my high school track came flooding back as I warmed up. Familiar red cinder track crunching under my feet, I regained 35 years. Almost empty, except for one dog walker, I remembered going into oxygen debt on the 3rd lap, the elbows thrown while jockeying for position and the black spots in my eyes as I sprinted around the last curve to the homestretch. Today, I ran my intervals, not as fast as in high School or college, but the pain was oh so familiar. I could have worked at the state of the art track at the other high school in town&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1400510239496938641?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1400510239496938641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1400510239496938641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1400510239496938641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1400510239496938641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/04/intervals.html' title='Intervals'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8799774003722642082</id><published>2011-03-28T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:02:36.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Race of the 2011 Season</title><content type='html'>To find out what kind of shape I'm in, I ran in the 2011 Oakland Half Marathon.&amp;nbsp; This is a failrly small race with less than 10,000 runners for both the Half and Full Marathon.&amp;nbsp; The event was well organized and I recommend it for all levels of runners. There is even a moonlight 5K that goes around Jack London Square. The expo was at the Marriott Hotel in downtown Oakland and it was fast and efficient with loads of booths for products and other races. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the Half was set for 9:00 a.m on 3/27/11.&amp;nbsp; I drove to Oakland, arriving at Franklin and 14th Street around 6:45. I walked around the start, noting that all the runners had to sort of funnel through a inflatable staring gate. I decided to get in front to avoid any crashes in the iron gates near the start. I watched the start of the marathon at 7:30, saw that there was no problem getting through the starting gate and went back to the Jeep for my warmup. I stretched for a bit, then did a 10 minute per mile jog around the lake for about 3 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start, I lined up at the front and got off all right. The pace felt quick, but I wanted to see what the split was at the first mile. It was 6:25, so I turned it down a bit, my goal being 6:50-7:00 per mile. From then on, I was able to keep a consistent pace, skipping the water startions because I felt pretty hydrated and it was very cool. If the sun had been out, I would have drank water after the halfway point. Around mile 10, the course wound around some muddy and curved trails at Lake Merritt. I lost some time here going around walkers and people hanging around the park. This is the only section of the race course I would change. Other than that, I liked the course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the race, I was able to keep my pace consistent, but there was no speed. Not surprising because I haven't done any speed work so far this season. I was strong enough to have run the marathon if I had wanted to, probably in the 3:35-3:40 range. Instead of sprinting at the finish, I cruised in and my time was 1:31:45,&amp;nbsp; good for 2nd place in my age group and 62 overall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my level of fitness, but I need to focus on speed (intervals and surges) between now and May 15th, 2011 when I run in the Bay to Breakers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8799774003722642082?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8799774003722642082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8799774003722642082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8799774003722642082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8799774003722642082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/03/1st-race-of-2011-season.html' title='1st Race of the 2011 Season'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8482787079025121881</id><published>2011-03-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:14:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Comeback Trail</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's been a long time between posts.&amp;nbsp; Life, as they say, got in the way.&amp;nbsp; That said, racing season is here. On March 27, 2011, I'll be racing the Oakland Half Marathon to see what kind of shape I am in. Then in May, I'll be running in the 100th Bay to Breakers. I was able to get in the first corral, so I don't have to spend the first mile weaving in and out of traffic. Then, there will be 2, maybe 3 trail races in the summer. The most important race for me this year is the Portland Marathon in October.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's my season. I'll do better with the postings, with photos etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8482787079025121881?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8482787079025121881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8482787079025121881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8482787079025121881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8482787079025121881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-comeback-trail.html' title='On the Comeback Trail'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-644371050225045044</id><published>2010-08-16T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:44:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS</title><content type='html'>Please excuse the audio clips that don't work and naturally, I couldn't figure out how to delete them without losing the entire post. 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title='OOPS'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-656013079783109226</id><published>2010-08-15T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:28:15.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Botti-Indian Summer'/><title type='text'>A View From My Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-170b79b0f22eb884" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4adca9a94c28dc8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330090381%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537AA570F78660BB71EB72716A888E597C2A1EE6.8177C7BA2286FF307C03E15DEB9A818BA577019B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4adca9a94c28dc8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnNRaKyi3XGgExiagnGTryb-X2ug&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4adca9a94c28dc8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330090381%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537AA570F78660BB71EB72716A888E597C2A1EE6.8177C7BA2286FF307C03E15DEB9A818BA577019B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4adca9a94c28dc8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnNRaKyi3XGgExiagnGTryb-X2ug&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a very nice dinner of bbq chicken, mashed potatos and steamed vegies, I settled down on our bench in the backyard. I read from Jason Elliot's "An Unexpected Light." A fantastic book, it chronicles Elliot's travels through Afganistan,&amp;nbsp;the people he meets and the culture he discovers. I think that governments that try to unify that many tribeled land are engaging in a futile and tragic exercise. Why do they do it? I think that politicians feed on such quests, believing that governments and laws are the answer to all problems and in order to justify their pathetic existence, say they will solve the never ending problem. I suppose I could fall into the trap of&amp;nbsp;losing sleep over taxes&amp;nbsp;yet to be paid, the job that I have to work inorder to pays those taxes or, I could come to my senses, sit on my bench, drink a beer and read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TGimvpST1uI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZaUkxfc1730/s1600/DSC00986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TGimvpST1uI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZaUkxfc1730/s320/DSC00986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-656013079783109226?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/656013079783109226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=656013079783109226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/656013079783109226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/656013079783109226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/08/view-from-my-backyard.html' title='A View From My Backyard'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TGimvpST1uI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZaUkxfc1730/s72-c/DSC00986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8723277073673507536</id><published>2010-07-18T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:05:01.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backpacking and Fly Fishing in Yosemite 7/16/10 to 7/18/10</title><content type='html'>What does fly fishing have to do with running, well nothing, except both are outdoor activities and I live and outdoor life. So, there you go.&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOGuEarveI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQ1oHntva3Q/s1600/Yosemite+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOGuEarveI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQ1oHntva3Q/s320/Yosemite+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Around 5:30, my friend Don and I started our trip to to the Ten Lakes region of Yosemite. This is a photo I took of the lake in the early morning, right before we started fishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOHhPV4Q3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PfEkcwQl4qs/s1600/Yosemite+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOHhPV4Q3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PfEkcwQl4qs/s320/Yosemite+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the last part of the trail before arriving at the lake. Phew! hardest hike ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOHxaEyHtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GQN4MqOYrwY/s1600/Yosemite+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOHxaEyHtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GQN4MqOYrwY/s320/Yosemite+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While Don was doing this...................I was doing this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIAba3NrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R8uRAPPiK1g/s1600/Yosemite+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIAba3NrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R8uRAPPiK1g/s320/Yosemite+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIKLQlqqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/a8YEonTObSU/s1600/Yosemite+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIKLQlqqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/a8YEonTObSU/s320/Yosemite+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look at the dark clouds behind me. Just seconds earlier, there was lightening. And here I am holding a metal fishing rod.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I'm a regular Einstein! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIhwCE4xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2tXLlVrylxA/s1600/Yosemite+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOIhwCE4xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2tXLlVrylxA/s320/Yosemite+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So beautiful, I can't wait to go back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8723277073673507536?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8723277073673507536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8723277073673507536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8723277073673507536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8723277073673507536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/07/backpacking-and-fly-fishing-in-yosemite.html' title='Backpacking and Fly Fishing in Yosemite 7/16/10 to 7/18/10'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TEOGuEarveI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQ1oHntva3Q/s72-c/Yosemite+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2429093864399776665</id><published>2010-06-30T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:39:32.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOURNEYS-1973</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCuBG7SsaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/YwgubbT3X90/s1600/Copy+of+NYC3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCuBG7SsaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/YwgubbT3X90/s320/Copy+of+NYC3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My parents were either insane or perfect normal and had an insane moment. Either way, they let me live by myself 130 miles away from home for my senior of high school. Looking back, this wasn't the beginning of my travels, just the first of my prolonged journeys. This bout of insanity wasn't the first time my parents went off the deep end. In&amp;nbsp;my sophmore&amp;nbsp;year of high school, they let a friend and I use their car to drive&amp;nbsp;up to their cabin. That ended when I let my friend drive even though he didn't have&amp;nbsp;a license. I looked up from my book to see a wall of redwood trees in front of us as we drove off a cliff. My parent's car was severely damaged, but repairable. When my parents again went insane, letting that same friend and I take the same car on a roadtrip to Northern California and Southern Oregon, I made sure to finish the job on the car by playing pinball at 90 miles an hour on the steel girders bordering a southern Oregon highway. My parents were apparently slow learners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2429093864399776665?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2429093864399776665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2429093864399776665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2429093864399776665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2429093864399776665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/journeys-1973.html' title='JOURNEYS-1973'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCuBG7SsaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/YwgubbT3X90/s72-c/Copy+of+NYC3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3702965535290766132</id><published>2010-06-27T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:12:49.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Old with You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7CYI5bKZMes"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7CYI5bKZMes&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCghN9NbaoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rRwY7Y_qtKI/s1600/DSC01008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCghN9NbaoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rRwY7Y_qtKI/s320/DSC01008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, it's an awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww moment. That is, if this link works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3702965535290766132?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3702965535290766132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3702965535290766132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3702965535290766132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3702965535290766132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/growing-old-with-you.html' title='Growing Old with You'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCghN9NbaoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rRwY7Y_qtKI/s72-c/DSC01008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5355889381331690718</id><published>2010-06-27T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:10:28.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Slow Lane</title><content type='html'>In a moment of insanity. my wife agreed to go camping on Mt. Diablo this weekend.&amp;nbsp; What's not to like? 90 degree heat and very long and steep hike to the summit. RV's full of over indulged, overfed and over beered morons at the campsite up the hill? &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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCggb437LvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NlsVjhQsuk4/s1600/DSC01041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCggb437LvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NlsVjhQsuk4/s320/DSC01041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, Here's something to like. Sunset at Juniper Campground. Pretty sweet, hey?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5355889381331690718?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5355889381331690718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5355889381331690718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5355889381331690718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5355889381331690718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-in-slow-lane.html' title='Life in the Slow Lane'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TCggb437LvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NlsVjhQsuk4/s72-c/DSC01041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3705266120760140247</id><published>2010-06-17T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:19:30.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More signs................</title><content type='html'>This from MAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….”that you dated someone who worked for Mountain Hardware wayyyyyyy longer than you should have because the thought of having to give up free outdoor performance wear and spontaneous camping trips was too much to bear”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3705266120760140247?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3705266120760140247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3705266120760140247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3705266120760140247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3705266120760140247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-signs.html' title='More signs................'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-9122538950798466577</id><published>2010-06-17T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:29:15.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that you were destined to live your life in the outdoors</title><content type='html'>1) When you were a toddler and your Mom said it was time to go inside, you wailed so loud dogs and cats hid from your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) That you weren't running away from home, you were just going for a long hike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When you were a kid on a tour of Alcatrez, visions of your school flashed in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When you served in the Navy, you thought it was a great idea to go for a run at 2am on a greasy steel flight deck that was pitching 10-30 degreess from side to side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When your buddies invited you to go on a pub crawl and you tell them that you have to hit the sack early to get a good start on a hiking/biking/fishing trip to the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) That all of your work clothes are made by The North Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) That your favorite artist is Ansel Adams, followed closely by Jimmy Chin. and that you even know who these people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) That your apartment and later your house contains the following toys, kayak, hiking/camping gear, mountain bike, road bike, fishing gear, climbing gear,surfboard and trail/road running shoes. Also known as having your own personal sports basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) That when you walk by a building, you think, "hey, that might be fun to climb." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) That you believe that skateboarders are kindred spirits and highly talented and dedicated athletes and not obnoxious punks destroying perfectly good concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) That your favorite tv channels are Universal Sports, Versus, Discovery and National Geographic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) That you believe that Jacque Cousteau is the world's greatest Frenchman and one of the world's greatest explorers and should be ordained to be the patron saint of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) That if you had a choice, the new national anthem would be written and sung by Jack Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)&amp;nbsp;That you think women with skinned knees and hands from climbing or mountain biking&amp;nbsp;are a lot sexier than some bimbette in LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) That you think that men wearing suits, except on formal occasions like weddings and funerals&amp;nbsp;are woosies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) That men should never wear purses or use briefcases. Backpacks only please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) That you have a 6 foot high stack of old Outside Magazines in your home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) That you have only read GQ magazine when visiting the doctor and even that, you were only reading it for laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) That you hate all Tom Cruise movies except the beginning of Mission Impossible 2 when he is doing some climbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) That you try not to laugh when some overfed frat boy with cheeto and beer stains on his "No Fear" tee shirt tells you about how much he loves sports. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough from me feel free to add more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-9122538950798466577?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/9122538950798466577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=9122538950798466577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9122538950798466577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9122538950798466577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/signs-that-you-were-destined-to-live.html' title='Signs that you were destined to live your life in the outdoors'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7168218493617375153</id><published>2010-06-08T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:04:48.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to Run 2</title><content type='html'>If you've read my post about the book Born to Run, you'll know how much I loved it. Now, thanks to Outside Magazine (my favorite magazine of all time), you can look at photos of the great race. See Jurek, Micah True aka Caballo, the local runners and the beautiful country that is Copper Canyon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://outsideonline.com/travel/travel-gd-running-mexicos-copper-canyon-photos-photo-gallery-sidwcmdev_123105.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7168218493617375153?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7168218493617375153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7168218493617375153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7168218493617375153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7168218493617375153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/born-to-run-2.html' title='Born to Run 2'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6875427621607310143</id><published>2010-06-06T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:32:50.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hot Day On Mt. Diablo</title><content type='html'>Going into this 25K race, my goals were to find out what kind of shape I was in and to get in some solid training miles. It's a good thing my goals were modest because the course the race directors chose resulted in all but the very best runners walking large portions of the uphill trails to the summit. Oh and throw in a 90 degree day and it could have been a grim tale indeed for yours truly. But, since I was treating it like a training run and not a race, I wore my hydration pack. Talk about your life saver!!! I emptied it about 2/3 of the way, filled it up at the aid station and then refilled it at the summit. Sport Jellies by Jelly belly, loads of salty potato chips and a granola bar were enough food to get me through the race. I am glad I did this race, but have to admit that I much prefer the trails on the north side where I live, more interesting, hardly any walking and MORE SHADE!! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats&amp;nbsp; 3:32, 47th place overall, 3rd place in my age group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more nervous about how a runner I've been coaching did in her trail half marathon. Finally, she called and gave me her race report and it was a good one! 3:02 and a solid placing. WAY TO GO ROBIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6875427621607310143?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6875427621607310143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6875427621607310143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6875427621607310143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6875427621607310143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-day-on-mt-diablo.html' title='A Hot Day On Mt. Diablo'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4591848053047797640</id><published>2010-06-02T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:27:13.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Race of the Year</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, June 5th, I'll be doing the Diablo 25K on Mt. (you guessed it!) Diablo. I haven't been doing much serious training, so, I'm pretty nervous. I try to tell myself this is just for training, but I haven't convinced myself. We'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4591848053047797640?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4591848053047797640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4591848053047797640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4591848053047797640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4591848053047797640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-race-of-year.html' title='First Race of the Year'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4099753752370432648</id><published>2010-06-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:44:37.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get This Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAXSQCev_bI/AAAAAAAAALc/_M0OxFIJ8mg/s1600/borntorun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAXSQCev_bI/AAAAAAAAALc/_M0OxFIJ8mg/s320/borntorun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Here is the Barnes &amp;amp; Noble review of "Born to Run." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with unforgettable characters who go fully against the cultural grain (a mysterious Mexican tribe of cliff dwellers who run hundreds of miles with ease, a cerebral former prizefighter who's become a hermit in the Mexican hills, a vegan ultra-serene ultramarathoner, two Beat-loving young guns who drink as hard as they run, a hilarious, Kramer-like renegade barefoot runner with logorrhea), Christopher McDougall's first book, Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen, ostensibly tells the tale of the seriously socially challenged and self-named Caballo Blanco (White Horse) and his attempts to put together a 50-mile running race between the elite members of the dwindling Taruhumara tribe and some of the best American practitioners of ultrarunning, a sport for those who for some reason want to go farther than the standard 26.2-mile marathon distance. But McDougall, a contributing editor for Men's Health and a writer-at-large for Runner's World, as well as an ultrarunner who competes in the eventual race, uses the occasion to convincingly overturn standard running ideas (you don't need those super-expensive, mega-cushioned shoes!), figure out just why our ancestors picked up their hands from the ground and started running upright, and back up the concept that Nike is to blame for every running injury in existence for the past two decades. Along the way, he shares the stories of his characters and the history of ultrarunning in such an entertaining and engaging fashion that at times you want to put the book down, kick off your shoes, head out the door, and just simply run. --Mark J. Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all true. Also, Scott Jurek and Ann Trason, two premier trail runners participated in the race with the Tarahumara Indians. &lt;a href="http://www.scottjurek.com/"&gt;http://www.scottjurek.com/&lt;/a&gt; had their hands full with men in their 50's!&amp;nbsp; One Tarahumara man in his late 50's won the Leadville 100 trail race. &lt;a href="http://www.leadvilletrail100.com/"&gt;http://www.leadvilletrail100.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Blanco Cabballo, one of the heroes of Born to Run.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o375sYfPC3w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o375sYfPC3w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Dreaming says the White Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4099753752370432648?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4099753752370432648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4099753752370432648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4099753752370432648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4099753752370432648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/06/get-this-book.html' title='Get This Book'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAXSQCev_bI/AAAAAAAAALc/_M0OxFIJ8mg/s72-c/borntorun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6130562822912706268</id><published>2010-05-31T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:55:06.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going with the flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TARQgr-XAEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0Z66QMUaoY4/s1600/Bay+Bridge+Morning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TARQgr-XAEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0Z66QMUaoY4/s320/Bay+Bridge+Morning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I often run along the Embarcadero and look at the Bay and the Bridge. The water on top is like glass. The water, or current under the surface flows, constant, yet unseen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ask yourself, have I ever gone out for a run and then find you've forgotton entire setions of the run you've already completed? You were...........IN THE FLOW! You weren't thinking about how far you were running or how fast. In fact, you probably weren't thinking about the run at all. Granted, having this experience while running down Market Street in San Francisco would be pretty scary. Anywhere else would be be pretty special. Some people call this nirvana. Some people even meditate, concentrating on their breathing, slowly and regularly to find this exalted state. Runners, aren't able to breath slow, but, we can breathe regularly, in a rhythm and maybe, this is part of entering the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Running down some nice winding singletrack, the goal is to run fast and yet, avoid the faceplant. So, how do&amp;nbsp;you manage that? By using or better yet, becoming a part of the terrain. Running in a regular, even pace, quick feet and arms on the balls of my feet, gets me uphill efficiently.Better still, running using the berms (those mounds of dirts that build up on the outside of a hairpin tun) allow the runner to run smoothly and as I like to say, smooth equals fast. Running downhill, feet lifting up to avoid rocks and roots, arms wide and looking ahead and not at ones feet means a smooth run downhill. Even breathing is key to being relaxed and "flowing" down the trail or road or sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAREVEtSAnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/JqpkruWkNtM/s1600/Scan1_0001_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAREVEtSAnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/JqpkruWkNtM/s320/Scan1_0001_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above was taken at the 2008 Angel Island 25K put on by Envirosports. Two firsts for me at this race. First, I had never run in a trail race before this one and the experience was eye opening. The people and the "vibe" were very different from a road race or track meet. Almost, the Olympics meets Burning Man.&amp;nbsp;Second, for the first time in my life, I entered the flow during a race. By that, I mean that there were sections of the race where I couldn't hear my breathing or feel my legs touch the ground. I also don't remember passing by the photographer who took this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing can take other forms. What would you call a lifestyle where instead of making a reservation based on a review by someone you don't even know, driving and parking the car and then eating at a restaurant, you grilled your fish or meat in the backyard in the afternoon sun. Ate a salad from lettace, peppers and tomatoes from your backyard garden. Ate and chatted and relaxed with family and friends as the sun went down over the horizon. I'd call that flowing with my loved ones. A natural state of being not artificial in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen rock climbers in the flow. Planning and then doing a series of moves on the rock, in a definite rhythm to a song the climber can hear. Ever think that the people at the climbing gym wearing the ear pods are on to something? Maybe finding a state that comes close to what they've experienced on real rock? Maybe you haven't, but I've climbed and wondered why so many rock climbers are also musicians. AND music "flows" doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running is natural. It's a natural state of animals. Before there were stop watches, ipods, GU, goretex, there was only running. Maybe for your next run, leave the gear behind, leave the plan behind and just run wherever your feet take you and go with the flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6130562822912706268?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6130562822912706268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6130562822912706268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6130562822912706268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6130562822912706268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-with-flow.html' title='Going with the flow'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TARQgr-XAEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0Z66QMUaoY4/s72-c/Bay+Bridge+Morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-476350996894427518</id><published>2010-05-27T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:29:30.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathons Chapter 1 Why do I ask why?</title><content type='html'>One of the most frequent questions I am asked is&amp;nbsp;"how do I run a marathon?"&amp;nbsp; Normally, my response is to ask "why do you want to run a marathon?" The reason I ask is that there are many reasons why people want to run a marathon which I will get to, but I need to know the real reason in order to suggest a training plan to that runner. So, let's start with some of the reasons people have for wanting to run a marathon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) For ego.&amp;nbsp;There are people who want to run a marathon, particularly a famous marathon such as Boston or the New York Marathon because they want to impress other people. They are looking for the "wow, you did that?" reaction. Rarely do people admit to this. Instead, they describe it as something on their "bucket" list or things to do before they die. I have no problem with people running a marathon for this reason. I need to know so I can build a program that will help the person achieve this goal. There are hundreds of books available which provide generic training plans, usually for an 18 week period that if you follow the plan, will result in finishing a marathon. That finishing takes 4 hours or more is irrelevant to the person collecting the finishers medal for bragging rights. Some of these people decide that they love the marathon and their goals change to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) To run the marathon in a personal best time. Preparing a training plan for this type of competitive runner is very complex given the differences in a runner's ability, prior training and racing and that most mystical criteria of all, "potential." Finding out the limits of potential can be scary and the greatest experience of one's life at the same time. It is scary because if a runner trains their best and races their best and STILL, it isn't good enough to win or place in a race, can be hugely demoralizing. It can also be the best experience of one's life because so few people are willing to find out what are the limits of their potential. I have to admit that coaching the type of runners who are willing to risk everything is the most rewarding for me. I find these type of runners to be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) To run for a charity or a cause. These kinds of runners are similar to the "bucket list" runners in that running a fast time is not high on their priorities. Often these kinds of runners want to run in a group. Training these types of runner presents unique challenges. Among these are: 1) analyzing the abilities/experience/schedules of the individual runners and arranging a workout plan and schedule. 2) Teaching these runners the informal rules of racing so that while running for their charity, they don't spoil the race for the more serious runners. 3) Elevating their training to a level that will decrease the&amp;nbsp;possibility of injury or illness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) To qualify for a big name MARATHON such as the Boston or New York marathons. Training plans for this type of runner have only one goal, to run a race at a time that will enable the runner to qualify for their dream race AND to assist that runner to run their best possible time. Training plans for this type of runner are very long term. Unlike the plans for the bucket list runner or the experienced marathoner seeking a best time, a 18 week plan is insufficient. There are actually two plans, the first leading to the qualifying race and the second for the dream race. A poorly thought out plan for either will result in not qualifying or running a poor "dream" race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I ask "why."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-476350996894427518?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/476350996894427518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=476350996894427518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/476350996894427518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/476350996894427518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/05/marathons-chapter-1-why-do-i-ask-why.html' title='Marathons Chapter 1 Why do I ask why?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1114919983940387932</id><published>2010-05-24T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:54:12.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules for Running Guys</title><content type='html'>1) When you are running and a woman passes you, resist the temptation to speed up and pass her, thereby avoiding cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Never wear short shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Jiggling love handles are not sexy, wear a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you want flat feet and bad knees, go ahead and run on concrete&amp;nbsp;in your Air Jordans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Never be the guy that stands at the starting line for a 10K or longer race, starts the race by sprinting as fast as he can until after 300&amp;nbsp;yards or so, he is standing on the side of the road, puking his guts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Also, don't be the loudmouth that has to talk non-stop during the noon run with the fellas. Shut up! Nobody cares that you are the only person on the planet that knows what a derivitive is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Face it, you're a runner, not a body builder, go easy on the weights and the protein shakes. You'll save a ton of money on protein shakes, gym memberships,steroids and muscle magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Want to make friends at the races, bring beer, it's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Want to impress the women at the races? Either win an Olympic Gold Medal or better yet, don't talk about your races, ask&amp;nbsp;about her race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Shower, often. Yes, even more often than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1114919983940387932?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1114919983940387932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1114919983940387932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1114919983940387932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1114919983940387932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/05/rules-for-running-guys.html' title='Rules for Running Guys'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6819686380241096391</id><published>2010-05-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:35:00.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How not to be a running snob</title><content type='html'>Do you look at a runner as you pass, noting that they're wearing plain sneakers and not running shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear brand coordinated running clothes, even to the grocery store?&lt;br /&gt;Do you time everything, from walking around the mall to walking to the copy machine and record your pr's?&lt;br /&gt;When someone asks if you jog, do you sneer and say, "I'm a runner, not a jogger?"&lt;br /&gt;Do you know&amp;nbsp;any of these names&amp;nbsp;Scott Jurek, Steve Prefontaine, Grete Waitz, Dean Karnazes, Evelyn Ashford, Dinesh Dineba, Kip Keino, &amp;nbsp;Paul Tergat?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the difference between supinate and pronate? &lt;br /&gt;Do you yell at people on the track when you pass, "on your left!" and then get mad if they don't immediately move over?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear your finishers medal from some race for the next week, to the store, to work?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who John L. Parker is and are you a member of the Once a Runner Cult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered yes to&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;three of the above questions, then you are a running snob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in avoiding becoming one of the most tedious people on earth, besides those people who recite their golf scores to me&amp;nbsp;every Monday morning, is to only talk about running with other runners. Do bowlers bore the crap out of poker players with how close they came to bowling a 300 game? No! They don't. Stick to your own kind, people who actually know what shin splints are and show some sympathy that you have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second step in avoiding running snobdom, is to never wear the tee shirts from your races to non-running events. Not the mall, not the movies and definitely not to work on "casual" Friday. Also, I know how much you love your Nike Techno Running shoes, just leave them at home for weddings and funerals, okay? Unless of course, its for a funeral&amp;nbsp;of a runner, in which case, you can skip the hearse and you and your five other running friends&amp;nbsp;can carry the casket to the cemetary and see if you can get a PR. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you know that "PR" refers to "personal record" then you are a running snob/geek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if the only magazines or books&amp;nbsp;you read are related to running, then you need to put down your Runner's World coffee cup on your Running Times coaster and go out and eat some pizza, drink some beer no, make that a lot of beer or some scotch and watch a&amp;nbsp;non-inspirational movie, try Woodie Allen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the frame shop to get my finishing certificate for the New York Marathon framed for the office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6819686380241096391?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6819686380241096391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6819686380241096391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6819686380241096391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6819686380241096391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-not-to-be-running-snob.html' title='How not to be a running snob'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4334148871501126986</id><published>2010-05-12T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:04:20.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Training and Coaching Mix.</title><content type='html'>Since the New York Marathon, I've been battling injuries, laziness and my golf game. I have until April, continued to put in the minimal milage to avoid getting fat. During that time, I've been doing some individual coaching. Feeling more than a little guilty about talking about serious training and not doing any, I've listed out races I want to do this year and drafted a training schedule. With that in mind, my first race is on June 5, 2010 at Mt. Diablo.  It will be a 25K trail race on my home trails. The thinking is that this will make my transition back into race a little easier.  More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4334148871501126986?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4334148871501126986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4334148871501126986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4334148871501126986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4334148871501126986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/05/can-training-and-coaching-mix.html' title='Can Training and Coaching Mix.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7860739076085915973</id><published>2010-04-14T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:16:47.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>It's been a long cold lonely winter. Oh, right, George Harrison sings that in "Here Comes the Sun." But, it's true. The weather is getting warmer, the runs longer and the fitness higher. Soon, the siren call of races will be heard from runners from far and wide. This Monday is Boston. I was able to compete there last year and it was definitely an event. Hard to believe though that some people run there year after year after year. I think the challenge is over by then and the point is just to brag about how many times they've run Boston, missing the point entirely if you are a serious racer. So, good luck to all you racers getting ready for the new season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7860739076085915973?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7860739076085915973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7860739076085915973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7860739076085915973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7860739076085915973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-611206941726761687</id><published>2010-02-16T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:48:50.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on "Track"</title><content type='html'>Last week was the first week I was allowed to run. I really missed it. Ran 3 times for a total of 21 miles. The last run was pretty miserable, because it was just work to keep a 8 a mile pace. In between runs, I went to the gym and did strength and stretching work. The plan is to only run 3-4 races this year as a participant and 1-2 races as a pacer. Also planning on getting more serious about golf, took a lesson on Saturday. It must have worked because I scored my first hole in one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-611206941726761687?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/611206941726761687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=611206941726761687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/611206941726761687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/611206941726761687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-on-track.html' title='Back on &quot;Track&quot;'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-871191042705181780</id><published>2010-02-05T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:44:49.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the dark side</title><content type='html'>Since the NYC Marathon, I've spent my time recovering, cross training and undergoing countless medical tests to see if I have prostate cancer. So, that has kept me away from my blog and my exercise has been pretty limited. At most 3 runs a week with some weightlifting and golf.  I did have a lot of time for reflection on how I would deal with having cancer. I decided to treat it like a race. By that I knew that there would be times when I would feel like I was fast and flowing down the trails. There would be times when I would want to quit and stop the pain. Once I decided how I would deal with it, I was able to sleep at night and focus at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, after the biopsy results came back, I got the good news that I am cancer free. So now, on to phase two of my plan. Since I tried to do some exercise these past two months, I am in reasonably good shape to start foundation training which will start on February 8th. That is the date that the doctors said I could run again. Biopsies being painful and traumatic to the nether regions and need healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have been asked to do some coaching for some co-workers as they prepare for a half marathon. Writing out training plans and talking about workouts has been fun and I'll keep on doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my apologies to those who have looked for my notes and come away empty. Of course, some people who read my notes, might feel pretty empty as well. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-871191042705181780?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/871191042705181780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=871191042705181780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/871191042705181780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/871191042705181780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-from-dark-side.html' title='Back from the dark side'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-9185170249824385302</id><published>2009-11-23T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:57:13.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Race Vegging</title><content type='html'>Since the NYC Marathon, I've taken the week off with no exercise at all, except walking. They for the past 2 weeks, have run 3 times a week, slow and low milage. Have been playing golf and lifting weights/core workouts. Looking forward to resting my body for the rest of the year. Upcoming road trip to Las Vegas and the Grand Canyon will include some runs and definitely some hiking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-9185170249824385302?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/9185170249824385302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=9185170249824385302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9185170249824385302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9185170249824385302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-race-vegging.html' title='Post Race Vegging'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4878669030925199319</id><published>2009-11-05T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:07:27.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day 11/1/09 New York Marathon</title><content type='html'>I slept well. Made my 2 english muffins, got dressed and walked down some very dark streets to the 77th street station. Along the way, I saw dozens of people finishing up their Halloween celebrations with an early breakfast. Caugh the 6 train to 59th street to meet the W or R train to the ferry building. While I was waiting, I had a good conversation with a runner from upstate New York. We continued our conversation all the way to the ferry, while standing in line to enter the starting area and while sitting together to wait for the race. He had to go to the bathroom and I had to leave for the start, so no parting words. I hope he did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the start on the bridge was much better than at Boston although it was pretty cold, I was dressed for it. Being in the first wave, I felt pretty good about not having to dodge too many people to maintain a decent pace. As it turned out, I had plenty of room to run my pace. Going over the bridge was not as hard as some people make it out to be. But then, I train on Mt. Diablo and in San Francisco, so running on hills is normal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn was a very long and loud haul. The crowds were so loud that I could not hear myself breathe, making keeping a steady pace difficult. Checking the milage markers, I saw that I was on a quick pace. I felt good and decided to just keep it steady. Queens was the halfway point and I hit at 1:38, a time that was a little quick. My left quad started acting up and I had a tylenol that I had brought with me, drank plenty of fluids and had some jelly beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down 1st ave was an experience I will never forget. As loud as Brooklyn and Queens were, this was even louder. The street was so wide, I could run right down the middle and there wern't anybody with 20 feet of me. It was perfect. I left it to the other runners to high five the spectators. Miles 20-25 were very tough, it was pretty painful, but not nearly the sufferfest that Boston was. Mile 26 felt fast, but looking at my splits later, it was the slowest one, almost 9 minutes. Still I tried to finish strong.  My time was 3:31:20.  I was very happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post race note.  Ended up for various reasons, having to walk through the park and back to my daughter's place. Along the way, at least 50 people congratulated me on finishing the race. It was really nice.  Took a very nice and long shower, had some pizza and watched more of The Office with my daughter. A very nice ending to a very  nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4878669030925199319?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4878669030925199319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4878669030925199319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4878669030925199319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4878669030925199319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/11/race-day-11109-new-york-marathon.html' title='Race Day 11/1/09 New York Marathon'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5198815802151447040</id><published>2009-11-05T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:54:36.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/31/09-New York Marathon notes and thoughts</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty relaxed. had breakfast at the Yorkville Diner, one of my favorite places. Went with my daughter to where I thought I was supposed to take the bus to the start on Staten Island. (more on that later) Then we went over to Central Park and I pointed out where I would meet her after the race.  After getting back to her place, I started reading the race guidebook and realized that I wasn't taking the bus, but the ferry which was all the way down southern Manhattan. Going onto the website, I figured out which trains I would have to take. Whew! dodged that bullet!  Imagine going to the site for the buses and being turned away and having to make a mad dash on the subway to catch the right ferry!  After solving that problem, while my daughter was out celebrating Halloween with her friends, I wandered over to this Japanese restaurant that was actually owned by a Chinese couple. The food was excellent and I was happy to be able to stick with my race routine of chicken and rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, I finally decided on a plan for the race. I had been wavering between sticking to the exact pace that would get me a 3:25 to 3:30 time and the more riskier plan of going out on a pace for 3:20 and trying to hang on. I had tried the former plan at the Boston marathon and it had not worked out. Mostly because of a very painful back and two pit stops because I drank a lot of water/gatorade before the race. I decided to try for the 3:20 pace from the start and to see if I could hold on for a decent time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5198815802151447040?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5198815802151447040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5198815802151447040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5198815802151447040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5198815802151447040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/11/103109-new-york-marathon-notes-and.html' title='10/31/09-New York Marathon notes and thoughts'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6078811801160936744</id><published>2009-11-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:36:05.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/29/09 to 10/30/09 Road to the NYC Marathon notes</title><content type='html'>It's the evening of my flight to New York. As usual, I worry about forgetting something and won't be able to relax until I get on the plane. Dropped some cash for the usual flight junk-magazines, water, candy and a pen. Yes, I did forget two things. A pen and my prescription strength ibuprofan.  As usual, the Virgin boarding process goes smoothly and we leave on time. I manage for a change to get some sleep. It was mostly a half hour here and there. But, when we arrive, instead of feeling exhausted, I feel pretty rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/30/09 Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the E train down to my daughter's office and drop off my fairly heavy backpack. Lightened up, it's an easy walk down 35th street to the Javits Expo. Short lines for my number, chatted a bit with the guy about the race and as usual, when he learns I live in the Bay Area says how much he wants to come out for visit. Despite the obvious temptations, I limit my buying to a pair of Mizuno shorts for the race and a cool Mizuno backpack that was on sale. I also got to talk to Anthony Edwards about his charity Shoes4Africa and told him about Hope Runs. He is a nice guy and it was interesting to hear what he had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I picked up the backpack and took the train to my daughter's apartment on the upper east side. Took a nice long hot shower and then read and napped until she came home. Then we went out to eat, watched her favorite shoe The Office and crashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6078811801160936744?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6078811801160936744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6078811801160936744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6078811801160936744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6078811801160936744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/11/102909-to-103009-road-to-nyc-marathon.html' title='10/29/09 to 10/30/09 Road to the NYC Marathon notes'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3542117265247002978</id><published>2009-11-05T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:26:06.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/19/09 Pre-Race thoughts and Goals</title><content type='html'>After completing my last 3 hour run before tapering for the race, I decided to jot down my thoughts and goals for the NYC Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a good start at 7:40 to 7:50 per mile pace.&lt;br /&gt;2) Remember to hydrate after mile 10, bring the Sport jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;3) Focus on maintaining pace, especially after mile 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Run a sub 3:30 race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3542117265247002978?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3542117265247002978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3542117265247002978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3542117265247002978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3542117265247002978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/11/101909-pre-race-thoughts-and-goals.html' title='10/19/09 Pre-Race thoughts and Goals'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5720118628549041403</id><published>2009-10-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:31:08.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVESTRONG DAY</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is LIVESTRONG DAY. That is, it's October 2nd. What does that mean? It is the anniversary of when Lance Armstrong found out he had cancer. From that point on, he fought the disease and began helping others fight the disease. SO ON LIVESTRONG DAY, WEAR YELLOW!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5720118628549041403?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5720118628549041403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5720118628549041403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5720118628549041403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5720118628549041403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/10/livestrong-day.html' title='LIVESTRONG DAY'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8255293861737674644</id><published>2009-09-28T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:04:41.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month to go</title><content type='html'>It's exactly 4 weeks until the New York Marathon.  Since my injury, I have backed off on the milage and the intensity. It seemed to work at the Redwood Park 30K where I did a 2:59 which is a PR for me. Training since then has been in the 30 miles per week with some 12 mile runs and some quick 7 miles runs. One two hour run as well that was fine. I hope to get in a 3 hour run this week. Then two weeks of marathon pace runs leading to the peak week of October 19th. We'll see how that goes. Until then, just plodding away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8255293861737674644?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8255293861737674644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8255293861737674644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8255293861737674644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8255293861737674644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-month-to-go.html' title='One Month to go'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2253251637314711443</id><published>2009-09-05T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:18:31.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Test</title><content type='html'>Today, Saturday, September 5th is race day. I can't say I've been looking forward to this since I've been injured. There are risks. The risk of making the injury worse, maybe even bad enough to keep me out of the New York Marathon. Another risk is running a poor race and having my ego bruised. Injury or not, I expect to win my age group. I may not have any right to expect a victory, but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept to my race routine. Eating toast and a croissant with coffee on the drive to the race. Listening to the radio, or at least pretending to, I say outloud the good workouts I've had despite the injury. I recite to myself that I've been smart to mix cycling with running. I tell myself that I've run this distance 4 times and have gotten 3 first places and 1 second place in my age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking in, I get my number, go to the bathroom and walk back to my jeep. I pin my number on the shirt, put on my trail shoes and do some stretching. All around me are other competitors. College students and their friends, older men wearing their team gear, preening and talking about big races to come or big races they've done in the past. Women chattering away about anything not to do with racing. Like a show, it goes on all around me, but I am not a part of it. I am in my shell. The same shell I've entered before races since I was 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starter yells "go" and the runners in the 30K and 50K start up the hill. It's a steep hill and I concentrate in taking short quick steps and breathing regular. The first part of the race is a 20K loop that goes up and down for long stretches. My glute and quad are fine, I'm surprised. Gradually the crowds thin out. Coming down through the forest to the feeding station, I grab a cup of energy drink and run back on the course. My split time is good and the pain is not so bad that it doesn't slow me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 10K is really grim. I have to focus eveything I have in maintaing a pace. Something that is hard to do when the hills are so steep that walking them is just as fast as trying to run. I deal with it, passing some men, all younger than me. On one downhill section, a woman passes me and I don't see her after that. It didn't bother me, I have my own goals. On a downhill section, my calf cramps up and my foot catches a tree root. SPLAT! I go face first on the ground. I'm stunned and a little scraped up and dusty all over. Still, I get up and go back running. Not much choice, really when you think about it. 2 miles to go and I try to keep up with  two male runners but eventually they gap me and I don't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming down the last stretch, I catch up to two women running for a team from Auburn which I can tell by reading the back of their shirts. I keep a steady pace and resist the urge to showoff and sprint past them to the finish. One of the nice things about trail racing is that its not road racing and this is one example, they enjoy their moment undisturbed. I look at the clock at the finish and am a little shocked. 2:59, a new personal record by six minutes. I didn't expect that, not with all the walking I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sitting on a bench eating my chili (another trail racing tradition) two of the guys that finished in front of me ask me about my race and how old I am. When I tell them, they're surprised. One of them says "when I'm as old as you, I hope I can run as fast as you did" which was a compliment, I think. The results are posted and I am happy to learn that I finished 18th overall and 1st in my age group. It was a happy drive home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2253251637314711443?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2253251637314711443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2253251637314711443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2253251637314711443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2253251637314711443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-test.html' title='Taking the Test'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2613622800648140601</id><published>2009-09-02T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:38:13.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering for my Sport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sp7XEApxjNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a5_37DM90RY/s1600-h/Boston9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376971469021613266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sp7XEApxjNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a5_37DM90RY/s320/Boston9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo above is the last half mile of the 2009 Boston Marathon. By this time, I knew I had missed my goal time. My back was killing me, quads and hams too.  Truly a suffer fest. why do I bring this up? Because in two months, I'm going to New York and will be trying to redeem myself.  Since my last post, I've been alternating cycling with running. It seems to be helping, although after a quick run, I hurt, a lot. This Saturday (September 5) I have a 30K trail race which will be a test on my fitness. More on that later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2613622800648140601?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2613622800648140601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2613622800648140601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2613622800648140601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2613622800648140601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/09/suffering-for-my-sport.html' title='Suffering for my Sport'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sp7XEApxjNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a5_37DM90RY/s72-c/Boston9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5349212078865222291</id><published>2009-08-12T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:25:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Injury Report</title><content type='html'>For the last week, I've been fighting an injury to my left quad and glute. Literally a "pain in the butt."  Yesterday, the doctor told me she thought it was a minor tear and gave me some anti-inflamatories and told me to not run. I did take the pills and managed to get in a decent run today. I will take the next day off and ride a bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5349212078865222291?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5349212078865222291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5349212078865222291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5349212078865222291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5349212078865222291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/08/injury-report.html' title='Injury Report'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1682369048361161602</id><published>2009-08-05T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:48:44.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Book For Self Coached Runners by Brad Hudson</title><content type='html'>Run Faster from the 5k to the Marathon by Brad Hudson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recommend this book strongly enough. I use it as a reference all the time and although I try real hard to be original on this site, it and Brad have influenced my thinking on a number of training issues. Please, if you run and plan to race, get this book. Brad's facebook address is listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Run-Faster-from-the-5k-to-the-Marathon/42451678640?ref=nf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Run-Faster-from-the-5k-to-the-Marathon/42451678640?ref=nf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1682369048361161602?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1682369048361161602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1682369048361161602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1682369048361161602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1682369048361161602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-book-for-self-coached-runners-by.html' title='Best Book For Self Coached Runners by Brad Hudson'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4102888635296280483</id><published>2009-07-30T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:03:38.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Cultural Revolution</title><content type='html'>I know this is supposed to be a running blog, but since very few people are reading it these days, I'd thought I'd put in something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND CULTURAL REVOLUTION&lt;br /&gt;BY&lt;br /&gt;JOHN MATNEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United States is currently undergoing its first cultural revolution and the similarities between this one and the cultural revolution in the Peoples Republic of China of the 1960’s and 1970’s are so nearly identical that it is truly frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there is Mao and Obama. Known for singular names and politics. Both are cult figures with huge followers of young people. Blindly following their leader’s directives, hints and slogans. Each has its own “Bible,” Mao’s being the “ Little Red Book” while Obama presents his Audicity of Hope.” Disagreement with the authorized dogma is not permitted by our “Leader” and his followers. The Red Star was the official PRC publication while in the United States, we have Time Magazine which faithfully places the photo of our leader on its cover every two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Mao had his wife to oversee the youth and their education and cultural activities, which included encouraging children to turn in their parents as counter revolutionaries, Michelle Obama oversees the youth movement known as “AmeriCorps” that is to become a “citizen army” as well funded as the Department of Defense. Soon, the youth will be advised to turn in their parents for offenses such as reading Milton Friedman or Adam Smith, using coal in their Weber BBQ or refusing to turn in their non-hybrid cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, as in the PRC, where elites were placed in charge of entire industries, armies and the collective farms, we now have dozens of “CZARS,” unelected experts chosen by Obama and are accountable only to him who will dictate the “leader’s” will and ensure that those dictates are carried out by the plebes or peasant citizens. Expertise is no longer valued, only loyalty to our “leader.” Soon, we can expect to read about five year plans that these CZARS have created. Lawyers will be running factories or General Motors, knowledge about building and selling cars is no longer necessary, only that one has pledged his or her loyalty to the Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Mao had Chou En-lai, Obama has Rahm Emmanual, the man charged with putting the leader’s thoughts into practice. Whipping the politburo into shape and spitting out directives and “laws” will become commonplace. Soon there will be no thought given to reading the laws that are passed, no debate taking place and as in the PRC, lots of smiles for the cameras as we march steadily into our brave new future. A future where we are all eating “healthy” food, driving correct cars or better yet, riding our bicycles and encouraging the elderly to stop taking up so much space and kill themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s look forward to the day when we fellow comrades, wearing identical organic clothes can gather in stadiums all across this great land and cheer at our “leader” as he gives another brilliant speech on the future of our Peoples Republic. Don’t forget your red book!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4102888635296280483?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4102888635296280483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4102888635296280483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4102888635296280483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4102888635296280483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-cultural-revolution.html' title='The Second Cultural Revolution'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1955285947743754168</id><published>2009-07-18T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:03:49.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Natural or Total Geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SmJGtSCGuLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/orx6_DgURso/s1600-h/Scan1_0001_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359924250273036466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SmJGtSCGuLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/orx6_DgURso/s320/Scan1_0001_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the never ending quest by road runners to get faster, an entire multi million industry feeds these runners with charts, tables, ultra light shoes, dvd's and articles and books that have decimated entire forests. Deluged with this information, some runners, myself included, stop reading and watching and charting and go back to what we love, name running. Granted, I am blessed to live at the base of Mt. Diablo and can get to a trail head via an easy 10 minute jog. So excuse me for making the decision that charts etc. take away the fun from my runs. Will I ever average 6 minute miles on the trails I run? No way! Is running the trails harder than running on the roads? Definitely! Is it a lot more fun? OH YEA!!!!! So, pardon me, while I head off to run on Donner Road and the Tickwood trail for a nice sunset run. See ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1955285947743754168?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1955285947743754168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1955285947743754168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1955285947743754168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1955285947743754168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-natural-or-total-geek.html' title='All Natural or Total Geek'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SmJGtSCGuLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/orx6_DgURso/s72-c/Scan1_0001_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-24515976808132143</id><published>2009-07-05T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:59:44.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Motivation? Feeling Guilty?</title><content type='html'>All athletes have times when the motivation is just not there. For self coached athletes, this is a problem that comes up more than for athletes that have a coach. Coaches provide constant motivation. Most of us have to provide our own motivation. Yesterday, I skipped a run to spend time with my wife and to travel to Sonoma to check it out. It was nice, the weather fine and the company even better. Still, on the drive home, I felt some guilt for skipping my run.  Coming home, I still felt some aches and pains from earlier workouts this week and hoped that skipping a run was actually a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up and turned on the tv to watch the Wimbledon Final between Roger Federer and Andy Rodick. Both players were seeking something historic. Federer was trying to become the winningest tennis player of all time for Grand Slam tournaments (US OPEN, AUSTRALIAN OPEN, FRENCH OPEN AND WIMBLEDON) and Andy Rodick was trying to win Wimbledon for the very first time. The match was incredible!  All tied going into the fifth and deciding set, Federer finally won 16 games to 14. The stamina, speed and athleticism of both athletes was awe inspiring. So inspiring for me, that I just had to hit the trails after the match. Pushing myself hard, I got in a much better workout than had I not watched the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the lesson to be learned here is that inspiration and motivation can be found almost anywhere, just keep those eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER-quality runs are more important than just putting in the miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-24515976808132143?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/24515976808132143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=24515976808132143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/24515976808132143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/24515976808132143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/07/lack-of-motivation-feeling-guilty.html' title='Lack of Motivation? Feeling Guilty?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5952619674951230611</id><published>2009-06-29T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:10:08.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Heat</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year for most of the country. Hot and sometime very hot days. Still, you want to go for a run without risking heat exhaustion. I have some suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Time-if at all possible, run just after sunrise or just before sunset. If its more than 90 degrees, don't run between 9am and 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Before run-hydrate, drink water, gatorade or other fluids, except coffee or tea (which will dehydrate you) as much as you can drink without feeling bloated. Sunscreen is very important. I suggest using a "sport" sunscreen that doesn't wash off with sweat or water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)During run-if the run is more than an hour, take fluids with you. Either in a carry bottle or a camelback type pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Types of runs. Trails are better than running on the street in most cases. Trails will offer shade either part of the run or larger parts of the runs. The mix of sun and shade is much safer than running on asphalt or concrete where the sun reflects and absorbs the heat. If you have to run on the streets, try to run a route that has more shade coming back because by that time in your run, you'll be dehydrated. You don't want to run your last half of your run in the blinding sun with no fluids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Post-run.  Hydrate right away. Gatorade or something like that works best. Get out of the sun and preferrably near some air conditioning. Stay out of the sun the rest of the day. It's not the time to sit outside in the sun. Wait until sunset before going outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5952619674951230611?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5952619674951230611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5952619674951230611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5952619674951230611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5952619674951230611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/06/beating-heat.html' title='Beating the Heat'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5731937647335116555</id><published>2009-06-06T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:44:32.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running as a Couple, Part deux</title><content type='html'>It was her idea, I swear. Run a 5K together. I wondered if running together would lead to a fight. Would I be frustrated at running slow, in a race? Would I be able to keep myself from offering non-stop advice and commentary? Well, here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Race was in Danville CA with the money going to families of soldiers and Marines killed in Iraq and Afganistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the park, we don't see the usual pop ups, signs and dozens of volunteers. What we see are families and little leaguers. Are we in the wrong place? A glance down the hill from the parking lot proves otherwise, we see a few dozen people wearing red shirts and stroll down to register. After the organizer introduces the mother of one of the fallen, I feel humbled. After she thanks us for coming (like running a 5K is a big sacrifice) and for our support. We all wear our red shirts with the picture of the traditional memorial for the fallen, a rifle stuck on the ground with the helmet sitting on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting nervous, just like most runners. This is her very first race and I should not push her she says to me over and over. I keep my mouth shut. The gun goes off and we set off down a gentle sloped street. She goes out to fast and I have to tell her to slow down, she does and we keep a steady pace, passing several women along the way. At the turn around, she looks gassed and I ask her if she wants some water, she does and looks better.  She asks me how far we've gone, I tell her and she nods. With a mile to go, she slows to a stop, takes a few steps and looks at this woman passing her. She starts running again. No complaining, just heavy breathing. I tell her to try to keep her breathing in a steady rhythm. She tries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're going up hill and soon we pass the woman who had gone by earlier. We keep to a nice pace and soon I can see the park come into view. I can't resist. "We're almost there honey." She looks like she is suffering as we go up the hill through the park with two women on our heels. She and I speed up to the finish and our "fun run" is over. She looks around, in pain and I tell her how proud I am of her, then I tell her she beat all the other women. That made her smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5731937647335116555?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5731937647335116555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5731937647335116555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5731937647335116555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5731937647335116555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/06/running-as-couple-part-deux.html' title='Running as a Couple, Part deux'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3526547344076193637</id><published>2009-05-04T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:22:04.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for the rest of 2009</title><content type='html'>The rest of the year looks to be a busy one.  A trail race in June, the San Francisco Marathon (half for me) in July, another trail race in August and the San Jose Half Marathon in September. The biggest race will be the New York Marathon on November 1, 2009. I am thinking that the focus in 2010 will be trail races and budget permitting, a race in Japan or Italy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3526547344076193637?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3526547344076193637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3526547344076193637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3526547344076193637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3526547344076193637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/05/plans-for-rest-of-2009.html' title='Plans for the rest of 2009'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7114124801775758578</id><published>2009-04-29T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:35:58.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering from Boston</title><content type='html'>A week since the race the effects are wearing off slowly.  The post race euphoria is gone, replace by thoughts of summer trail races and a chance for redemption at the New York Marathon in the fall. The back is still pretty tight. On Monday (4/27) ran a very slow 7 miles. Tuesday, I swam during the day and did some light weight lifting at night. Going for another run today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Scott Dunlap blog (one of my favorites) and discovered that I finished just in front of Scott and his father. It is so great that he was able to experience Boston with his father. Kudos to the both of them!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already, my geeky side is returning. Writing down training schedules, reviewing the Brad Hudson book and doing a lot of thinking about what I can do better for my next race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7114124801775758578?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7114124801775758578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7114124801775758578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7114124801775758578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7114124801775758578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/recovering-from-boston.html' title='Recovering from Boston'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5734703673042191978</id><published>2009-04-23T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:39:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2/22/09 Still Sore and Tired in Queens, but on the way home</title><content type='html'>Woke up sore but rested. Walked with Mallory to the train station and we rode together until 59th street when I got off. I spent the morning wandering around the Upper East Side, checking out bookstores, running stores and having breakfast at the Yorkville Diner which was very good and only 10 bucks. Walked past Mal’s new apartment and took a photo. Had to walk into Hunter College to find a bathroom, lots of young students wondering who the hell was this old guy wandering the halls. Took me a while to find it.&lt;br /&gt;                Took the train to 34th street and walked around, looking at a  golf shop until it was time to meet Mal. We ate at a place called Macaroon, having sandwiches and one coke for 17 bucks. Even for New York, that’s steep. Also bought macaroons for Marian and Cookie.  Total cost, 50 bucks! Whew! Then it was back on the train to Mal’s place. Walked to the stations and an hour later, arrived at JFK.  Then a quiet beer while I type this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5734703673042191978?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5734703673042191978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5734703673042191978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5734703673042191978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5734703673042191978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/22209-still-sore-and-tired-in-queens.html' title='2/22/09 Still Sore and Tired in Queens, but on the way home'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-303334546912703463</id><published>2009-04-23T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:37:17.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2/21/09 Sore and Tired in Queens</title><content type='html'>Back in New York.  Had to crawl on my hands and knees from the bed to the door so I could pull myself up. Aching all over, I managed to clean up and get out the door at the crack of 11:30. A very slow walk to the 30th ave. station, coffee and Daily News in hand. Met up with Mal and we ate some pizza that was fine, nothing special. Then I spent most of the afternoon wandering around Chelsea, checking out stores, stopping for coffee and reading.&lt;br /&gt;                Picked up Mal and we took the train back to Queens. We ate at a place called Picolo Vencenzia or Little Venice. A pure white table place. The waiter was not happy when we ordered soup and a half an order of ravioli. But, that’s what we felt like eating/ Total bill, including tip, was 40 bucks.  Read a bit before hitting the sack. Still sore and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-303334546912703463?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/303334546912703463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=303334546912703463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/303334546912703463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/303334546912703463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/22109-sore-and-tired-in-queens.html' title='2/21/09 Sore and Tired in Queens'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6789051725598023096</id><published>2009-04-23T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:11:41.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2/20/09 The Big Event-The Boston Maration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SfHknOlWGpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/x153vhIH2K4/s1600-h/Boston3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328291196736772754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SfHknOlWGpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/x153vhIH2K4/s320/Boston3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I am always early, I got up at 4:30 a.m. and caught the 5:00 shuttle to the subway station, me and 8 other impulsive compulsives. We got to the station and got on the train. Getting off the station, myself and a few thousand other runners walked up to some school buses lined up along the street. There must have been a hundred buses. The ride up to Hopkinton was quiet, some runners sleeping or at least pretending to sleep. Others eating and drinking. Still others like myself, got to know our neighbors. I met a guy from Reno Nevada and another from Texas. Both likeable guys, we had a lot to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Hopkinton, we wandered onto a big grassy field, about half of which was covered with a tarp overhead. The man from Texas had thought ahead and hard a poncho that was big enough for the three of to sit on. We spent the next three hours chatting and drinking coffee as we shivered and waited for the start. Being smart for once, I hit the porta potties earlier and only had to wait a few minutes in line. Soon the lines were an hour long or so I was told.&lt;br /&gt;Herded into our corrals, I kept my sweats on until the actual start because I still had time to take them off before the crowd started moving. Careful not to go too fast at the start, I saw that I had done the first mile in 8:15. Not exactly a stellar beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course was as tough as advertised. I had managed to get back at my goal pace by miles 12-13. There were lots of little hills. Easy by themselves, but after awhile, they took their toll so that by the time I reached Heartbreak Hill, my pace slowed down. The weather was windy and cold the entire race. Not as tough as the 2007 San Francisco Half Marathon, but it had an effect on my pace. I also had to take two bathroom stops because I had hydrated too well. I probably should have drank less. The jelly bellies seemed to help keep my glucose level up and I did sip Gatorade as well.&lt;br /&gt;My unofficial watch time was 3:44. Not great, but not my worst e ther. Overall, it was a great experience, something I’ll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;After the race, I limped to a Sporting Goods store and bought a sweat shirt because I was freezing!. Then a slow walk to the subway. Once at the station by the hotel, I thought I was set, but noooooo I had a 40 minute wait in the cold before the bus showed up. Back at the hotel, I changed in the bathroom and caught a shuttle to the airport. I tried to check into my Jet Blue flight and was told with a smile-“your flight’s been cancelled, maybe you can catch one tomorrow.” I remained calm and she told me my only recourse was to get a refund from jet blue and book a flight with Delta.&lt;br /&gt;40 minutes later, after a bus ride to another terminal and a long walk, I arrived at the Delta counter. I was told that I could get a flight to JFK after paying an additional 35 bucks for buying the ticket at the airport. Jeez I walked to the gate and was told my flight had been cancelled and directed to another gate at the other end of the terminal. Arriving at this gate, I was told that the flight was delayed and there was a possibility that this flight would also be cancelled. A easy two hour wait, I was listening to my ipod and reading while the other passengers screamed, and we were loaded on the plane. We sat for an half an hour before taking off. Easy flight to Jfk.&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at JFK, I was tired but on familiar ground. I take the usual train to Forrest Hills and wait for an W or N train. No such trains arrive, but plenty of E trains arrive. I got on the 4th E train and discovered that tonight, it was stopping at Steinway where I had to get off. Climbing up Steinway, I see it is raining hard. I flag a cab and pay 10 bucks for a 5 block ride. I don’t care, I am too tired. I let myself in. I take a quick shower and pass out on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Epic Day is Over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6789051725598023096?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6789051725598023096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6789051725598023096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6789051725598023096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6789051725598023096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/22009-big-event-boston-maration.html' title='2/20/09 The Big Event-The Boston Maration'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SfHknOlWGpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/x153vhIH2K4/s72-c/Boston3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3432635446200357069</id><published>2009-04-23T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:34:47.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Boston-Day 2 (4/19/09)</title><content type='html'>Couldn't get more boring. Read, watch tv, nap. Walk to the fridge and get something to eat, repeat. Dinner was Italian-chicken parm and spaghetti. Try to go to sleep a little after 9. Nervous because back still hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide that I would make race day my greatest day. The sore back is an opportunity to overcome an obstacle and make the race more memorable.  A chance to prove once again that I am no quitter.  I sleep well after making this decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3432635446200357069?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3432635446200357069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3432635446200357069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3432635446200357069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3432635446200357069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-to-boston-day-2-41909.html' title='The Road to Boston-Day 2 (4/19/09)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7723552029275683971</id><published>2009-04-23T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:31:26.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Boston-Day 3 (4/18/09)</title><content type='html'>Up at 4:30, ouch!  More pain as the back is still sore, but a little less than yesterday. Take the train out to JFK, read the papers and catch the flight to Beantown. The flight is smooth and short. I call the hotel and 15 minutes later, the shuttle shows up. It's 9:00 a.m., I am hoping that they will let me drop off my bags. But, they do better than that. They let me check in!  I unpack and then catch the bus to the T which is what the locals in Boston call the Subway. I ride it in and go to the Convention Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of thin, high strung runners. All jabbering away about carbo loading, depletion, new shoes etc.  I stand in line with the rest, get my number and tee shirt. Then I wander around the expo and watch people buy stuff. I settle for one tee shirt, a coffee cup and a pull over. Then I walk to Newberry Street and have a hamburger, read the paper and go to Trader Joes for supplies. Take the train and the bus back and chill out for the rest of the day and night. Read a lot and napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I am walking the back and hamstrings are tight but don't hurt much. If I sit down, then getting back up is a slow and painful process. The first 20 minutes of walking aren't much fun either. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7723552029275683971?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7723552029275683971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7723552029275683971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7723552029275683971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7723552029275683971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-to-boston-day-3-41809.html' title='The Road to Boston-Day 3 (4/18/09)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2193557109141655004</id><published>2009-04-23T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:25:02.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Boston-4 Days to Go (4/17/09)</title><content type='html'>Slept in this morning. Waking up, I discovered that my back hurt so bad (probably from carrying the heavy bags up the subway stairs) that I had to crawl to the door and pull myself up.  I ate some cereal and then got the bright idea that a run should loosen up the sore muscles. I ran down to Astoria Park which is on the East River, opposite Roosevelt Island. Did the old man's jog for the first mile or so and then I did in fact warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the day hobbling to the subway station, taking the train to Harald Square to watch a movie. (State of Prey) Great movie. Met daughter in the upper East Side for dinner and then headed back to my Daughter's place. Back still as tight as one of those Japanese drums. Ouch!  Back to bed for an early flight to Boston.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2193557109141655004?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2193557109141655004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2193557109141655004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2193557109141655004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2193557109141655004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-to-boston-4-days-to-go-41709.html' title='Countdown to Boston-4 Days to Go (4/17/09)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1765991445823833314</id><published>2009-04-23T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:20:30.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Boston 5 Days to Go Part 2</title><content type='html'>A very long flight, followed by a slow ride on the E train from JFK to Forrest Hills, transfer to the R train to Steinway. Then, a painful and slow walk up Steinway to my daughter's place. Dump the bags, take a quick shower and then back through Queens and back to Manhattan to meet her for lunch. My legs feel pretty fresh, even if I am feeling pretty tired for lack of sleep. Hanging around a bookstore helps, then dinner with my daughter, another shower and than sack time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1765991445823833314?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1765991445823833314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1765991445823833314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1765991445823833314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1765991445823833314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-to-boston-5-days-to-go-part-2.html' title='Countdown to Boston 5 Days to Go Part 2'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7924496474127279563</id><published>2009-04-15T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:13:40.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Boston-5 Days to go Part 1</title><content type='html'>Last day in San Francisco. I did a lot of paperwork at work, did one last Pier 80 run (see earlier posts for pictures) and packed my stuff. The plan is once I get home, to get cleaned up, have some dinner and get to the train to go to the airport. Need to get something to read for the trip too. More when I get to the airport tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7924496474127279563?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7924496474127279563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7924496474127279563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7924496474127279563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7924496474127279563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-to-boston-5-days-to-go-part-1.html' title='Countdown to Boston-5 Days to go Part 1'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2769910433506193646</id><published>2009-04-14T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:23:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Boston-6 Days to Go</title><content type='html'>Next to last day at work. Spent most of it looking at a file and a report I should have finished a week ago, but my mind is definitely not on my job. Did manage to file my taxes and send in some bill payments. A trip to Niketown resulted in a nice pair of skate shoes. This evening was spent packing and of course writing this nonsense. Am I still nervous? You bet! A light fixture in a bathroom refuses to work, even with new bulbs and I was stressing about that. Suddenly I care which of the gazillion running and Livestrong tee shirts I need to bring.  Then, I felt a big pain in my kneecap. why? I haven't the foggiest idea, I was literally changing a lightbulb when it happened.  I took a shower and hurt then.  Afterward I ate and the pain had gone away completely. I think the mind is really playing tricks on me now!  Work tomorrow, then a quick dinner, then the flight to JFK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2769910433506193646?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2769910433506193646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2769910433506193646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2769910433506193646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2769910433506193646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-to-boston-6-days-to-go.html' title='Countdown to Boston-6 Days to Go'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8513241667142795035</id><published>2009-04-13T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:15:34.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Boston-7 Days to go</title><content type='html'>A week from now, I will be in Boston. As I write this, it's 10:15 a.m. pst which means that if I am running well, I will be near the finish of the race exactly a week from now. For the past few days, I have been feeling the usual pre race jitters/regrets. Did I do enough long runs, enough speed work, enough racing?  By now of course, its too late.  For this race, I've tried a pretty aggressive taper, halving my milage, but doing some fast tempo runs and pick ups when I do run. My weight hasn't gone up. I'm happy about that. Today, I'm doing a 7.5 run with some pick ups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8513241667142795035?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8513241667142795035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8513241667142795035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8513241667142795035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8513241667142795035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-to-boston-7-days-to-go.html' title='Countdown to Boston-7 Days to go'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6928517529001472025</id><published>2009-04-07T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:42:57.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>In August, two weeks before he was to start the 8th grade of Junior High, they put him in a cage. It was made of chromed steel, hard plastic and stiff cow hide. The hard plastic shell fit around his hips like a vise, made tight by Velcro straps. Long steel strips went from the plastic base up his chest and back, meeting in a mesh of steel under his chin which was supported by a padded leather chin rest.&lt;br /&gt;            While he was wearing his cage, he was unable to lift his arms above his chest. Each time he tried, his shoulders and upper arms would bang into the steel bars. He could not turn his head and if he wanted to look at something or someone that wasn’t directly in front of him, had to move his entire body to the left or right. The doctor told him that he had to wear the cage at all times, except in the shower for the first six months. Getting a full night’s sleep was impossible, and the only sleep he did get was when he was flat on his back. Any other position caused the metal bars to dig into his body.&lt;br /&gt;            He learned to eat by bringing the fork, spoon or cup high to his mouth and trying to lean forward. Even then, he would spill something almost every time. The food or liquid dribbling down the front of his shirt and on the chin guard which he had to clean after every meal. For two weeks, his only physical activity was the occasional walk. There was no more baseball, biking, running, hiking and nothing that would use up the endless supply of nervous energy flowing through his veins. The cage removed his legs.&lt;br /&gt;            Finally, the day he had been dreading for weeks came, the first day of school. Down the street he walked. At first, unnoticed. Then gradually, he saw out of the corner of his eye, other kids in his school pointing at him. He walked straight to the classroom without stopping by his locker or talking to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;            In the classroom, the teacher barely acknowledged him as she went through her lesson plan. Sitting down was awkward and very painful. First he had to fall into his seat. Then, the straps and steel bars dug into his hips and lower back. When the teacher called out his name, several of the students laughed out loud and he heard a whispered “tin man” behind him.&lt;br /&gt;            For the next six months, every day was a repeat of the first. Like and endless looping nightmare, never changing, never ending. He lost every friend he thought he had. Prevented from taking gym class, he spent that hour in the library.&lt;br /&gt;            The one day that was different was when on the way home from school, a bully pushed him down to the ground from behind. He pancaked on the ground, skinning his hands, knees and nose. He surprised the bully by slowly getting up and punching him in the nose. The bully punched him in the chest, hitting one of the metal bars. That was the end of the fight, except for the usual by the bully and his friends that “I’m going to get you later.” Nothing ever came of it, but, he would sometimes wish for more confrontations, at least someone would be talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;            Unannounced, his mother took him back to the doctor where he was prodded and asked where his back hurt and to do some stretching exercises. At the end of the exam the doctor turned to his Mother and said “he can take the brace off for one hour a day, starting tomorrow.” His Mother and the doctor spent another 10 minutes talking, but he didn’t hear a word.&lt;br /&gt;            That Friday night, he was unable to sleep for more than a few minutes at a time and for once, it wasn’t because of the brace. He couldn’t decide when or how he would use his one hour of freedom. He knew that during the week, he would use it for gym class. Finally, the sun came up. His father made his decision for him about his morning. “You need to mow the lawn, wash out the garage and wash the car before you do anything.”&lt;br /&gt;            By the time he finished his chores, it was past 2. He went inside his room and took off the cage. Feeling the loss of the 10 pounds of chrome and leather, he felt light and fast and clean. He put on his sneakers and went out. “Where are you going” his Mother asked. “Out” he said. “When are you coming back?” “In an hour” he responded as he closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;            The air felt damp and heavy. The fog was rolling over the hills from Pacifica. He knew there was the sun behind the clouds and the fog. He could feel the warmth, even if he couldn’t see it. He started walking down the street. Faster and faster, until he was running with hard, painful breaths. His body wanted to stop, to make the pain in his legs and chest go away, but, he ignored that. Running to the top of a hill, he paused to look around, back towards the airport and his neighborhood. Then he turned around and ran back home.&lt;br /&gt;            Sunday, after he got back from Mass, he ran again. He wanted to go to the library. To get some books on famous runners, but, he would have to wait. In those days, there was no internet, no Amazon, no Barnes &amp;amp; Noble. Nothing to quench the thirst of instant gratification. He had to wait and for him, waiting was a slow death.&lt;br /&gt;            Monday came and in his hands were his gym sweats. New, too big because they hadn’t been washed yet. He went to gym class with a smile on his face. After changing, he handed his cage to the Coach in his glassed in office. The cage wouldn’t fit in a regular locker. The Coach looked at the cage and then at him. He said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;            In class, he played basketball on an outdoor asphalt court. He didn’t shoot one basket, but was content to run as fast as he could up and down the court. Once, he stole the ball from one of the better players, passed it to another for an easy layup. The player turned and yelled, “good pass.” He smiled and said nothing. It was the first friendly words he had heard from somebody his own age in months. When he retrieved the cage, the Coach asked, “you have to wear this every day?” “Yes, I can only take it off for one hour a day.” The Coach nodded and said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;            The rest of winter passed in this way. He was still alone, but he was left alone. Still the freak, the robot, the tin man that wasn’t spoken to, but, now was harassed either. In mid February, he saw a notice posted on the locker room wall. “Tryouts for track, February 21.” He ran as much as he could in gym and on the weekend before the try out.&lt;br /&gt;            It was so cold the day of the tryout that he could see his breath every time he exhaled. Huge clouds of steam seemed to float over the grassy and muddy field. The Track Coach was a tall, thin man with glasses, wearing leather shoes with three stripes on the sides. He’d never seen shoes like that close up, only in books or in the old track and field magazines he read in the library. He only had his sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;            The Coach pointed to several boys before getting to him and then said, “you boys will be running two laps. Let’s see how you do.”  He lined up on a painted chalk line in the grass with the rest of the boys. The Coach yelled “go!” and pushed the button on his stop watch. He felt dizzy as he sprinted around the turn with the other boys, out of breath after only 20 or 30 yards, but he hung on. It hurt, but he kept going.&lt;br /&gt;            One by one, one of the boys would slow and he would pass on the left. Still, there were two boys in front of him when they passed the Coach for the second lap. The Coach yelled out their split times as they passed, his face red and excited. On the back stretch, he sprinted and it hurt so bad, he had block spots in his eyes. Each breath burned his throat and chest. Still, he made himself keep going. Flying around the last turn, he finished 10 yards in front of the other runners.&lt;br /&gt;            Bent over, holding his knees as he tried to get some air in his lungs and not throw up, he&lt;br /&gt;heard the Coach say “track isn’t like baseball or football, the clock doesn’t care what kind of&lt;br /&gt;shoes you wear, if you are popular or if you wear a back brace. It only matters how fast you run.&lt;br /&gt;Son, you are some fast runner. You will be running the 880 and maybe the mile. Get yourself&lt;br /&gt;some spikes and we’ll see you tomorrow. Oh, and call me Bob, never call me Coach.”&lt;br /&gt;            The way home that day, was the easiest he had made since he had been sentenced to the&lt;br /&gt;cage. He was about halfway home when he heard, “hey wait up!” It was a short guy with dark&lt;br /&gt;hair he had seen at the tryouts and around the school named Mike. “So, what event are you&lt;br /&gt;running? I’m doing the quarter mile.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6928517529001472025?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6928517529001472025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6928517529001472025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6928517529001472025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6928517529001472025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4109821626703371496</id><published>2009-04-06T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:25:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SdqO9VVIMNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rV2zJHA9fMY/s1600-h/lsblackwallpaper1680x1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321723094040588498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SdqO9VVIMNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rV2zJHA9fMY/s320/lsblackwallpaper1680x1050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some people, "Lucky Man" is the name of a song by either (depending on your age or musical interests) Emerson Lake and Palmer or The Verve. I like both songs. I was listening to The Verve's song and got to thinking about whether I am a 'Lucky Man." Considering that my children are healthy, intelligent and focused on living a life worth living, I am a lucky man. That my wife is a kind person and a wonderful caretaker of us all, again, I am a lucky man. I have a good job, am reasonably healthy and have had some success in running and other things. Yes, I am a lucky man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what about other people who aren't so lucky? I got to thinking about this during my Mother's recent fight with cancer. Writing and calling the Lance Armstrong Foundation did wonders for my confidence in helping my Mother. So, I'm doing what I can, financially and spreading the word for those people who aren't so lucky. let's not depend on the government or on other people to do something. Lets.....................................................Livestrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4109821626703371496?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4109821626703371496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4109821626703371496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4109821626703371496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4109821626703371496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/lucky-man.html' title='Lucky Man'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SdqO9VVIMNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rV2zJHA9fMY/s72-c/lsblackwallpaper1680x1050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-449044327798342405</id><published>2009-04-01T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:15:01.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Relief</title><content type='html'>When people talk or write about the benefits of running, almost all of it has to do with the physical benefits. Lowering the heart rate and blood pressure, cholesterol, losing weight etc. I think the biggest benefit is it offers an escape from everyday pressures and worries. Whether its the scenery, the pace or that side stitch that won't go away, it is easy to forget about everyday stresses and focus on the run.  Anyone who has done any kind of running will recall a time where a solution to a problem arrived during the run without any prompting or thinking. It was just there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the average pair of running shoes is 80 bucks and the average cost of therapy is 75 to 100 bucks, lawyers especially divorce lawyers go for 250-350 an hour, running offers a pretty cheap solution to problems and escape from stress. Just looking at a new pair of running shoes brings fantasies of fast effortless runs. Probably won't come true, but then PF Flyers didn't make me jump higher or run faster either. Still, the dream is still alive and the chance to escape to the outdoors should always be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have regretted not going for a run, but I have never regretted going for a run, even if it was in the snow or rain or in the boiling sun. So,  take a mental health break and go for a run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-449044327798342405?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/449044327798342405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=449044327798342405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/449044327798342405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/449044327798342405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress-relief.html' title='Stress Relief'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3972958266261824960</id><published>2009-03-14T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:43:40.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run to the Golden Gate</title><content type='html'>Out and back run, total distance 12 miles. Total distance from here to the office, about a zillion miles. Love to do this run to get away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly at the halfway point of the run doing my Captain Jack pose. This is the Fort Point area of the bridge, almost right underneath it. Since its my favorite photo, I wanted to start with this one. Behind me is a popular break for surfing depending on the tides and how close to the rocks the surfers are willing to get. Just too beautiful for words, so I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyGKe6eB0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lzq8gxdtiks/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269175045457730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyGKe6eB0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lzq8gxdtiks/s200/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyEdBXIvCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7IC0QCFWmO8/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313267294506892322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyEdBXIvCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7IC0QCFWmO8/s200/DSC00592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Pier 39, the first notable sight along the Embarcadero. For me the highlight is always hearing the singers who sing along with taped songs and sucker tourists out of their money. Oh and the guys that paint themselves silver or gold are amusing too. Watch out for the sea lions they bite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyD3YeeMcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuf1e2ZHEYw/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313266647876645314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyD3YeeMcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuf1e2ZHEYw/s200/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This part of the Embarcadero follows the trolley line that runs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;along the water. On this section, you can buy your tee shirts, have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hamburger at In &amp;amp; Out or wings at Hooters or for even more fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;get your purse or wallet stolen. Be careful of smiling faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyDLFVGH3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WGpqTKsTujg/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313265886822801266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyDLFVGH3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WGpqTKsTujg/s200/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the dirt trail that runs along the shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the area called Crissy Field. The Presidio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now known more for the home of the Sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basement is on the left. Normally, the path is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;filled with women pushing strollers or walking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their dogs or sometimes doing both. More obstacle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;course than path, its still very pretty and easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the joints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I think it is one of the most beautiful parts of San Francisco and everyone coming to this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;area, owes themselves the favor of walking here, taking some photos and breathing the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3972958266261824960?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3972958266261824960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3972958266261824960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3972958266261824960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3972958266261824960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/03/run-to-golden-gate.html' title='Run to the Golden Gate'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SbyGKe6eB0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lzq8gxdtiks/s72-c/DSC00601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7367507214414379079</id><published>2009-03-14T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:49:20.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My run to Pier 80</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx-KiRjupI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xyvx6Bae9ek/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313260379854584466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx-KiRjupI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xyvx6Bae9ek/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The photo above is a pier that juts out into the bay from where the Embarcadero meets Mission Street. Its a favorite place for people to take a break from work or for young couples to be together and enjoy the view. I finish my runs here and am often asked to take the photos of the smiling couples, which I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx7V5bdFwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/L_pyR1jVLRU/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313257276513785602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx7V5bdFwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/L_pyR1jVLRU/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am at the back side of the ballpark by McCovey Cove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posing in my New Balance 1063's. Okay, advertising pitch over, I'll just comment that in the summer, I like to time my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;runs so I pass by this point in the middle of a day game so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear the crowds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx6vabJD7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/n_QTC2nPQbY/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313256615355944882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx6vabJD7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/n_QTC2nPQbY/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo is the view going from the Y down the Embarcadero towards the Bay Bridge. Usually, there are tons of people, strollers and of course, since this is San Francisco, the bums who like to lounge on the grass you see on the right side of the photo. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7367507214414379079?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7367507214414379079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7367507214414379079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7367507214414379079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7367507214414379079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-runs.html' title='My run to Pier 80'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/Sbx-KiRjupI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xyvx6Bae9ek/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5011914334348920622</id><published>2009-03-11T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:58:40.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and tips on choosing your race distance</title><content type='html'>This season, I have cut back on my road racing to focus on trail races. So far, I have had two first places and one second place in the 30K distance. I did finish a 50K, but was 8th out of 8 men in my age group. An accomplishment, but i discovered that this distance is not for me. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next race is the Boston Marathon on April 20, 2009. This is my first time running the oldest&lt;br /&gt;road race in the USA and you could say it's been on my "bucket list" for a long time. My only goal is to run faster than my time in the Eugene Maraton, 3:25. Other than that, I am going back to see one of my daughters who lives in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned above, I discovered that I am more competitive in the shorter distances-half marathons and 30Ks (18 miles) than I am at the Marathon and ultra marathons. I am basing this opinion on running all of these races at or near the limits of my potential and comparing my finishes. The best finish in a marathon for my age group has been 14th, while I've won at the shorter distances. Granted, the fields at trail races are smaller, but I enjoy them more because the atmosphere is more relaxed and the entry fees are cheaper. I also recover faster from trail races than in the road races which is important because I like to get back to serious training as soon as possible after a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for choosing your distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Try them all, from 5ks to marathon provided you have have the experience.&lt;br /&gt;2) Treat a new distance as "training" and see how you feel during and after the race.&lt;br /&gt;3) Gauge how hard your effort is versus your results. Does a short intense 5K feel much better&lt;br /&gt;than the longer slower paced events? Or vice versa?&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you prefer destination races? New York, Boston, London, Italy? Then, the marathon or half marathons are what you should be training for because these races only offer those distances.&lt;br /&gt;5) What do your friends like to run?&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you like to do charity runs?&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you even have the time or interest in training for a marathon? If not, then training for a 5K or 10K is much easier and less time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! Please give me whatever feedback you have, I'm always interested in learning from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5011914334348920622?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5011914334348920622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5011914334348920622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5011914334348920622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5011914334348920622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-and-tips-on-choosing-your-race.html' title='Updates and tips on choosing your race distance'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4304751930820525977</id><published>2009-03-02T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:33:53.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running as a couple</title><content type='html'>Most runners have a significant other. Some of these people are also runners and some aren't. Until recently, my significant other otherwise known as my "beloved" was not a runner. So I have put in a lot thought about how runners can avoid some relationship pitfalls. First, I will offer some suggestions when you have a relationship with a non-runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get something straight, the non-runner does not fully understand your obsession with running. The never ending buying of shoes and other clothes, the races, the need for a long run on the weekend, why you can run for a few hours and have a big smile on your face. Or, how you can run for 3 hours but not have enough energy to clean the garage.It's a mystery to them. But, he or she can be accepting of your obsession if you remember one very important thing. &lt;strong&gt;Do not let your running be a bigger priority than they are. &lt;/strong&gt;If you want to have a good relationship, you're going to have to come up with some creative ideas of getting in your workouts and giving quality and quantitative time to your significant other. Here are some tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Run while at work, give up the lunch hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Get up early, much earlier if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When she is doing something on her own, go for a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Always keep a pair of running shoes at work and in your car. Be like a boy scout aka Be Prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If she/he asks you to run an errand, take "run" literally and run to the store and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Remember that 2-3 runs of a few miles each still equal 6-10 miles of running a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I won't bore you with more suggestions, I'm sure you get the picture. Now on to relationships where both people are runners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the more experienced runner, promise yourself one thing. &lt;strong&gt;Do not become THE EXPERT and coach all of the fun out of the new runner. &lt;/strong&gt;It's supposed to be fun, remember? If your SO asks you questions about training or shoes and you know what you are talking about or you write to me first, then offer a suggestion. Keep it a suggestion, and not an order. Be patient. What feels like a nice easy 9 mile jog is a lung burning torture fest to the new runner. If you run with them, think of it as a recovery run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SO recently gave me a near heart attack when she said she wanted to do a couples 5K relay around Lake Merritt in Oakland California. I said sure and signed us up. She continued to run and walk on the treadmill. Being a coach, I did sneak a peak at her form, saw it was pretty good and kept my mouth shut. When she told me she had done 2 miles or 40 minutes on the treadmill of running and walking, I praised her. Otherwise, I kept my mouth shut. She didn't ask me about the race other than how it would work. In this case, the women would run a 5K followed by the men. The weather report said it would be raining and I said to her that if she didn't want to run, then that was fine. Remember, this is supposed to be fun and not boot camp. It was pouring rain the morning of the race, but she said she wanted to try. Before the beginning of the race, she asked me about how fast she should run. I suggested that she start slow and then if she felt good, to try to speed up and not to worry about the other runners. So, she lined up and off they went. Some 30 minutes later, she come jogging in with a smile and I take off. After the race, I said over and over how proud of her I was. Remember that. You should be proud too. Running a race for the first time is an accomplishment. We all know the feeling during a race where the body wants to slow down or quit and your mind forces you to go on. New racers learning this and overcoming their doubts and fears should be praised, &lt;strong&gt;especially if they are your SO!!&lt;/strong&gt; So let's review:&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't be a know it all and suck all the fun out of running.&lt;br /&gt;2) Share information when asked, make suggestions, but don't be offended if the suggestions aren't taken&lt;br /&gt;3) Reward them for meeting goals, the first mile, the first 5K, the first race.&lt;br /&gt;4) If you are a marathoner and your SO wants to run a 5K, do it. Be your SO's pacer during the race.&lt;br /&gt;5) Use running as a vacation. Suggest a race at a vacation spot. Some people run in the Vegas marathon just to get married. In this race, you can stop in the middle of the marathon, take your vows and finish the race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she wants to run another 5k, only we have to go together. Big smile on face, "great!" And I meant it too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4304751930820525977?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4304751930820525977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4304751930820525977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4304751930820525977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4304751930820525977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/03/running-as-couple.html' title='Running as a couple'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6257899753430635614</id><published>2009-02-16T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:34:29.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Treadmill and suggestions on using them</title><content type='html'>I can't speak for others, but for myself, I REALLY HATE RUNNING ON TREADMIILS. Still, it's pouring rain outside, the trails have turned into swamps and running on the roads is near suicidal because drivers either can't or won't see runners or cyclists. So, off to the gym I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One method of dealing with the boredom of running on the treadmill that has worked well for me is a workout I call "Progressions."  I start with a 5 minute warmup at a 11-12 minute a mile pace. Then I speed up to a 10 mile pace for 3 minutes, do 11.5 miles an hour pace for 2 minutes, then it's 3 minutes at 9.5 miles an hour, warmdown of 2 minutes at 11 miles and hour, then its another 3 minutes of 9 miles an hour, with a warm down of 10.5 miles an hour.  I usually do 6-8 progressions and then work my way back down. It's an intense hour workout that will improve your speed and help the time go faster because your pace will be varied through out the entire run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way of working out is increasing the incline level gradually. Caution must be used because running at full speed at an steep incline is hard on the achilles tendons, do not over do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of intervals is to give yourself a time frame, such as 3 minutes and see how far you can run, trying to keep the same pace, with short rest periods in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note-use caution when running on a treadmill.  It is real easy to overstride while running a fast pace on these things. Do not land on your heels. Try to run so it feels like you are landing on the balls of your feet. Keep your strides short.  Try to maintain a good form, straight back, arms swinging back and forth, regular breathing and low smooth strides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6257899753430635614?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6257899753430635614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6257899753430635614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6257899753430635614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6257899753430635614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/02/treadmill-and-suggestions-on-using-them.html' title='The Treadmill and suggestions on using them'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4406393040916662087</id><published>2009-02-13T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:26:01.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Training</title><content type='html'>Cross training is not a substitute for running, it is a compliment for running!  There, had to get that out of the way.  Now, let's address the benefits of cross training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Lifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Can be used to strengthen the core muscles which will result in better running form. This in turn will allow the runner to run more efficiently and thus, you will run faster with the same effort.  This is a really good thing. Core training can include weight lifting, crunches/situps/reverse situps/pullups/dips etc etc.  If you have a trainer or other resource at your gym, tell that person that you are a runner and want a program to strengthen your core. The key is to make this training a habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Can strengthen parts of your body that you normally don't associate with running. For example, weight training can strengthen the upper body which is useful in two ways. First, weight training can help to maintain fast twitch muscles for that finishing sprint at the end of the race that I know all of you want to do. Second, it will help on the hills.  Upper body strength aka pumping the arms helps the runner maintain speed when going up hills, especially the steep ones. Weight lifting for the legs will also up going up, but more importantly, stronger quads mean going downhill will be easier and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many swimmer can tell you, swimming is a great form of cardio exercise. Besides improving in this area, swimming also allows for workouts that are not stessful to the joints and tendons. Besides swimming, running in water is a good way to build strength and to rehab injured or sore muscles. I would suggest that runners think of getting in the pool for a half an hour to an hour at most. So, if you are feeling really achy and can't stand the thought of hitting the pavement, do the smart thing and jump in the pool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of cardio, cycling offers many of the same benefits as running without the pounding on the joints. However, to get the same cardio benefits as running, you will have to triple the amount of time on the bike. If possible, ride on trails or bike paths to avoid cars and to get a continuous ride. Like swimming, cycling also good for rehabbing injuries.  The main muscular benefits will be to your quads and if you use toe clips or clip pedals, your hamstrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many other sports that could be considered cross training. These include tennis, skating, skiing, snowboarding etc.  As a runner, it is good to try other sports because the body can become stale and other sports will help you get muscles in shape that running won't. Try doing your cross training on rest or recovery days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4406393040916662087?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4406393040916662087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4406393040916662087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4406393040916662087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4406393040916662087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/02/cross-training.html' title='Cross Training'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5926325575895198698</id><published>2009-02-05T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:50:16.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me crazy, but..............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last Saturday,  I loaded up my Northface Gulper backpack with water, granola bars, my cell phone and my debit card.  Then, I trotted down the street towards my normal trail run. Except, this time, when I got to the turnoff for Backcreek, I kept going. Eagle Peak? Kept going, going going going, until I reached the summit of Mt. Diablo!  So, now I've ridden my road bike to the top, my mountain bike too and have now run to the top. I've never driven to the top, but, I don't think I missed anything. Along the way, I passed several parties who all wanted to know how far it was to the top, ahhhhh, not sure, this is my first time resulted in strange looks and serious eye rolling sent my way. On the way down, even more groups of people who saw the sign "4 miles to the top" and thought that leaving at 1 in the after noon gave them plenty of time and one bottle of water was enough for a hike to the summit.  Ahhh, good luck was all I could say.  At least the were out here. I guess burning some calories the day before the Super Bowl.That said, it was a great day for a run, sore feet, sore back and sore wife not withstanding. I can think of  worse things to do with my Saturday, especially since I managed to "forget" about the yardwork etc.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5926325575895198698?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5926325575895198698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5926325575895198698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5926325575895198698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5926325575895198698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/02/call-me-crazy-but.html' title='Call me crazy, but..............................'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-9070950831776302288</id><published>2009-01-25T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:11:54.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you want to run a 5K?</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year. New Year's resolutions, going to the gym, giving up sweets and running in your very first 5K race. Running magazines are full of articles with advice on running your first or your fastest 5K.  Reading the magazine every month can get confusing. So, I thought I would pare down this information overload into something (I hope) that will be useful to first time racers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals-Set a specific goal.  If you just want to finish or do you want to finish in a specific time?  Be clear about this, remember, just finishing a race is an accomplishment. If it is your first, remember that there are many races to come where you can improve on your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICKING A RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training suggestions assume that you pick a race 3 months in advance.  In picking a race, make these considerations. Is the race course flat or hilly?  For first timers, I suggest finding a flat course.  How big is the race?  If it is run in conjuction with a 10K or half marathon, the field will be larger than a singular 5K.  If you like big crowds and that kind of atmosphere, great!  Some people feed off that type of energy. Like being in a concert, only this time, you get to be in the band!  If you are a little nervous about being around big crowds, look for a smaller venue. Some first time runners like to participate in groups such as Team in Training and other organizations. If that interests you, then by all means, have fun running in the group but remember, the group can only go as fast as its slowest member, so if you want to see how fast you can run a 5K, then this might not be for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following assumes that you have at least 3 months to train for your race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST WANT TO FINISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who just want to finish and would like to run the entire race and who have been training three months or less or are even just starting,  I have the following suggestions. You should run 3-4 times a week from now until the race.  Weightlifting or other cross training is fine, but do those on non-running days. Your training goal is to get used to running a half an hour without stopping. If you are just starting out, I would suggest you run for 15 minutes and turn around and run back to your starting point. If you have to walk, that is fine, but start running when you catch your breath. If you are running with a friend, run as fast as you can talk. What is he talking about you ask?  What I mean is that run with your friend and have a conversation, when you are too tired to talk, slow down. eventually, you will be able to talk and run the entire way.  Once you can do this, I guarantee you will finish your 5K.  If you can also follow my tips on running the race, you might surprise yourself with how well you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, speed training might be a bit much. However, if you want to try it, keep it simple and do the fartlek exercises during your regular run in the 4 weeks prior to your race. I do believe that running one over distance run a week after 4 weeks of training would be helpful to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO RUN FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have been running 3 months or more and you want to do more than just finish,  your training should be specifically focused on becoming faster and just as important, stronger. Your training will involve three different components, speed training,  overdistance for building stamina and recovery runs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your runs up to this point have been for a half an hour or more for more than three months, you've already built up a base to begin speed training. One thing to keep in mind is that more injuries occur during this phase than in any other. I suggest that following a speed workout, you take two recovery days afterwards, either cross training or recovery runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One type of speed workouts is called "fartlek" which is a Swedish word for "speedplay."  In this type of run, you run at a relaxed speed for at least 5 minutes, then run faster for 2-3 minutes, then run at a relaxed speed and so on.  Some people run fast from one object (like a telephone pole) to another rather than time. The point is to run at different speeds during a run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another type of workout are intervals. Here you will need to go to a track and will needs a digital watch or stopwatch.  You will need to record your times so that you can track improvement. At the track, I would suggest jogging 2-4 laps aroung the track, followed by some stretching. Then for your first interval, I would suggest you run two laps at what feels fast to you. The second lap should feel harder than the first and if you like, you can sprint to the finish line. Write down your time. Then jog a lap and do another 2 laps. If this is your first interval workout, you can stop there. End the workout with a 4 lap jog and some stretching.  If you feel stronger, try doing 3-4 totals "intervals" with the 1 lap rest jog in between.  You will find that you will be pretty sore after your first interval session. For your first month, do only one interval session a week. You will find that over a period, your effort will feel the same while your times improve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note-interval training can become very complex and there are many types of workouts available to runners. I have written the above workout to keep things as simple as possible for a new racer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERDISTANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdistance training is meant to build endurance, that is being able to keep running even after you feel tired. It also the aerobic of exercises, resulting in a stronger heart and lungs. In a nut shell, overdistance is running a workout that is longer than the projected race distance. A 5k is 3.1 miles, so anydistance over that could be called "overdistance."  Runners who just want to finish and those with time goals will benefit from this training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most training plans listed in the magazines will schedule this type of run for the weekend, usually Sunday. If you happen to have more time to run on another day, then by all means, run it on a Tuesday or whatever.  If you have been running for 15 minutes and turning back, then try running for 20 or 25 minutes and turning back. That's it. Nothing different.  For those of you with a goal to get faster, you can do the same or can try a different route.  If you have the opportunity to run on a soft surface for this run, I strongly recommend that you do so because there will be less pounding on your legs. Another way to get in more miles is to split the training for the day. For example, you only have time to run your regular route at lunch. Do that and then head to the gym and put in a few extra miles on the treadmill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapering is the final preparation for a racer. In order for your training to be effective in a race, you need to give your body a chance to rest and get stronger. All runners should taper. For a 5k, your taper should be the week of the race.  If you have been running 4 times a week, run only 3 times. Your runs should not include overdistance and do not lift weights or do other crosstraining or sports. Your runs should be shorter. It is good to run quick for workouts on a Tuesday through Thursday on the week of the race. One run should be an easy jog.  If this is your first taper, you will notice some strange things. You might feel some pain or an ache in your legs. Don't worry, that is normal, your body is recovering from all your previous workouts. Secondly, you might start feeling more "hyper" full of excess energy and feeling pretty strong.  DO NOT GO OUT AND RUN A HARD WORKOUT!  Many racers have ruined their race by doing this!  Save your race for when it counts.  The day before the race, eat whatever you normally do, don't over do it. Carbo loading and other eating prep that you may have heard about does not apply here. Get plenty of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the race, give yourself plenty of time to get to the course. Try to be there an hour to an hour and a half before the race. Pick up your number and relax. The temptation while standing around is to guzzle water. Don't!  Starting a race with a bloated stomach is no fun.  You won't need to bring water because the race is short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes before the start.  Jog for 5 minutes or so and then do some stretching.  You will probably notice some runners running very fast for a few seconds followed by slow jogs. These are called striders and are used to get the legs used to going fast from the very start of the race. those of you running for time can do 3-4 of these. Don't over do it in your excitement!  Do some stretching and make your way to the starting line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes before the start, you should be in your group.  Some races assign people to areas in the starting line based on your projected finish. If this is you, go there, even if you feel you are faster than your assigned group. If there are no assignments, avoid the temptation to stand at the very front. Especially if this is your first race. Too often, people who have no business starting at the front do so for their own egos sake. You will recognize them by their sprinting as fast as they can for the first few hundred yards of the race and then having to stop because they can't breath. Don't be one of them. Be one of those with a good pace that runs past these goobers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE START&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will come suddenly. It will be mass confusion. Often there is walking you have to do before even getting to the starting line. Start your watch when you cross the line and not before. Most races these days have chips that will time you.  Avoid weaving in and out of traffic. Do try to go at a pace that is your normal one or a little faster than your speed workouts. Avoid the temptation of going too fast then you are used to. You will not win a race during the first mile, but you can lost it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty likely that the first mile will be a blur to you. The field has spread out a bit and you have room to run. You should be going a little faster that "talking" speed, but not much more if your goal is to just finish. Those of you running for time, should be running at a speed that is slower than a sprint, but faster than your usual pace. Both runners should note the time (if there is a clock or on their watches) you've run the first mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND MILE is what makes or breaks your race.  During this mile, you will notice that it hurts to run at a quicker pace. This is where your overdistance and speed training will help you. Focus on your breathing and form.  Remember that in the mid point of every race, ever racer has doubts.  Most people who quit during a race do so in the second mile of a 5K.  If you've been training, you will not be one of them. in fact, you will probably be passing people who haven't been diligent in their training. The key for you is to FOCUS! Listen to your breathing and maintain the same pace as in the first mile. Watch your arms and keep them moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE THIRD MILE is where the fun begins. You know you will finish the race. It's only a mile right?  If you want to finish and don't care about the time, keep to your pace, enjoy the scenery, listen to the people cheer you and have a good time. You are almost there. Those of you running for time, it is now time to use your speed training.  Bit by bit increase your pace. You want to feel smooth as possible. Keep your form and focus as before.  Remember all those 2 lappers? Well, you only have to do one for the race!  Keep speeding up gradually, if there are 1/4 mile markers or meter markers,  once your passed the 1000 meter marker or 1/2 mile marker, you should be going about 90% of your max but still in control. Save the sprint for the last 1/4 mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE RACE.  Take a little jog and do some stretching.  Get something to eat and relax. YOU'VE DONE IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-9070950831776302288?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/9070950831776302288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=9070950831776302288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9070950831776302288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/9070950831776302288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-you-want-to-run-5k.html' title='So you want to run a 5K?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4618167522724675413</id><published>2009-01-18T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:29:45.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run when you can, walk when you have to</title><content type='html'>Race day came early. In my case, it came at 5:30 a.m.  After eating and having some coffee, I packed the jeep and headed out. No traffic and the drive was peaceful listening to the radio and thinking about the race and my goals. Frankly, I wanted to finish, then get in a good workout and then run in 6 hours. Arriving at the registration tables, I saw a long line except for one table. Of course the long lines were for the 9K, 21K and the 30K. The empty table was for you................you guessed it. The 50K.  Number in hand, I walked back to the jeep, drank some more water and rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start, it was pretty packed at the trailhead. Thinking that I should start slow, I waited 10-15 rows back. The race starts and the pack starts walking. And walking, and walking. Almost 3 miles up the singletrack. This section is 7 miles round trip and is called the Orange Loop. At first, I am not happy. Then I decided that since I didn't want to start out too fast, it could be a blessing. Finally getting to a fire road, I can run. I am feeling fine and it is going well. With some walking at the really steep sections. I reach the top of the peak and turn around and the fun begins. Flying down the trails, I probably ran the couse in half the time it took me to come up. Now on the two loops of the Pink Trail. This goes pretty well and I am making good time. Down we go to a large path that connects to the other half of Pink Loop. This is hard. Here I have to walk for longer stretches than I want to, but its just too steep in sections for running and walking ends up being faster. Finally, its a downhill section and I am coasting. Reaching the aid station, I gulp some fluids, wolf down some potato chips and pretzels and start back up the Pink trail again. This trip is a little harder. On the section part of the loop, I am really feeling pain in my quads, calfs, ankles, eyebrows, pretty much the whole body except my nose. I get to the aid station and check in, then its another trip on the Orange loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I reached the point in the race where I start thinking that this really wasn't a good idea. I am going so slow that I consider for a second that I should finish this loop and call it a day. Every race and every racer reaches this point in the race where they think about bailing. For me, I came up with the mantra, run when you can, walk when you have to. For the second loop, I was walking large parts of the Orange loop. Still, after pausing at the top to drink a lot of water from my bottle, I savored the view for a second and noted that there were people behind me. coming down, there was a really nasty section of loose rocks that had to be walked over and was so narrow, my ankles were being rubbed raw. Still I kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the aid section, I gulped down some Coke and filled up my bottle with Cytomax and water. Loaded up on pretzels and chips and stumbled down the trail. Going up I was passed by 4 men and 2 women and I felt no shame. I was doing the best I could and wasn't quitting. Finally reaching the peak, I gulped down the rest of the bottle and went downhill. Going down, I passed by a couple of men that I knew were in my age group. But I knew I was going to finish my longest run ever.  Reaching the bottom, I felt fine and even picked up the pace a bit. Collected my drink coaster for finishing my first Ultramarathon and wandered over to the cooler where I downed a couple of cokes in a few seconds. Grabbed a couple of sodas for the road and a handful of red vines, I made my way to my jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive home was an adventure all by itself. Wanting to avoid nodding off, I drank the sodas and ate the red vines in timed intervals to keep the sugar boost coming. Normally, the split off the bridge to 24 is no problem, but in this case, I was feeling so loopy, I was one lane too far away and had to take 80, get off at Powell and turn around. Oh well, better than getting into an accident. Everything after that went smoothly. Talked to the radio to keep awake and pulled into the driveway, safe if not necessarily sound. Took a shower and the basically passed out until 8 this morning. Had some breakfast and wrote this. Walking like a tin man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results. 7:05, good for 8th out of the 8 men in my age group. Beat a number of 40 year olds and 30 year olds which surprised me. I am beginning to think that the 50 year old age group may be the most competitive because the times are so close. Still,  feeling glad for the experience. Good training for Boston.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4618167522724675413?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4618167522724675413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4618167522724675413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4618167522724675413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4618167522724675413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/run-when-you-can-walk-when-you-have-to.html' title='Run when you can, walk when you have to'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2245575526716516783</id><published>2009-01-16T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:30:46.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysterious ailments plague me</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, I notice sharp pains in my lower shins and the back of my knees.  Normally, I'd be as psycho about this as the next runner, but I understand what is going on here. It's the usual tapering mystery pains that I always get.  There is a theory that once the workouts are decreased or eliminated prior to a race, the body heals itself and the pains are the areas where the muscles are regenerating. Do I believe this and think that it's not a real injury?  You Bet!  I have to in order to not psych myself out for tomorrows race. If not, I'd be a basket case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2245575526716516783?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2245575526716516783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2245575526716516783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2245575526716516783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2245575526716516783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/mysterious-ailments-plague-me.html' title='Mysterious ailments plague me'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8659278378382488346</id><published>2009-01-15T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:24:34.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapering is not fun</title><content type='html'>My body is telling me to stop being lazy and run. My mind says I have to rest to be ready for Saturday's race. The usual nervousness is here. Wondering if I did enough training, enough long runs, enough tempo runs etc.  Also wondering if my taper should have started last week. The usual pre-race jitters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8659278378382488346?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8659278378382488346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8659278378382488346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8659278378382488346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8659278378382488346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/tapering-is-not-fun.html' title='Tapering is not fun'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1485105080423477579</id><published>2009-01-13T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:15:07.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs you may be a Runner</title><content type='html'>You know that your car needs some work that will cost a 100-150 bucks and instead of taking the car to the shop, you go to your favorite running store and pick up another pair of running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watched reporters express dismay at the amount of shoes owned by Imelda Marcos and you asked yourself, “what’s wrong with that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet two women. One is a swimsuit model, the other is short, average looking with large muscular legs and a thin upper body. She has however run in the Western States 100 and is wearing her buckle. You fall in love with the woman with the buckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet two men. One makes a lot of money, drives a Porsche and is really good looking. The other is a classic ectomorph who may or may not have a job who tells you that he saw your race results and was really impressed and oh by the way, he ran in an all comers meet and did a 4:25 mile for a 40 year old. You leave on the arm of the ectomorph, talking about the intervals you’ll be doing the next morning. If he looks like Dean Karnazes, you’ll be planning your wedding instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are watching the Discovery Channel and you perk up when you hear the word, “Supernova” because you think it’s a review of the Adidas Supernova shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at a party and most people are drinking exotic alcoholic drinks. You are complimented by a tall dark and handsome man for your drink. He asks what it is and you reply, “cytomax.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at the Costco, standing in line and the person next to you asks how you as a parent can buy 3 cases of Mountain Dew. You reply, “it’s not for them, it’s for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of Dana Carvey, you don’t think of Wayne’s World etc., you remember Dana from track and cross country meets at Carlmont High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first sports hero was Abebe Bikila and you know where the Rift Valley is located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run a 50 mile race on a Sunday and while resting, watch a NFL game. Your body goes into convulsions caused by laughing when some overpaid steroid dimbulb mubbles on television about playing through pain during the 10-15 plays he was involved in on the field, each of which lasted about 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any reader wants to add to the list, please do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1485105080423477579?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1485105080423477579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1485105080423477579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1485105080423477579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1485105080423477579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/sings-you-may-be-runner.html' title='Signs you may be a Runner'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5873888036665585258</id><published>2009-01-13T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:56:58.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacifica 50K Race Day 1</title><content type='html'>Because I like to do a week of tapering before a race, I thought I would start my description of the Pacific 50K Trail Race today.  This race will be the longest race I have ever done. I have been treating this race like a marathon in my preparation. This week, my plan is to have 2-3 workouts, run at a quick speed with lots of rest. Yesterday, I ran a pretty quick 5 and a half miles. Today is my day of rest.  After getting my annual physical, I did some shopping and then watched the movie Gran Torino.  Very good movie, but I kept thinking about whether I should go lift weights or run on the treadmill. I am feeling pretty fit and I hate to be inactive. I have to resist temptation and not ruin my race. Tomorrow, I will run a (hopefully) quick 7 miles. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5873888036665585258?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5873888036665585258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5873888036665585258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5873888036665585258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5873888036665585258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/pacifica-50k-race-day-1.html' title='Pacifica 50K Race Day 1'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-7262166211050239940</id><published>2009-01-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:58:48.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I know how hard I should run?</title><content type='html'>For most runners, especially, those just starting out, figuring out how "hard" or how "fast" or how "long" a run should be can be really confusing. How will I know that I will get faster or stronger running this way? I will try to sort out this confusion for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A basic tenant of physical fitness is that muscles actually grow and get stronger while resting. While this seems counterintutituve, it is a scientific fact. Think about the fact that children grow while they are sleeping. So, running as fast as you can day after day will not result in a runer getting faster or stronger, it will lead to injury. So, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Bowerman may have been the first track coach to write down this fact, but it has been around for years. &lt;strong&gt;After an intensive workout, the runner should recover.&lt;/strong&gt; For some people, one recovery day between intensive workouts is enough, for others, more recovery days are necessary. I will get to what to do on recovery days, but first, let's get to what it means for a workout to be intensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of ways to determine the intensity of a run. The first and most obvious one is, was the run painful? Feeling very sore afterwards? That is one way of telling that a workout was intensive, but that doesn't provide much feedback on how that particular workout will help you improve or to show what kind of shape you are in. Which leads us to the next step, measuring intensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 1. If you have run a route more than once, you've established a personal record for that route, you have a base time for comparison. Dividing that time by your "base personal record" will result in a ratio indicating the intensity of the run. For example,  a a 7 mile run in 53 minutes is your PR. The current run is 56 minutes. Dividing 53 by 56 results in a ratio of .94 which would be a pretty intensive workout. A ratio of .60 would be an easy workout and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 2.  Measuring intensity by this method is based on a comparison of a per mile pace for the workout versus the race pace.  Thus, if your workout resulted in a average per mile pace of 8:30 per mile and your goal race pace is 7:30,  then clearly the intensity was not very high base on the pure numbers. My problem with this method of measurement is that it does not take into account the actual course. Running a 8:30 on a hilly course could actually be an extremely intense workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 3.  This is a method of measurement commonly referred to in books and magazine articles. It is called "training zones." Meaning zone 1 is easy, zone 5 is maxium intensity.  The measurement of the zones can be based on self perceived exertion or by the use of a heart monitor. This is a more complicated method because none of the measurements will mean anything to the runner unless they have first determined their lactate threshold and maximum heart rate. That subject will be dealt with later. In my opinion, for most runners, method 1 is the simpliestway of figuring out how hard a workout has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more to this subject. I will be happy to answer any questions the readers have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7262166211050239940?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7262166211050239940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7262166211050239940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7262166211050239940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7262166211050239940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-do-i-know-how-hard-i-should-run.html' title='How do I know how hard I should run?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4027098529984695050</id><published>2008-12-25T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:07:33.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see clearly now the rain is gone</title><content type='html'>I can see all obstacles in my way...................Yes, that's right, gonna be a bright, bright, bright shinny day!   Sometimes, a run can be a blessing. In this case, it was a run on the day before Christmas up to Eagle Peak near Mount Diablo in the San Francisco east bay. Wet muddy fire roads led to smooth, sticky and perfect conditions for running on the singletrack. While others were looking for parking spaces, I was looking down the trail as I ran, probably faster than I have in a long time. Sometimes it pays to remember that running is playing, so go out and play!  All the best. Happy Holidays and Happy New Years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4027098529984695050?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4027098529984695050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4027098529984695050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4027098529984695050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4027098529984695050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-see-clearly-now-rain-is-gone.html' title='I can see clearly now the rain is gone'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1175476318988436569</id><published>2008-12-20T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:43:54.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snif snif got a cold, should I run?</title><content type='html'>At the risk of sounding like a politican, it depends. For myself, my general rule is if the illness if from the neck up, then I bundle up and run. If it is in the chest, I stay indoors. The key is not to take so much time off that you lose fitness while resting enough to recover. Colds are often a sign of overtraining. In my recent case, it was the result of flying cross country in a crowded airplane. So, I did the workouts I could, not expecting great times, something to consider of you are sick and do run, I suggest thinking of it as just getting in the miles and not care about the time. If the cold is likely to be caused by overtraining (and how do I know that?-see below) than back off the training, do some cross training and take some naps. No kidding. Naps are, next to ice, a runners best friend. Remember, your body gets stronger when it is resting. So, when you are sick, take the Nyquil, watch network television, read Scientific American, whatever it takes to get you to sleep and think long term. Get over the cold, watch out for the over training and get back to your running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs you are overtraining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one subject that Runner's World beats to death, it is this one. Signs of overtraining include the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of motivation-oh jeez, not another 10 miler! Didn't I do that last week?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired all the time, right Honey, I'll take out the trash, in a minute...............................&lt;br /&gt;Being short tempered when you are normally easy going&lt;br /&gt;Not recovering from the previous day's run, even when it was a "recovery" run&lt;br /&gt;Your effort remains high, but your times plateau or worse, you get slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice any of these symptoms before you caught your cold? Now, you can see the use of a training diary in noting trends. Something to think about! Stay warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1175476318988436569?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1175476318988436569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1175476318988436569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1175476318988436569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1175476318988436569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/12/snif-snif-got-cold-should-i-run.html' title='snif snif got a cold, should I run?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8653266850220610355</id><published>2008-12-15T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:44:18.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful what you wish for or what you write in your blog</title><content type='html'>In an earlier post, I wrote about the joys of running in the winter and/or the rain. Today, I got what was coming to me. After taking the last two days because a cold (that I caught on the way to San Francisco frm JFK) had me feeling like death warmed over, I geared up and went out on my usual run along the bay. Heavy rain at times, sometimes windy, hey no problem, right?  RIGHT!!  I can do this. Pounding the pavement, trying to avoid the puddles and cars, I was making great progress, until....................................................it started hailing. Then it got a little grim. Add a couple of close calls with some fenders of cars and one UPS truck and I was home free. Wheezing like granny on the Beverly Hillibillies and feeling about as strong as Olive Oil, I crawled up the stairs to the locker room. Made it back to work and here I am, not working! But, I am warm and can gloat about getting in a workout when almost everybody else stayed indoors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8653266850220610355?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8653266850220610355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8653266850220610355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8653266850220610355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8653266850220610355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-careful-what-you-wish-for-or-what.html' title='Be careful what you wish for or what you write in your blog'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-8730127031629586066</id><published>2008-12-07T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:27:40.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter in New York</title><content type='html'>Traveling to New York meant two things for me. First and most importantly, it was a chance to spend time with my daughter who lives there. Secondly, it was a chance to meet and run with the members of the Hellgate Running Club of Astoria, New York.  With temperatures in the 30 to 40's, I was a little leary about wearing my favorite long running shorts instead of sweats, but was comfortable running the mile or so to Astoria Park and the track there to meet everybody. Introductions made, 3 other men and I ran through Astoria, Queens and onto Roosevelt Island. With beautiful views of Manhatten and the park itself, it was a really nice run. Shaking very cold hands afterward, I ran back to the apartment, happy and tired after a really nice. What's the point of all of this? That travel can be combined with running, all you need is desire, a daughter that likes to sleep in and directions from mapquest. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-8730127031629586066?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/8730127031629586066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=8730127031629586066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8730127031629586066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/8730127031629586066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-in-new-york.html' title='Winter in New York'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3202427663394191330</id><published>2008-12-02T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:38:56.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Workouts</title><content type='html'>Some of these workouts I've mentioned in other posts, some I have not. But, there are times when a runner has to be creative in order to do their training. For example, you are training for a marathon and you have a 10 mile run scheduled for that day, but your boss tells you the day before you have to work through lunch. What to do? try to get up early and run 5 miles, work and then try to do the same 5 miles at night. It's not the perfect solution, but you are getting the job done. Or, your beloved wants you to go shopping with them or to the ballpark or movie. Bring your running clothes, ask to be dropped off the distance you want to run that day and run home. You are stuck in the airport for a long layover, put the bags in a locker and take a run around the airport. Sound strange? Frank Shorter, the 1972 Olympic Gold Medalist in the marathon did this when he had to and so can you!  So, be creative! don't think of excuses not to run, think of how you are going to get your run in today!  Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3202427663394191330?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3202427663394191330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3202427663394191330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3202427663394191330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3202427663394191330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/12/creative-workouts.html' title='Creative Workouts'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2022025846244700011</id><published>2008-11-23T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:22:28.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Report</title><content type='html'>Beside writing endless and maybe worthless notes for the readers here, I do run a race once in a while. On November 15th, I competed in the Stinson Beach 30K trail run.  Running a trail race is very different than a road race. I'll address that in the future. There were 250 runners in my race, I placed 33rd overall and 1st in my age group (50 and over) with a time of 3:22.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2022025846244700011?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2022025846244700011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2022025846244700011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2022025846244700011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2022025846244700011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/race-report.html' title='Race Report'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2245774066418206576</id><published>2008-11-23T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:14:34.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Running</title><content type='html'>It's winter. Dark in the morning when you leave for work or school, dark when you come back. What to do?  First, BE FLEXIBLE!  What do I mean by that? I mean that if you have to confine your daytime run to a half an hour during lunch, do that. If you have to use handiwipes or use the sink to clean up, do that. If you are traveling, run the stairs in the hotel if there is no treadmill. See what I mean? Let's say you have a Spring marathon and really need to build up milage. Try two workouts a day, 3 times during the work week. Get a headlamp and a reflecting vest and run around the neighborhood if you can before going to work. A half an hour to 45 minutes in the morning and in the evening can result in 5-10 miles depending on how fast you can go. Do the longer miles on the weekend. Ultrarunners often do two long runs a weekend. Those of you who have the ability to focus on the treadmill can run for an hour or more to get in some good milage. The point of all of this is that winter is not the end of your training. Fight the urge to hibernate and keep training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things to be aware of during the winter. Your times will be slower! So, instead of focusing how fast you run, focus on how much time you spend, an hour versus finishing your regular run in an hour. Make sure your upper body is warm. Overdress even if it means you get all sweaty. The legs will get warm all by themselves for obvious reasons. Consider using trail shoes for better traction and to keep the feet dry (most trail shoes have gore tex uppers that keep you dry) and a hat to keep the head warm. Some people need to wear gloves, some don't, keep in mind your environment, running in the bay area is noticably warmer than New York,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as in the other three seasons, it is important to hydrate. Depending on the weather and your clothes, you might sweat even more than in the other seasons and need more water or replacement drinks than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't lose the fitness you've obtained by hibernation this winter!  Keep running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2245774066418206576?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2245774066418206576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2245774066418206576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2245774066418206576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2245774066418206576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/winter-running.html' title='Winter Running'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1058046050223512960</id><published>2008-11-11T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:43:16.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Schedules</title><content type='html'>Look at almost any book or magazine that deals with running and there will be an article or a chapter on training schedules. In fact, there are books that are nothing but training schedules. I believe that despite the claims, there is no one size fits all schedule. In addition, some very successful runners do not have a set schedule at all. They simply run as far and as fast as their body tells them too. One runner friend of mine, has run a marathon in 3:20 at the age of 46 by running 3-4 times a week with some weightlifting thrown in and she has not idea how fast she runs. But it works for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are more anal retentive and like the idea of looking at charts or spreadsheets in preparing for a race. There are some things that I suggest you consider when putting together a schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Make the running schedule fit your life schedule. It is silly to schedule a 10 mile run during the work week, when you get off work at 6 and will have to run in the dark. Instead, try doing two 5 mile runs, one in the am, one in the pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Be flexible. If you have to run at lunch time and there are no showers available, then use the sink or handiwipes. Yes, some co-workers may think you are strange, but is that enough to prevent you from reaching your goal, whatever that may be? Or, you need to go to the post office or another errand that is a few miles away on Saturday morning? Then run to and from that place and kill two birds with one stone. I have used this one in the past. You have to visit the in-laws. After the visit, you get dropped off by the significant other 5-10 miles from home and you run home. SO wants to go to the mall. Run laps around the megamall while they shop. Have a long layover at an airport? If you are smart enough to use a backpack as a carry on, do some laps around the airport. The computer is in the backpack? hmmmm, tough it out and call it weightlifting and running!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't tie yourself into running a schedule written by someone you have never met such as the author of a article or book. These schedules are typically generic and "guarantee" you that you will finish the race. If you think about it, short of a ultra run, anybody can finish a race, just walk! All you have to do is look at the Charity Walkers that are found in almost every race these days. They always finish. If you want to run and see how fast you can run, then you have to consider your own needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The generic training schedule for anything from a 5k to a half marathon, usually looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Week     Mon   Tue    Wed          Thr          Fri    Sat          Sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1             off        4        3x1200    Off            4       6-8        10-12&lt;br /&gt;2             off        4        4x1200     hills         4       6-8        10-12&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3             off        5         7                Off           5       8            12-15&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4              Off      5         Off             4x1200    Off  Striders  Race&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This typical schedule makes assumptions that will not work for me. First, it assumes that I can spend both weekend days running for an hour to 2 hours. I have family obligations and other things that would make following this schedule a problem. Second, it assumes that sometime during the day on a weekday, I can go out to the track and run 1200 meter repeats. Also, as you can see, the bulk of the milage is on the weekends which I believe encourages the "weekend warrior" syndrome which I believe leads to injuries and burnout.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My personal schedule for the weeks leading to a trail race looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Week of                 Phase     Mon    Tue      Wed       Thur     Fri   Sat                  Sun&lt;br /&gt;10/13/2008         Build 2  Cross   Easy     LR          TRL      LR    Cross            Cross and easy pm&lt;br /&gt;10/20/2008         Build 2  Tempo Cross  LR         Tempo LR    Tail                 LR&lt;br /&gt;10/27/2008         Build 2  Tempo LR       Tempo  Tempo LR   Easy               Trail&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3/2008            Taper      Tempo Easy   LR         Tempo Off  Speed             Cross or easy&lt;br /&gt;11/10/2008          Race        Tempo  Trail   Easy      Easy    Off    Race 30K     Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, this schedule works far better than the generic ones. First, I have the flexibility of doing different types of workouts on the weekends which keeps things interesting for me. Second, I never take off Monday because I want to get a good start on the week. I am lucky because I can run during the day on the roads. So, most of my speedwork is done on tempo runs, that is long sustained runs at 70-80% of my racing speed. Also, note that my race is on a Saturday contrary to the generic schedules assumption that all races are on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The point of all of this is that as a runner, you will need to think about your lifestyle and your goals as a runner and make up your own priorities and schedule. But, whatever your schedule, if you plan on racing, I have a few more suggestions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1)  Have at least one and hopefully two of your workouts be quality workouts. By that, strive for either building speed, endurance or strength through running hills. The other workouts can be normal, routine milage or easy miles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Every 4th week, should be for recovery. This is the week to take that vacation, do cross training. Do 2-4 workouts, but nothing tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Increase milage and intensity at different stages of your buildup to a race. Milage first and intensity as the race approaches. Do not increase milage and start doing interval workouts on the track at the same time. That can lead to injury or burnout. This is supposed to be fun, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) When its an easy day, run slow. Don't let your ego get the best of you and race people. Remember that the best runners in the world will run 2-4 minutes a mile slower on their easy days. Revovery equals getting stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One final note. in my schedule, I referred to phases. I will get into that later in more detail. It is a way of blocking certain types of training that will eventually lead to a peak, hopefully on the date of a scheduled race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1058046050223512960?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1058046050223512960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1058046050223512960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1058046050223512960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1058046050223512960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/training-schedules.html' title='Training Schedules'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1574127467347940109</id><published>2008-11-06T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:48:17.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing while running</title><content type='html'>Simple right?  Well, not exactly.  There are ways to breath while running that can make you a more efficient and faster runner. Also, it can make running a little less painful.  Most people have no thoughts at all about breathing,  until it becomes hard to breath and then that's a problem.  There are two things that runners should consider about breathing.  First, try to breath using your stomach. Look at it, watch it go in and out as you inhale and exhale. Why is this better than breathing with your chest? Aren't the lungs in the chest. Well yes, but the diaphragm is at the bottom center of your chest. Breathing using your stomach frees up the diaphragm, allowing more oxygen to get into your lungs which as you should know by now, make running easier and less painful. More oxygen gets into the bloodstream, muscles are fed and work better.  Secondly, breathing in a rhythm is an excellent way to pace yourself, want to slow down, breath slower, faster, start breathing faster. One of the most common things new runners are advised to do is run at a pace where you can carry on a conversation. If you can talk and run, that means you are getting in enough oxygen.  That is fine if you want to jog at an easy pace for a little exercise and enjoy the scenery. If you want to go faster, you need to skip the conversation. Breath in a rhythm that matches your arm swing and leg cadence. Think "steam engine" on a train,  Try inhaling every other step. You should get less side stiches and feel more comfortable on your runs.  Okay?   Everybody exhale..................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1574127467347940109?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1574127467347940109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1574127467347940109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1574127467347940109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1574127467347940109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/breathing-while-running.html' title='Breathing while running'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6135923978678986371</id><published>2008-11-01T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:18:44.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No!!  It's raining!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, the first rain of the season. What to do?  The basic choice is whether to run on a treadmill if you belong in a gym or run in the rain. If you can focus for an hour or so, the treadmill can work. remember that the milage indicators and speed indicators are not likely to be accurate. So, run for a period of time at a pace that seems close to what you would do outside. Myself, I always run outside, I hate treadmills, too mind numbing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you've decided to brave the elements?  Good. Here are my suggestions.  First, decide whether you want to be totally dry during your run or if you are willing to be wet. If you have to be totally dry, then you need to invest in a running suit made of goretex, a good hat and shoes that are either goretex or are sealed in a way that keeps the water out. Unfortunately, socks and most like shoes will get wet in a downpour. For myself, I wear what I normally wear based on the temperature. If its fairly warm and just raining, I add a hat to my shorts and shirt. If its cold, I add a long sleeve shirt. The point is to get in a good workout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in the rain is not the time to be trying for a PR (personal record) and instead is the time to put in the miles and learn to run a steady pace in bad weather. Not all races are run in the sun or with no wind. Think of these kind of runs as training for those sort of races. You won't be intimidated like other runners. A personal example. In February 2008, I ran in the Kaiser Half Marathon in San Francisco. It was pouring rain as I drove to Golden Gate Park for the start. I knew two things. One I was unliklely to lower my best for the year of 1:29 and Second, everybody else had to deal with the rain too. I also knew that the finishing stretch on the Great Highway would be against the wind for the last 3 miles. Knowing what to expect calmed me down a lot. The race went as expected, cold, wet and windy. Things were pretty grim but I focused on a steady pace. Finishing at 1:32, I was not that happy about my time, but finishing 8th in my age group made me feel a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of my story is that you too can deal with bad conditions and come away from the experience with an appreciation of your abilty to fight through hard times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6135923978678986371?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6135923978678986371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6135923978678986371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6135923978678986371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6135923978678986371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-no-its-raining.html' title='Oh No!!  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Total time 30-45 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-7443423160749814192?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/7443423160749814192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=7443423160749814192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7443423160749814192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/7443423160749814192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/running-form-and-gait-evaluation-102508.html' title='Running Form and Gait Evaluation  10/25/08'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-2842238484189552037</id><published>2008-10-22T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:33:23.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running to Lose Weight</title><content type='html'>Anybody who runs in interested in their weight. Some want to be as light as possible so they can run faster. Others want to lose weight to look better, feel more energetic or for other reasons. All of these reasons are a good thing. Let's start with the good news. Running 3 times a week for an hour each time will allow you to slowly lose weight even if your diet does not change. Running will treat food, any kind of food like fuel. It's just something to burn up. Even more so during the actual run. For example, Dean Karnazes routinely eats food during runs that he never touches when he does not run, including large pizzas, chips, cookies and all kinds of sugary and salty food. Why? Those are the foods his body craves while running for a long period of time, as in 3 or more hours. That said, Dean eats virtually no sugar or "junk" food when he is not running.&lt;br /&gt;On the not so good side, getting into a habit of eating junk food and eating until stuffed and relying on the runs to keep the weight down only works when you are running. Too many people run less or give it up altogether and then gain a lot of weight because their eating habits don't change. For competitive runners, this issue arises during the tapering phase before a race. The temptation to sit in front of the tv and eat crap and drink beer can be huge!  This must be avoided at all costs. For non-competitive runners, eating right is part of the overall plan and complements what you are trying to accomplish with the running.  What I never recommend are diets of any kind. All protein, all carbs and other fad diets will actually hurt your running and cause your metabolism to surge up and down.  Running will increase your metabolism (the thing that burns up the food, preventing fat buildup) enough all by itself.  Living on vegies etc. won't help much and will probably hurt you in the long run because of protein deficiency prevents muscle growth and repair and lacking in carbs lowers the energy you will need to actuall do a run. Think balance!!!   In eating, training, balance (more on that later) is really important. I do not fast, but there are runners who are successful who will fast on rest days and only drink water or other fluids.&lt;br /&gt;So, as a practical matter, how do you lose weight while running?  First, burn more calories than you eat. You can do this by running for a longer period of time, increasing your normal run from 30 minutes to 45 minutes. Or you can run the same time but 4 times a week instead of 3 times a week. Or, you can do your normal 3 times a week run and do it faster, which of course means that if you run for your normal 20 minutes each way, by running faster, you will run farther. Capice?  If you've been eating a lot of junk food, or are eating less than 2 hours before you go to sleep, then eliminating or decreasing these habits should cause you to lose some weight. As with your running, you can make these changes gradually. For example, you love pizza and fried chicken etc and eat that 2-3 times a week.  Try saving those treats for one day a week. Make Friday night your night to go crazy without feeling guilty.   &lt;br /&gt;One final antodotal note.  In 1976, when he finished 4th in the Olympic Marathon at Montreal, American Runner, Don Kardong was asked about his diet. Kardong replied in all seriousness that he ate large amounts of Froot Loops and Hostess Ding Dongs. He said it didn't matter what kind of fuel you put in the furnace as long as the furnace was buring hot. He was referring to this metabolism. What he didn't tell the reporter was that he was averaging 120 miles or so a week by running twice a day with one run done at a fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;Take note&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-2842238484189552037?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/2842238484189552037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=2842238484189552037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2842238484189552037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/2842238484189552037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/running-to-lose-weight.html' title='Running to Lose Weight'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1381988657961539688</id><published>2008-10-14T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:56:59.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trial of Miles</title><content type='html'>What exactly is "the trial of miles?"  It's something that runners who have learned for themselves over the course of their running. For example, the difference between a jogger and a runner is that a runner will keep running even after their body hurts so bad, every nerve is screaming to the runner to stop. A jogger will stop. There is nothing wrong with that. If the jogger's goal is to lose weight and be trim, that is a worthy goal and nothing to be ashamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, runners who want to find out how fast they can go, have to suffer through the trial of miles. When every fiber of your being screams at you to stop and your mind forces you to keep going, the runner builds a mental callous that allows the runner to find out what their limits are and then to keep going beyond those limits.  Marathoners speak of the "wall" which is both a physiological and a mental barrier. The physical is the result of the depletion of the fatty reserves in the body and the build up of lactic acid. Staving off this wall is done by ingesting liquids, food or even jelly beans to keep up the glucose and other chemicals in the body. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, whatever, it is still difficult to break through the "wall" to the finish of a marathon or long distance race. The mental barriers for a runner can be as varied as the runners themselves. Mental barriers caused by undeserved expectations, lack of confidence, being unable to push through the pain etc. can cause a runner who may be physically able to perform well to slow down or drop out of the race all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no runner/racer who has not been tempted to quit during the middle of a race or a difficult training run. From beginner to elite, it happens to us all. Even after 40 something years of racing, I know in some part of a race, my body will be telling me to quit and I will have to force myself to not give in to that temptation. Fighting through this is one of the ties that bind all runners and joggers together. We've all wanted to quit at one time or another, but by fighting through a difficult training run or a race, there is a triumph that can only be shared by runners. Non-runners just won't get it. "Doesn't it hurt?" They will ask you. "Why don't you just stop if it hurts, that doesn't make sense."  They are right, it does not make sense to them, but describing what you've experience during a race when "things got grim" will bring nods of undertanding from other runners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't gone through the trial of miles yet, this will make sense after a tough race or grim run. If you already have gone through it, then................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We few, we happy few, we band of brothers (&amp;amp; sisters)    For he (she) that sheds his (her)blood with me shall be my brother (sister)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1381988657961539688?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1381988657961539688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1381988657961539688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1381988657961539688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1381988657961539688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/trial-of-miles.html' title='The Trial of Miles'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-1004513203532460470</id><published>2008-10-11T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:40:37.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Runners</title><content type='html'>So, you've bought that pair of running shoes, maybe rented Chariots of Fire or Without Limits, now what? &lt;br /&gt;WHEN&lt;br /&gt;My first suggestion would be to consider when you can run. Do you have enough time during lunch to do a run for 30 minutes, take a shower and get back to the office? Then for you new runners, I suggest doing this on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday if you like to eat out on Fridays or on Friday if you don't. If you can't run during lunch, can you run near your home early in the morning or at night?  Then if the answer is yes, then try for 2-3 runs a week. On the weekends, you can do a longer run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world, (or in East Africa) runners could do all of their running on dirt roads. Dirt provides plenty of cushion making it easier to avoid injury. In the western world, access to trails can be limited. But, everyone lives near a place where you can run on grass, parks or schools are the most common. Grass is a great place to work on your form and do your speed work. Because most of us have to run on concrete, try to plan your route where there are the least cars and stop lights. Nothing is more annoying than getting into a groove (can you hear me Stella?) and having to wait for a light to change. You new runners, you now know why those crazy people are jogging in place or jumping up and down while they wait for a light. Don't laugh, you'll be one of those soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH RUNNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few months, your focus should be on how long your runs are and not how far your runs are. Strive to run for 20 minutes, turn around and run back home. Don't worry about speed, focus on a steady pace and your form. A coach can help with your form and your gait. (gait is how your legs work while running) Form and gait is important to avoid injuries and increase efficiency which results in more speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT OKAY TO WALK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when you are first starting out, mixing running and walking is fine. As you do more runs, try to decrease the length of your walks until you can run your route the entire way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I STILL FEELING TIRED AND WEAK DURING MY RUNS EVEN THOUGH I'VE BEEN RUNNING FOR A MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body doesn't get stronger when you are using it, during a run etc. It gets stronger while you are recovering or resting. Mixing workouts and recovery is crucial for every runner, from beginner to elite. So tell yourself from now on, I'm not being lazy, I'm recovering from my workout!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All runners have gone through the "Trial of Miles." It is what binds us, what allows us to respect each other as we pass by or after a race. The clock does not lie, a 17:00 5k is better than a 30k, but when you run a 17:00 minute race, you won't look down at the racers who finished behind you because you've both been throught the trial. It's one of the things that makes running a great sport, treat other runners and the sport with respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-1004513203532460470?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/1004513203532460470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=1004513203532460470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1004513203532460470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/1004513203532460470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-runners.html' title='New Runners'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-4157887969071144735</id><published>2008-10-09T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:35:29.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaries for Runners</title><content type='html'>Haven't kept a diary since junior high?  Don't have the time? Think again. Diaries for runners are a useful tool. Here's why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the runner who is mainly interested in losing weight and enjoying good health, a diary is usful in tracking calories lost while running and calories gained while eating.  A gentle reminder to yourself on what you should be eating and foods to be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the runner who wants to run a race, a diary is a very useful tool to track workouts-what works what doesn't, a way to fugure out why you got a best time in a race or got injured. Nobody can remember every workout they've done over the past month, so why not write it down and you'll be able to plan a race and your training, keep track of shoe milage etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended types of diaries. Although there are many authors of running diaries, I recommend getting a diary for triathaletes. These diaries have space for weightlifting, cycling and workouts other than running. All of these diaries can be found at the generic bookstores-Borders, Barnes &amp;amp; Noble etc. as well as on line on Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, give it a try! Go back to Junior High, but skip the acne and the giggling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-4157887969071144735?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/4157887969071144735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=4157887969071144735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4157887969071144735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/4157887969071144735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/diaries-for-runners.html' title='Diaries for Runners'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5487551908266494925</id><published>2008-10-08T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:59:39.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of feet do you have and why you should care</title><content type='html'>What kind of feet do I have? Whatya kiddin me? I have "human" feet moron! Okay, okay, I get it. But if you want to get the right shoe, you need to know what "kind" of foot you have. T0 find out, get your feet wet and step on a paper bag or smooth cement, anything that will show your footprint. There, does it look like this? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254978380243316418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SO1u_qjCrsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PqQZ-vWMr6s/s320/flat+arch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have flat feet. Okay, so what does that mean? This foot type is usually an indication of the excessive inward roll of the foot after heel strike commonly referred to as overpronation. The arch collapses too much which may cause overuse injuries. This foot type is best suited for Stability shoes or in some cases, motion control shoes. All of the major manufacturers make these type of shoes, just go to a running store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well then, what if your foot looks like this? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254979437791150258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SO1v9OOGALI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cGV-rLE9yV0/s320/high+arch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have what is known as a high arch. This type of foot does not overpronate at all, so its not an effective shock absorber. This is the least common foot type. Lack of pronation is generally called supination or under-pronation. The High-Arched Foot is best suited for Neutral Cushioning shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, what you have a foot that looks like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254979878526091202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SO1wW4Fff8I/AAAAAAAAADA/C9qx84BVz5E/s320/neutral+arch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you have a "normal" foot. After heel strike, this foot type will pronate or roll inward slightly to absorb shock. This is the most common foot type. This foot type is best suited for Stability shoes that use support devices such as dual density midsoles and medial posts for mild overpronation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor for the runner to be aware of is wear on the sole of the shoe. This is an indicator of the amount of supination or pronation you have. For example, looking at the bottom of an old running shoe, the left one. Is there wear on the left side of the heel and more wear on the right side of the shoe near the ball of the foot? This is indicates pronation, the foot hits heel first then rolls towards the ball of the foot. The amount of pronation determines whether the person should be using a motion control shoe or a stability shoe. Where the wear is on the left heel and the left side on the ball of the foot for the left shoe, that would mean the runner is "supinating" with little or no roll of the foot. The foot is rigid and needs maximum cushioning from a neutral cushioned shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is it the shoes? Well maybe. Does brand matter? Nike? Addidas? Saucony? which is the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is there is no "best" shoe. There is only the best shoe for you. See what kind of foot you have and go shopping and try out shoes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT BE LOYAL TO A BRAND!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It doesn't matter if Michael wears Nike. If Nike doesn't make the shoe that is right for you, do not wear it! Wear the shoes that are comfortable and fit your type of foot. Avoid injuries and wasting money on shoes that will hurt your feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Once you find a shoe that works for you, buy more than one pair. Shoe companies change styles every six months to a year, so your perfect shoe will not be in the stores after a certain period. The upside of this is that if you can find the shoes, they should be cheaper than the first pairsyou bought simply because they are last years model. Try to avoid peer pressure. What works for your friend, cousin, boyfriend etc. may not work for you. For your first pair of serious shoes, get them at a running store. NOT A DEPARTMENT STORE, NOT ON-LINE, but from a TRAINED PROFESSIONAL AND A SERIOUS RUNNER. The ultimate is a store that has an imprint device that will determine you arch type and gait (how your foot moves) and a treadmill to evaluate your stride. Road Runner Sports stores have these devices, but so do many other stores. Walking around the store and saying "these feel comfortable" will not work. Jog down the street or inside the store if the owners won't let you go outside. It is a "running" shoe and you are now a runner, take your equipment seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last note. The mid sole cushioning and the sole of a running shoe should last from 300-400 miles before the shoe needs to be replaced. Keep track of the shoes milage in a diary (more on the benefits of keeping a diary in another post) or using one of the many on-line diaries, such as www.Runnersworld.com to keep track of the milage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5487551908266494925?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5487551908266494925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5487551908266494925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5487551908266494925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5487551908266494925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-kind-of-feet-do-you-have-and-why.html' title='What kind of feet do you have and why you should care'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SO1u_qjCrsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PqQZ-vWMr6s/s72-c/flat+arch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-3209385416486016034</id><published>2008-10-07T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:02:53.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Talk About Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the shoes right? It must be the shoes said Mars Blackmon. The shoes make you run faster and jump higher said P.F. Flyers, Right? wellllllllll maybe. Let's start with some history. In the bad old days, as in my formative years in track from the 5th grade through the 8th grade, we boys who ran track, ran in these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254597419700459250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SOwUg17uFvI/AAAAAAAAACY/yoUCCxanS40/s320/Diablo+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's right, Converse, Cons, Chucks, whatever your name for them, THESE were the shoe to wear. What was good about them was the look and the weight. What was bad about them was that these shoes have no arch support, no mid sole and no heel counter. Add all that up and running in these shoes for any length of time equaled a lot of blisters and maybe flat feet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the late 1960's and early 1970's, a small Japanese Company called Onitsuka started exporting a shoe called the Corsair. Using traveling salesmen, the shoe was marketed at track meets and at junior and senior high schools. You may have heard of one of these salesmen, his name is Phil Knight. He later received permission to have Onitsuka or "Tiger" as the company became known to have the Corsair made with a different stripe, called the "swoosh." The now famous symbol for Nike. Knight called his shoe the Cortez. Here is the shoe that I dreamed about and mowed many lawns until I had the money to buy it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254605736092365202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SOwcE66D8ZI/AAAAAAAAACg/rl-iVlUs0HY/s320/Diablo+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the time these shoes were introduced, it had state of the art technology. A real mid sole-see that blue stripe? A real heal counter, that's that half moon shaped thing on the heal of the shoe, nice tread and something you can't see in this photo, a real padded arch support. The outer was made of leather, heavy in the best of conditions, when it got wet, it added 5 pounds to your own weight. Other than that it was a great shoe for its time. In the mid 1970's through the mid 1980's, the running shoe changed very little other than the leather outer being replaced by nylon. Then came the late 1980's and until now, most running shoes look something like this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254607492684629602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SOwdrKuSxmI/AAAAAAAAACo/Z32J35lTgkg/s320/Diablo+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've come a long way baby! Note the extra plush mid soles, the nylon and poly outer. What you have here is a Ferrari compared to the Model T Converse or the 1955 Chevy Corsair. Is this the ultimate shoe? Will this shoe be the perfect shoe for everybody? The answer is NO! Choosing a shoe will be addressed in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-3209385416486016034?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/3209385416486016034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=3209385416486016034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3209385416486016034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/3209385416486016034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-talk-about-shoes.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk About Shoes'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/SOwUg17uFvI/AAAAAAAAACY/yoUCCxanS40/s72-c/Diablo+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-601142364291881105</id><published>2008-10-05T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:12:16.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 San Jose Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>Today,  I ran this race for the second time. It is a well organized race with something for everybody, from world class runners to walkers, everybody can get something out of this race. My goal for this race was to improve on last year's time of 1:29.  I have to say miles 7-10 were pretty grim, trying to maintain my pace. But, I accomplished my goal with a time of 1:28, not a huge breakthrough, but I am a year older. Training has been going well. Enough about me, I'd love to hear from other runners, especially if you raced this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-601142364291881105?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/601142364291881105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=601142364291881105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/601142364291881105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/601142364291881105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/2008-san-jose-half-marathon.html' title='2008 San Jose Half Marathon'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-6299007108507554734</id><published>2008-10-04T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:37:24.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runner goals motivation coaching success'/><title type='text'>Motivation for runners</title><content type='html'>There are as many forms of motivation for running as there are runners. What motivates one runner to run is not "better" than what motivates another runner. For example,  a runner who is beginning to run is just as "motivated" as one who has competed for years. The desire for both is pure and something to be respected. Anyone who is doing something instead of watching someone else do something is worthy of respect. Too often, "elite" runners look down their noses at the slower runners, (and I include myself as someone who did this in the past), getting annoyed at those people who are getting in their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivations for runner can change. For example, a runner whose motivation in his 20's was based solely on competition and who derrived all his or her enjoyment of running from results and times may evolve into a runner who enjoys it for its own sake. Is there any doubt that what motivates Alberto Salazar now is different from what motivated him in the late 1970's and early 1980's? Knowing what motivates a running is a key component to the planning of training by a coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1.  A woman in her 40's who has never been particularly athletic has become inspired by Oprah running the USMC Marathon. She also wants to lose weight. Should her goal be to run a marathon after a few months of running? Probably not.  Is her goal to run in races and eventually work up to a marathon? Is it to simply lose some weight and have more energy to live her daily life? Determining the goal of this woman and whether it is a realistic one has to be accompanied by determining what motivates her. It is a symbiotic relationship. Without a goal, there is no motivation to change a lifestyle or a training plan. Without motivation, how can she reach any sort of goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2.  A man in his 30's and plays basketball wants to improve his conditioning and his game. In this case, his goal and the motivation to achieve that goal appears to be simple. However, can his goals be more specific? Such as, does he want to play better defense, have better lateral movement or to get more rebounds? Here, the coach must determine if reaching these smaller, more subtle goals is motivation enough to convince the basketball player to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3. A woman in her 20's who has been a competitive runner in high school, but stopped in college. After working for a few years, she realizes she misses competition. Is she motivated by posting personal records? Is it the plastic and marble trophies she craves? Does she want to beat other women in her age group? Does she wonder how good she could have been if she had dedicated herself to running? All good questions and ones that the coach should ask during the initial interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As shown above, there are clearly many forms of motivation for runners. Having a clear goal and the motivation to attain that goal is one of the bricks in the foundation of success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-6299007108507554734?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/6299007108507554734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=6299007108507554734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6299007108507554734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/6299007108507554734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/motivation-for-runners.html' title='Motivation for runners'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833446987985288693.post-5161640681150856261</id><published>2008-10-03T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:01:33.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>This blog was created to be a training tool for runners of all ages who want to reach the limits of their potential. I have competed in track, cross country and trail races for over 40 years, including high school college and post graduate competition. Currently a Member of the Oregon Track Club, I still compete in Masters races, consistently finishing in the top 10 in my age group. More importantly for you, the person reading this blog, I have also been coaching recreational and competitive runners for more than 20 years. So, if your goal is to get in shape and lose weight, I can help you. If your goal is to improve in your chosen sport, such as tennis or soccer, I can help you. If your goal is to become a competitive runner and reach your full potential, I will help you reach that goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833446987985288693-5161640681150856261?l=diablorunner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/feeds/5161640681150856261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833446987985288693&amp;postID=5161640681150856261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5161640681150856261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833446987985288693/posts/default/5161640681150856261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diablorunner.blogspot.com/2008/10/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11404834488044294831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbRXAflfSWQ/TAVcGn6V5LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gGsKxvs5qco/S220/2009+Stinson+Beach+30K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
