Sunday, May 5, 2013

2013 So Far... In Running... In Music

Year So Far... (in songs)

Started year having just recovered from achilles tendonitis, and was beginning to get back up to a decent running routine after 2 months off.  Dan Deacon gave me a little extra motivation through some dreary winter days.

Then one morning I busted my knee hard on Loblolly Trail in Umstead training for Uwharrie.  I thought I was ok so I kept running... 16 more miles on a bad knee... my longest run since Ridge to Bridge in October.  This was a bad idea.

Consequently developed IT band problems for the first time ever, but in my typical "once I get an idea in my head (i.e. Uwharrie), I can't let it go..." fashion, I stubbornly ran the 20 miler anyway, somehow limped my way to finish just under 4 hours and crossed Uwharrie off the bucket list.  And crossed off running for at least 2 weeks.

In the meantime, I turned 31...

And started working crazy hours getting ready for a huge work deadline the first week in May.

But once the IT healed, I was back out again...

And felt ok enough in March to toe the line at the Hard Climb Hill 10, running decent considering my mileage leading up to the race was barely more than 10 miles a week.

What goes down must come back up...
But workdays during the week got longer, and I knew I needed to squeeze in a Vegas trip with my guy friends.  I was just running out of time (and energy) to run...

Verdict on Vegas:  didn't hate it as much as I feared, the hotels are over the top, craps is the fastest way to lose lots of money, had a good time with the old Salisbury crowd, and running on the strip to Youth Lagoon's Wondrous Bughouse early in the morning after a night out was a strange but fitting way for me to spend the morning there...

April came and went...

I stumbled across this song buried in an old SPIN magazine playlist (SPIN is now defunct, which is unfortunate since SPIN's free playlists introduced me to such bands as Morning Teleportation, Frank Turner, Cut Copy, Youth Lagoon, Caveman, Portugal. The Man. and now Avi Buffalo).

I was corralled into doing the MST 12 Miler with a work team, and ran well (4 minutes faster than last year when I was even more injured) but as good as I felt during the race despite almost no real training, the week afterward I was banged up enough that the last thing I felt like doing was running.  I was flat out beat.

I took some more much needed time off from any serious running, and the weeks that followed were a furious sprint to finish our "project"...  Like college, with spring exams, Thom Yorke was there to push me to the finish.

The 2013 version... a little bit like In Rainbows/King of Limbs crossed with Amnesiac

The 2001 version...

In the middle of all this, I had my 10 year college reunion, ran a beer mile on the quad with Emon and Petra and an undergrad (the undergrad DNF'd, us "old" people mostly finished intact, proving that the ability to run trumps the ability to drink every time in the beer mile).

Then there was Boston.. The Boston bombing was terrifying, upsetting, and hit a little too close to home.  Thankfully all of my friends in Boston made it out safely.  Some people thought I was there - I was not.  My fall marathon was too late last year, so I missed the qualifying window for 2013, but was planning for 2014.  What really freaked me out was had I qualified for 2013, I probably would have run it, despite having no real time to train, and probably would have jogged the whole thing like Uwharrie for the "experience" and finished somewhere around 4 hours or around the time that the bomb went off.  There are a ton of "what ifs" in that equation, but that alternate universe where I was there this year was a dark and not so distant place.  My thoughts and prayers go out to all the families that were affected by this senseless tragedy.

In better happenings this past month, last weekend we made a very quick trip to Pittsburgh for my friends John and Heather's wedding (Congrats!).

I finished my "project" on Thursday, which meant I could finally enjoy my first "no work / no travel" weekend all year...

9 miles at Umstead on Saturday morning and actually felt pretty good... but where did spring go this year (?)

I'm looking forward to the rest of the year - and hoping for more good music to run to, fewer long work weeks, more vacations, some random trips, spending more time with Megan, fewer injuries, more long runs, less stress and some relaxation.

Congrats to Bart Bechard, Godiva Runner of the Year!  Someday I  hope I'll be in good enough shape to hang with you again.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the shout-out, Brian! A great soundtrack to your year. Looks like we have similar musical tastes. Run with you soon!