Doomsday

Still quietly plugging away at running, and still struggling to make time to read or write any blogs.  Hopefully just a function of the time of year.  After the holidays I’m hoping this blog rises from the ashes to chronicle my evolution from running to triathlons.  Optimistic/hopeful that the new year will bring new sanity to life.

I’m still operating without a formal training plan, but starting to gather information about building out a plan and a base for half-ironman training.  In the meantime, I’m trying to maintain between 40-50 miles running a week to hold my fitness from Ultra training.  In the short-term, the reason for this is that I’ve signed up for a marathon this Friday night called the Doomsday Marathon.  Small affair (less that 50 runners), that starts at 9PM on a 2.5ish-mile dirt road which we’ll loop on 11 times.  If the Mayans are right, I should only have to run about 20 miles before the world ends, so I can avoid those angry last 6 miles.  Seems like a winning proposition.  If the Mayans let me down, it’s going to be a long, cold drive home.

I’ve made a fairly radical (for me) departure with my running gear, and have added the Brooks Glycerin 10 to my usual stable of Asics Gel Nimbuses (Nimbii?).  So far I’m liking them, and haven’t noticed any new calf issues, which is where new shoes usually start to take their toll.  They feel a little heavier than the Asics, and they have a much less constrictive toe box.  Don’t know that I prefer one over the other.  Right now they’re all just playing nice with each other.

Would be a busy holiday week next week, but with the world ending and all it shouldn’t be a problem.  The Mayans have saved me a lot on holiday shopping this year.  Thank you Mayans.

Happy Holidays Doomsday.