How I miss the open trails and winding paths! Rehab has finally started and hopefully it won’t be long now. It’s hard, doing things like leg lifts and calf raises again, getting the stiffened joint to move.
Today they added the seated bike to the mix. This has to be the most evil contraption know to man. Once the feet are strapped in, the bad knee HAS to bend as the good one straightens. Each rotation brings a new agony. During the work I often think of my running buddy Lilyan… Her hard work, all the therapy she endures. I owe it to her to push with the same resolve.
Well the plans are in place for the second benchmark event to see where we are in the training for Lilyan’s Run. On July 1st we will be heading south to U.S. Army Ranger Camp Frank D. Merrill in Dehlonega, Georgia for Merrill’s Mile. This is a paved mile circuit and they offer several different endurance options. Continue reading Phase II – Lilyan’s Run
So, I know that I said that I wouldn’t bore you with the logistics of Lilyan’s Run and I promise that I will not. I am going to ask you all for your help in pulling this off though.
To make this a successful event I want to do 3 main things and am asking for help with each of them. Continue reading Your Help Needed-Lilyan’s Run
So, now that the Oak Ridge Run Under The Stars is in the books it’s time to reevaluate training for Lilyan’s Run. Even though I cut the run short there were still valuable lessons learned and tweaks to be made as training goes forward.
The first thing learned was I’m not even close to Continue reading Lilyan’s Run – Phase 1 Lessons
Each and every race, regardless of if it is a first time event or one that has been run for years takes on it’s own personality. The 2017 R.U.T.S. in Oak Ridge definitely took on it’s own last night. Continue reading Watered Down – The 2017 Run Under The Stars
I have read several articles about working out on stairs and all of us have seen someone running a stadium in real life or the movies. And of course most of us have heard about the heroic rush of the firefighters, EMS and police at the World Trade Center when they ran up the stairs everyone else was rushing down.
Still I never really thought much about doing it myself, until the other day. I was at Bristol Motor Speedway, The World’s Fastest Half Mile Racetrack and one of the largest sporting venues in the world. We were there in place early, before the fans were allowed in and, as usual, I went to survey the area I was assigned to for any unexpected obstacles and to ensure I was familiar with things. Because I was feeling guilty for not running for a few days I decided to take the stairs… all of them in my area. I was pleased with myself, thinking I had just gotten some pretty good exercise. There are a lot of stairs on the backstretch and I had systematically walked up and down each and every one and seen where all the barriers and vendors were in the whole area. Later in the day, after I had a moment of weakness involving orange cream Italian Ice I decided I should repeat my journey.
It wasn’t until I woke up at the station the next morning that I started to wonder what I had done to myself. When I attempted to stand my calves felt like bricks that were on fire. Eventually I was able to start moving in a direction and shuffled to the car. At the gas station I found that the brief time spent sitting in the car had allowed the pain to spread to my thighs and butt. By the time I got home and tried to walk up the stairs to the bedroom, well I won’t allow myself to use certain words on this blog so I will just say PAIN!
That evening there was Daniel. Yes we are going to run I assured him, someplace nice and flat, not our usual hills. When we arrived there I explained to him, a short run, not to fast, don’t get to far ahead. That young man is fast! Off like a shot! I let him get out to a lead but he wasn’t slowing down, I didn’t want to let him out of sight so here I went, limping, trying not to cry. Ladonna offered to rub my legs but I wasn’t able to stand it. Doing the math I had climbed and descended more than 1 1/2 times the equivalent of Burj Khalifa (the worlds tallest building), almost 5,000 stairs.
Maybe there is something to this stair thing after all. I wouldn’t suggest to anyone that they go from not doing it to some stupid extreme like I did but I do think it has to be a good thing when taken slowly. I will be adding stairs to my work out plan in gearing up for Lilyan’s Run and hopefully it will result in more strength and endurance. If I recover from this adventure.
Phase 1 of Lilyan’s Run. The first phase of doing this is to get an accurate barometer or idea of where I am so I can adjust my training accordingly. I’m sure that there are many runners who can look at a 104.8 mile run and know exactly what is needed to achieve that goal. I am NOT one of those people! Continue reading Phase 1- Lilyan’s Run
Everyone, I have been working on something audaciously bold. Something that for me at least is well beyond anything that I have ever tried before and maybe more than I ever will again. I have mentioned it to a few of you but until now I didn’t want to post it because I wasn’t sure that it would actually happen. Well that and after I hit the publish button there will be no turning back. Continue reading Dream Big or Go Home – Lilyan’s Run
The next day it was back to meetings for Ladonna and I decided to explore a different section of the Stones River Greenway and headed to Percy Priest Lake.
The lake was beautiful and I took sometime to enjoy the shore close to the dam before crossing over to the greenway entrance. There were several people walking along the banks and just enjoying the morning view. Across the road again there was a bike kiosk at the start and dog park and then I was off, down the river bank.
Where the bank got steeper instead of digging into the bank they decided to build a walkway hanging from the hillside. Like the day before I was almost surprised to suddenly pop out in the middle of the city at a large shopping center. From there the trail twisted around and across a bridge and followed a fairly busy road for a short period before disappearing back into the trees.
The Stones River was a great place to get away for a while but since this was my last day to explore the metro area I cheated and drove the car for one last stop…
Recently Ladonna had to go to Nashville for some meetings and I was able to escape with her. As she was tied up most of the daytime I was able to check out the Nashville Area Greenways so here are some thoughts about them.
The first place that I went was Radnor Lake State Park just south of Nashville. It was a Saturday and to say the park was very crowded would be an understatement. There was a line of traffic to get into the park and I had to park on the side of the road just outside. Continue reading Nashville Greenways and Parks – Part I