Altitude. It affects my attitude. “Lake Level” is NOT the same thing as “sea level.” And so it was that the climb up from approximately 6300 feet at the start to the 7000 foot summit for the halfway mark took a toll on my breathing, as much as the lingering long cold I seem to […]
Oh, good. It’s going to be warmer temperatures tomorrow, starting at 38 degrees… And having driven down here from Reno, I can confirm the first 13 miles of tomorrow’s race are ALL uphill… At least it’s downhill from there.
Fear. That’s what I’m feeling the most at the moment. Pure, all-consuming, debilitating, paralyzing fear. And all because of a couple of days of running. If I were an organized religion fan, I’d see this post as a confessional, a means to unburden my soul and be cleansed by some supposed expert/anointed designee capable of […]
The search for intelligent life must continue. I want to believe that I wasn’t a fool for the last minute decision to return to the Little A’Le’Inn Hotel/Bar/Restaurant/Tourist Trap. But having driven out Saturday afternoon to catch the 2.5 hour bus ride to Rachel, NV, for the midnight race, I have to believe we have […]
“Kevin Hanna, 46, from Orlando, right?” The woman checking me in at the crack of dawn remembered me from previous events. Not a lot of us “snowbirds” from Florida making the trek to Emma Woods campground in Ventura on the semi-regular. I remembered her as well – a lovely person who was caught in the […]
Time check: 5:07 PM Pacific. It’s just over 16 hours since I left my apartment to drive to Nevada and run a marathon in Lovell Canyon. I drove, I ran, I drove home. I’m exhausted. So there will be no witty commentary, no discussion, no recap of the toll it all took. Just some photos […]
This has been a depressingly awful and awfully depressing race weekend. Worst race for me of this year. I’ve been in a lousy mood the last few days and this trip to Denver has only made it worse. I have no patience or grace for others, albeit at least in part because no one during […]
I ran The OC Marathon last year in 3:27:57. I ran The OC Marathon this year in 3:27:25. I also helped a runner qualify for Boston. She was struggling at mile 22 and her race crew sister was trying to convince her she could make it. But she was lost in the quicksand of the […]
As Bostonians might say, “no rest for the wicked (not so very fast) runner.” No time to rest, as a terrible Jamea Bond title might read. For runners are forever chasing the next mile. From a sunny day to a cold front bringing dark clouds and a chilling, rolling spittle of rain, the London Marathon […]
Because of a winning lottery entry, I have a bib for the London Marathon the weekend after Boston. And thus, from Boston to London I flew on Tuesday. It was a rough red eye flight: I left at 5 PM Eastern and arrived in GMT at 9:30 AM, with little sleep in-between. But as I […]