Just News

The good news: I know that a there is a little quickness somewhere inside me. I am not talking speed demon stuff. I just have a feeling I can keep an 8 minute pace for 4 miles or so. I know its there but I guess I have to be the one to go find it. It will be a month or so but I think I can do it. Then I can start thinking about PRing in the 5 miler.

The Bad News: Back pains! What up with that? I wake up on the weekends and I have to push through a half mile until I can actually loosen up my back and run. Am I old or is there something else going on? Am I laying in bed too long on the weekends?

The Problematic News: I really love VFFs. I have become accustomed to their feel. However, I need to start increasing my distance and I don't feel like they are the shoe to do it in. Yesterday, I decided that I would go back and try conventional shoes and when I pried my foot in them, I changed my mind and put my VFFs back on. I couldn't stand the feel of them on my feet. What to do now? After all... money is an issue when it comes to buying shoes every other minute.

Whatever It Is, I Need More Of It

I don't care what you call what. I just know that I crave a certain feeling. Its not necessarily a high either. Its something else. It is that feeling when I get on the top of my stride and start to let my legs fly. I start to run more naturally. Right now, my cardio is holding me back but my legs feel like they could go all day when I let go. It can't happen on slow easy runs either. Slow easy runs wear my legs out. My slow easy pace is just too damn slow.
I am going to try and capture this feeling for more miles and more miles. This is my goal right now. Find a way to make that feeling last for longer and longer distances. I will be faster because of this. Follow my instincts. Get in better shape and go for it!

Celebrating My Imperfections

Even if you have created the perfect code and anti virus software for yourself, you and I, we are still the same. We still have something that brings us together ...we both need to express ourselves. You have your greatness. You achieve the unthinkable. You are terabytes and I am kilobytes, but we are still the same. We are pods of information. Your pod maybe decorated in pinstripes or polka dots. That is OK. We are still the same. We both want something more. You are just plugged in differently than me. Regardless, we all want something more than these binary thoughts. We want expression.

This is where my expression begins. Follow my insaneness.