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Getting close to strapping on the shoes

Tuesday, October 14th, 2008

Well I feel a lot better now. I have been getting a lot of sleep and haven’t been pushing myself work wise. One thing to thank the economy for anyway. I still woke up this morning having to hack away, but it doesn’t last for long. Right now my cold, flu, whatever seems to have moved to my sinuses and is nearing the end of its fruitful association with me (I am hoping anyway.)

I am really looking forward to running again, though living without the alarm clock has been nice. But I’ll even welcome that with open arms. They say running can become an addiction. I am not so sure about that. In my past when I smoked, I would smoke when I was sick. But running (at least when it is bad) is out of the picture. I have read that running when you are feeling under the weather can be a good thing in moderation. I guess it depends on how hard you push yourself and what sort of weather you are running through. I did some hard runs right before I got sick, but the weather was ok. I at least wasn’t running cold and wet.

I was disapointed to read that Japanese author Haruki Murakami was passed over for the Nobel prize for literature. I just read his book “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running” and loved it. He also has a rich array of fiction that he WILL some day get his Nobel for. He deserves it. Better luck next year Haruki.

Arrg, no long run for me today

Saturday, August 2nd, 2008

Despite my goals and desires to run far today, I have let reason win out. I am going to stay in and rest my ankle. I did a lot of walking yesterday and didn’t feel a lot of pain, I was hoping I’d wake up and it would feel good to go. I would be deceiving myself and body if I said it were. I even considered taking an aspirin and heading out, the ultimate deception.

Staying home will give me a couple more hours to read a book I just bought “What I talk about when I talk about running” by Haruki Murakami. I read a review about the book at a cafe yesterday and had to run out and buy it. I hardly ever buy new books, but this one beckoned. I have read several of his fiction books in the past and loved them. This one is a memoir on his running life and sounded really interesting. So far (40 pages) he sounds a lot like myself in that he runs not to be competitive but to enjoy his own self-accomplishment. When he does race, he races against the clock not others. He also runs about the same weekly miliage I do! I am really looking forward to this little book.