12.30.2009
2010 Resolutions Announced
Was 2009 as bad as everyone said?
Was the whole decade a wash?
Not here at Supervictory. We've been having a high old time a-runnin' and a-bloggin'.
But it's time to bid 2009 a-fucking-dieu, and the best way to do that is not by looking back, but by announcing how we plan to shake our things in 2010.
So, here's where we netted out.
Resolution #1: Run Faster. This year SV has vowed to pick up the pace. We'd like to get cozy in the 8:30 or zippier per mile pace.
Resolution #2: A race a month. This shouldn't be a problem at all. Whether it's a turkey trot, a 5k, 10k, funrun, half or whole enchilada-thon, we're gonna get our butts out there with bibs pinned to our shirts at least once a month.
That's it folks.
Sta warm, stay hydrated and Happy New Year!
-SV
12.13.2009
A Very Good Drug
The other day a car rolled through an intersection, nearly killing me and T-Lo a few minutes into our Saturday run. Birdie fingers blazing, I opened my lungs and let the driver have it.
We kept running.
And then the best thing happened.
All traces of old foot and knee pain, in addition to the usual warm-up creakiness instantly vanished. It took me just a few seconds to realize that it was the surge of adrenaline working its age old evolutionary magic. Brilliant stuff that body of ours. All it takes is a good scare for the brain to whip up a quick and potent batch of protection.
My first thought was, man, I wish I could bottle that and run with zero pain and heightened awareness all the time. And then I realized that would constitute doping, as well as a departure from the purity of running. So my second thought was just to be thankful for one of those little lessons that running is so masterful at dispensing to the those willing to listen.
Thanks running.
-SV
We kept running.
And then the best thing happened.
All traces of old foot and knee pain, in addition to the usual warm-up creakiness instantly vanished. It took me just a few seconds to realize that it was the surge of adrenaline working its age old evolutionary magic. Brilliant stuff that body of ours. All it takes is a good scare for the brain to whip up a quick and potent batch of protection.
My first thought was, man, I wish I could bottle that and run with zero pain and heightened awareness all the time. And then I realized that would constitute doping, as well as a departure from the purity of running. So my second thought was just to be thankful for one of those little lessons that running is so masterful at dispensing to the those willing to listen.
Thanks running.
-SV
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