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Blog Like the Wind: Gazelle in Exile
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Thursday, October 23, 2008. Wednesday, October 8th- -. Things aren't going smoothly. I’m way down in it and I’m struggling big time. Leg turnover is sloppy, my breathing overwrought. I’m clunky, cranky, I’m peering over the edge. Dig Deep! Robert. Push on through. Crank. It. Out. And then, finally, thank the gods, it ends. Finis. I don’t have to endure one more second. I look at my watch. I step off the elliptical trainer. Wilke, I love you!
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Blog Like the Wind: August 2008
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Friday, August 29, 2008. Monday, August 11, 2008. Wilke: My First Time. Wilke WILKE. Everyone talks about Wilke. I’d heard so many stories about this freakin' hill I didn’t know what to believe:. 8220;Dude, Bernard ran it once 25 times at a 4:15 pace. I didn’t see it per se, but someone has the video. It’s on YouTube.“. 8220;Okay, today the focus here is not on speed, but form. I really want to see you lift your knees and get that power...
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Blog Like the Wind: October 2008
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Sunday, October 26, 2008. Friday, October 10th- -. I tow my unmotivated, demoralized lug of self into the gym for yet another day of cardio-lameness. I’m starting to recognize the regulars. Sweatpants dude. Blonde lady with Texas flag running shorts. The 56-year-old in the Under Armour body suit. A guy who only goes backwards on the Arc Flex. Change it up, dude, change it up. I pass a heavyset fellow I see a lot hunched over a Stairmaster.
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Blog Like the Wind: June 2008
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Friday, June 27, 2008. My new running coach. I introduce myself. “Hi, I’m-“. Gilbert looks up and beams with recognition. “Yes, Robert! I remember you. I helped you with some shoes in the store. You have incredibly narrow feet! You tried on almost every shoe we had. You finally settled on the Mizuno LTW DS XT 3 Wavesomethingorother. 11 1/2. B .”. I was a bit stunned by Gilbert’s remarkable memory. I've seen you.". We discuss my 10-marathon ...
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Blog Like the Wind: Failure to Communicate
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Friday, October 10, 2008. Monday morning I walk into the office I share with Lindsey and Allison, a bit of a half-spring, half-limp in my step. 8220;Good morning, ladies.”. 8220;Morning.”. 8220;Morning, Robert.”. Lindsey pulls her eyes up from the monitor and stares at me for a second. 8220;Wow. Pleats.”. 8220;Yep. Thought I’d move my wardrobe into 2008, know what I mean? I settle in, turn on my computer, enter my password. 8220;Because, Li...
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Blog Like the Wind: Running on the Brain
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Friday, November 14, 2008. Running on the Brain. I stealthily approach Todd's cubicle. He’s got a Rogue sticker on his PC. He's one of us. When he realizes someone’s behind him he frantically closes his Internet browser. All I could make out was YouTube footage of some marathon from the 80’s. Grete Waitz was involved. 8220;Hey Todd, what’s happening? Hey, how was New York? Was it your leg? 8220;My elbow.”. 8220;Are you kidding me? 8220;Hey,...
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Blog Like the Wind: New Attitude
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Sunday, October 26, 2008. Friday, October 10th- -. I tow my unmotivated, demoralized lug of self into the gym for yet another day of cardio-lameness. I’m starting to recognize the regulars. Sweatpants dude. Blonde lady with Texas flag running shorts. The 56-year-old in the Under Armour body suit. A guy who only goes backwards on the Arc Flex. Change it up, dude, change it up. I pass a heavyset fellow I see a lot hunched over a Stairmaster.
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Blog Like the Wind: July 2008
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Tuesday, July 29, 2008. All does not seem well with the group on our warm-up run to Zilker. We are listless, dragging, in a fog. Hung over maybe? As leaden as I felt, I still thought 6:40 would be easy, especially since I beat that pace through the 4 X 2000’s last week. Dan and I run pretty much together now, and we lead off the first group. What the dillio, Dan, why are we running so slow? We round a corner. I look to Coach for approval.
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Blog Like the Wind: September 2008
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Saturday, September 27, 2008. Trip to the Sunburnt Country. Here’s a forgotten workout, from way back in August. What a difference five weeks and 10 degrees makes. Work and personal beeswax keep me from the Wednesday morning class, so I salvage the week by hauling through rush hour to Thursday afternoon. I step under the RunTex Annex awning at 5:30 and into a strange and exotic world! I feverishly down as much water as I can while Gilbert g...
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Blog Like the Wind: Best-Laid Plans
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Blog Like the Wind. Diary of a casual runner turned all serious. Wednesday, November 5, 2008. I can’t go through everything that’s happened in the last three weeks, but I’ll briefly note that I rebuffed my wimpy calf strain with a resounding 22 miler. Through stretching, cross training, and some quality time at SPI with a rubber ball, a trampoline, and Pieter's knuckles on the back of my leg, my calf healed up nicely. Now I skip to race week, counting down the final days before New York. Doc walks in, wi...