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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

2011 Boston Marathon - Details

Here it is, my 2011 Boston Marathon as tracked by my Garmin. Can you tell when my hip began to revolt? Bonus points for spotting where my left calf joined the revolution.

Thank you to all of my sponsors, all of my supporters, and the the volunteers along the course. Special thanks to:

Grandpa Rufus
My family
The Thirsty Runners
The Mile 10 Water Stop (Jim, Mary, Laurie)
Jennifer for getting me halfway up the Newton Hills
Nicole for getting me the rest of the way
The college kids during the graveyard stretch that kept me moving
Everyone who shouted "Rufus, Rufus, Rufus" to make me run
Karen and Katrina for getting through the last two miles.

Look out New York - I've got all summer to train and make you mine!

wljcr 2011 Boston Marathon at Garmin Connect - Details

Saturday, April 16, 2011

A Special Thank You to GSI

Grason-Stadler is supporting the Eaton-Peabody Lab and Team Eye and Ear in Grandpa Rufus's memory.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Medford to Newton

I haven't been writing, but I have been getting some running in. Here is today's Medford to Newton effort. I stepped on a root around mile 8 and from then on went quite a bit slower.

Medford to Newton by wljcr at Garmin Connect - Details

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Where does the time go?

It seems like yesterday that I finished the 2010 Boston Marathon, and yet here we are in countdown mode for the 2011 event.

Quick recap of the 2010 Boston Marathon - I had the pleasure of running most of the race with several other Team Eye and Ear runners. When I hit the wall I kept going, even when it meant walking. I knew I would get to the finish, even if it wasn't with a personal record time. It was great to be able to finish.

Post-marathon I decided to take a break from running and limited myself to a few favorite events. The mental break was good, but the effect on my fitness level was alarming. I had to walk parts of the Harpoon 5-miler. But with the occasional 5K here and there I kept my legs moving during the summer.

November came and it was time to start training for Boston. Things were going well, core workouts, adding miles, and then Thanksgiving morning



I was going to the basement to get something, stepped off the stair, onto a shoe, and the ankle rolled. At first I thought it was going to be serious, Karen wanted to take me to the hospital, but I quickly found that it would bear weight. When I finally went to the doctor about it he referred to it as a small tear and instructed me 1. it is more likely to happen again, 2. Training is fine, but go slow, and 3. give it more support.

So training this year is off to a very slow go. Longest run so far has been 10 miles when I'd like it to be 14-16. My speed makes turtles look fast. Both very discouraging.

But then I remember why I'm doing this. It isn't for a personal record. It isn't for personal glory. It is in memory of someone who dealt with Parkinson's disease for more than a decade and only complained once. It puts the small setback of the ankle in perspective.