vegie runs

“Vegie run” - the term is fairly new to me. I gather it refers to a sort of training run you might do where you just amble along at around snail-pace, making any nearby tortoises feel good about themselves and never lifting the heart rate above “induced-coma”. (I don’t have a Garmin, but I would [...]

technical difficulties

I did a run this morning and at the time I thought it was pretty gosh-darn impressive. Clearly, not as impressive as my Anderson Street escapade earlier in the week, but pretty good nonetheless.
So I mapped it all out on mapmyrun.com, as you do. I then thought I’d have a stab at inserting the map [...]

RIP Anderson Street hill

Yes, you read it correctly: the Anderson Street hill, dreaded foe to generations of runners, cherished challenge and friend to many, it is no more. It is an ex-hill.
After the frankly stupendous display of hill running I completed this morning, the “hill” is over. It has been humiliated by my raw hill-running power. Not once, [...]

who you gunna call

You know something’s wrong when you’re in your early 30s, it’s Saturday night, and you’re sitting there, watching Ghostbusters on TV. AND, that’s the height of the evening’s entertainment.
I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Funnily enough, I did enjoy the movie. I’m a fan of Bill Murray, although I completely understand why he could [...]

fawkner park and heckling

For some reason, I managed to get it into my head that Fawkner park was in Fawkner -the suburb. You know the place - Sydney Road, the big cemetery, the Northern ring road, all that good stuff. That’s logical enough, you might say, but you’d be wrong: dead wrong.
As it turns out, Fawkner Park is [...]

feverish anticipation

There’s rather a lot to talk about today in Jruns land; I may need to split this all up into two posts.
Yes, gosh-darn-it, I will. This post is about running and/or marathon stuff. The later one is about more general things.
RunningI’m well and truly into tapering-mode now. Only 6 days to go. Last weekend was [...]

good omens

I’ve been thinking a bit more about good last-third-of-a-marathon music. Rather than surveying the entire history of pop music, or worse the entire history of recorded music, I’ve been focusing on something more manageable: my MP3 player.
I’ve been going through, separating the wheat from the chaff, the sheep from the goats, the running songs from [...]

mental

The big race day draws ever nearer, as race days tend to do. Pretty soon I’m going to get to the point beyond which no amount of training will have any positive affect on my “marathon experience”. If you were in the eastern suburbs of Melbourne this morning, you would have seen dark clouds brewing, [...]