Upswing

I hesitate to say that I'm on the upswing. That's due to the possible jinx effect of saying anything positive or hopeful about oneself. Maybe I'll temper the enthusiasm a little by simply saying that I'm doing a little better these days. Better than what, you ask? Dealer's choice; take your pick. If thumbscrews are applied, I suppose I might say I'm running my best so far this year. Yet I still have a way to go before I approach my best running of last, or previous years.

Today's slow speedwork is excusable. After Sunday's Half, I didn't expect much. And guess what? Much didn't happen. And I'm okay with that.

Run for Home Half-Marathon Race Report

It's pretty easy to exceed expectations when you don't have any. I tried hard not to put too much pressure on myself for this first real race of the year. The actual first one was yesterday's 5K. That one didn't go so well. This one was better. 1:52:37 for first (of two) in my ancient age group. This race was:

1) Farther away than I thought - about an hour and twenty minutes. I've done it before, but it didn't seem so far away then. Perhaps the Earth is getting bigger.

2) More fun than I thought. I unexpectedly met up with several friends before, during, and after the race. It was cool to finish on a track in a stadium.

3) Faster than I thought. Of course, when I ran it ten to fifteen years ago, it was faster still, but 1:52 is an okay, even a pretty-good time for me. The splits were even, and this is about where I was for much of 2025. I still need to improve more, but I'll take this one for now.

4) Good to get under my belt. Now, I'll be off to bigger and better things.

Debbie Hopkins Memorial 5K Run Race Report

In case I've never mentioned this before, I'll say it here: I hate 5Ks. That's why I'm signing up for more of them. You know my theory: whatever you hate doing the most is what you need to do more of. I'm referring to training and running (it's especially true for speedwork), but the axiom may indeed also apply to other aspects of life.

The Debbie Hopkins Memorial 5K Run is part of the Hermes Road Race Series that I've now joined. Although there are other distances, there will be a bunch of 5Ks, of which this is the first (for me). It's here in Brunswick, so that's a plus.

Good thing my expectations were low. I definitely hit a low during the first quarter-mile - huffing and puffing like I was gonna die. I didn't. But almost. The first mile was in the 8:40s, and the second was even slower. I finally felt a little better in the third and picked it up a bit. My overall time was 27:14. I won my age group.

Age groups and expectations aside, that's pretty darn slow. I ought to be able to run my half-marathons at a faster pace. I have a long way to go.

Dan takes off

They are running the second of two 6.55-mile loops of the Brunswick Marathon course. Dan checks that everyone is doing okay, then announces he will speed up for the final two miles. Dan (the other one) tries hard to keep up, but all he can do is follow in Dan's footsteps. By the time he's going up the hill at Brunswick Lake, Dan is already on the bridge and about to finish.

Of course, the first Dan (the faster one) is Dan Stock, aka Purple Dan. The other Dan is the author of this post. He's the one who is speed-challenged. Yet it wasn't too terrible a day for him. He is slowly (very slowly) regaining his running form. 

There is still a long way to go. With several races now looming (he just signed up for a bunch) we'll see how well he can race himself back into shape. 

The Final Exam is Looming

Julie Boggs, Sharon Emmert, Shannon Barnes, Dan Horvath. Photo credit: Julie

You know the nightmare. You've reached the end of the term, and the final exam is just around the corner. Then it dawns on you that you haven't studied, done any homework, or even attended any classes since the semester began. How the heck are you going to take a final exam on a subject that you know absolutely nothing about?

The Cleveland Marathon is just around the corner (well, it's a month and a half away, so I still have a bit of time), and I haven't run anything of substance (read: quality) since the year began. Today wouldn't count for much, either. Maybe something, though. Two Hinckley loops are not nothing.

Indeed. It wasn't especially pretty. Thank goodness my friends were there to help me through it: Laura Hutson on the first loop, then Sharon Emmert and Shannon Barnes for the second. And reliable Julie Boggs for both loops. Not pretty, yet pretty good.  Nice to have this behind me now. But of course, next week starts the big push.

Stop and smell the diesel(s)

It's 6:00 AM, and Dan is running clockwise in lane 9 of the 8-lane Brunswick Middle School Track. That's when the school buses in the adjacent parking begin warming up. This isn't supposed to happen until 6:30, laments Dan. His expectation is based on experience. Long, long ago experience. He hasn't run here in a long while, so it's just possible he could be wrong.

The thing is, Dan doesn't especially like to breathe diesel fumes. He's aware that others may feel differently, but probably not. Yesterday, he had been running with friends on Reagan Parkway when a truck went by, spewing diesel fumes. Blech, everyone said. Dan, channeling Robert Duval, kiddingly commented, "I love the smell of diesel in the morning!" Dan didn't want to breathe them then, and he didn't want to breathe them today, either. That's why he'd planned to leave the track at 6:30, before (he thought) the bus warmup routine.

Alas. He endures a few miles of fumes. They're not quite as bad as they could be; it depends on the wind.

The run itself is okay. Dan manages to get down to tempo pace for his time at the track. The weekend long run is looming. 

Weight is down. So are the times.

Things are indeed looking up. At least a little. It sure helps to run with friends. May our group runs never end.