Hammered

I WAS DUMB DEDICATED ENOUGH to keep my scheduled appointment for a bike ride at 7:30 last Sunday morning, following my 14-mile running adventure in the Saturday afternoon heat. As I pulled into the Cherry Republic parking area, my riding partner Jim from church rode up, and he’d brought his friend Jay along. When Jay …

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Salt and Assault

“SLOW IT DOWN! I'M TELLING YOU THIS TO HELP YOU,” were the instructions from Coach Marie for my long run yesterday. By "slow it down" she meant stick to an 8:30 per mile pace. I have this little problem regarding long slow runs: I do them too fast. There are two basic types of training …

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“Dairy Queen, We Have a Problem.”

LAST SUNDAY WAS THE FIRST LONG RIDE ON MY NEW BIKE, and as you can imply from the title, the “maiden voyage” of the good ship TriCross included a mishap. Not Titanic-style, fortunately – more like the Exxon Valdez. After a long afternoon of gardening and home repairs, it was time to enjoy the beautiful …

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Can This Be Happening?

I MAY HAVE CROSSED THE LINE. Last Saturday I ran with someone writing an article for the Ann Arbor Observer on our local running groups. I told him that up until a couple of years ago I’d hated running distances, and that while I wasn’t sure I liked it yet, I was at least much …

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