tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56234952012-02-17T12:10:31.617-08:00If I Should Fall Behind: The Team Malchus CF Marathon Training BlogI am a slow walker, but I never walk backwards.
- Abraham LincolnScottnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1140198443663764292006-02-17T09:44:00.000-08:002006-02-17T09:47:23.676-08:00I haven't posted on this site in some time. My knee problems have prevented me from running any more and I have decided to give up the marathons. What will I do next? Not sure. Right now I'm waist deep in a couple of writing projects that seem to be sucking up any spare time I have.I have decided to keep a new blog for a year. It's a little experiment in trying to document my year.That web Scottnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137719015479992542006-01-19T17:03:00.000-08:002006-01-19T17:07:01.600-08:00Finally, here is a family picture taken after the race. I could say so much more about the three people in the picture with me. I don’t have the space or time today. So I’ll end by saying I’d be nothing without their love and support. I love you, Julie, Sophie and Jake.AlohaScottnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137718842246627502006-01-19T17:00:00.000-08:002006-01-19T17:00:42.246-08:00This second image is of Nancy and me after we completed the race. Once again, Jacquie is with us. Let me just say this about Jacquie. We’ve known a lot of CF Foundation people over the four years we’ve been involved, and she’s one of the best. Such positive energy and a real go-getter. Man, I sound like one of those old 50’s movies… “A real go getter, Charlie!”Anyway, I wish we had someone Scottnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137718745344522892006-01-19T16:52:00.000-08:002006-01-19T16:59:52.520-08:00I had the opportunity to speak with my coach, Robert, a little while ago. He called to congratulate me on completing the half marathon. He also tried to convince me that I would be able to run another half marathon this year. The guy is nuts, I tell you. Nuts!He directed me to some pictures taken the day of the race. This first one was taken before we started the race. From left to right Scottnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137568735221869402006-01-17T22:53:00.000-08:002006-01-17T23:18:55.240-08:00The legs felt better today. I can walk without as much of a limp. However, I am having extreme foot problems with my right foot. Yet another sign that my running days must be put behind me. I have received some very encouraging emails and letters over the past week. It was these kind words that helped keep me going on Sunday. Oh, there were a couple of times when I thought I might not make Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137484094409711902006-01-16T23:47:00.000-08:002006-01-16T23:48:14.423-08:00It's been along day. My thighs and hamstrings, and just about every inch of my legs is reminding me that I have not run since Thanksgiving. And yet, my knees have given me no trouble. Amazing.Details about the race day will come tomorrow after I've had some time to put them into a coherent structure, but I will say this about getting through the race with no knee problems:I could say that it Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137332401422136652006-01-15T05:29:00.000-08:002006-01-15T05:40:04.526-08:00It's 5:30 n the morning. I've been up since 4:30. The hotel bed was murder on my back. Add to that the cramped conditions of having four people in it and you can pretty much figure out how well I slept. It doesn't matter, though, I got plenty of sleep the night before.I just finished my complimentary breakfast and was about to head back when I saw this computer in the lobby. Last night I metScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137264811410963082006-01-14T10:53:00.000-08:002006-01-14T10:53:31.423-08:00Rain has hit and our trip to Legoland was aborted. The trip to Carlsbad will take place later this afternoon. I'm starting to feel some butterfiles about tomorrow. I guess that's a positive thing. Oh, and we have reached our goal of $7000 for the fundraiser, just under the wire. Wasn't sure we were going to make it and I think that was bumming me out a little bit. Now I can relax even more Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137199194462015572006-01-13T16:39:00.000-08:002006-01-13T16:53:20.423-08:00We're winding down the week and getting ready for our trip to Carlsbad tomorrow. The weather forecast predicts rain both days of the weekend. What is it with me running races and crummy weather. Either it's too hot (Honolulu), unseasonably cold (San Francisco) or frigidly cold (OC last year... and perhaps this weekend). Whatever. It'll all be over on Sunday and I can begin my search for a Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1137174939686039782006-01-13T09:55:00.000-08:002006-01-13T09:55:39.696-08:00Beth and her family arrived to L.A. last night. I amazed that the weekend we planned so many months ago in August is finally here. As I've said before, I'm thrilled that they have traveled all this way to be as one family in the fight against CF. I'm a little surprised that I don't have butterflies for the race. No fear. Truly, I am not at all apprehensive about running on Sunday. Will my Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136876861000618672006-01-09T23:07:00.000-08:002006-01-09T23:07:41.013-08:00Not a bad day, all things considered. But it was a tough morning with Jake being dropped off at pre-school. He cried, a lot. And Julie was in tears. It's not going to be easy. And he won't eat. That's the issue that stresses me out the most. I don't want him to be hungry. Is it a trust factor with other people? Is it his enzymes making his stomach upset? Is he just being a stubborn 4 Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136789550009994462006-01-08T22:37:00.000-08:002006-01-08T22:52:30.076-08:00So I'm laying in the middle of the living room with a two ton elephant standing on my chest, wondering, "How did this day turn so dark so fast."Sophie's party last night was wonderful. She and her little girl friends all had a great time. At times, the laughter and screaming was like a group of banshees... But in a good way. A fun way. Julie did a fantastic job entertaining them most of the Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136494396048619032006-01-05T12:52:00.000-08:002006-01-05T13:11:27.816-08:00It’s Sophie’s birthday. 7 years. How did that happen? When I watch her, she’s grown up so much, maybe more than a typical 7-year old should be asked to. And yet, she still has her little girl ways. While she plays games with her dolls and feed them bottles and gives them naps, she still sleeps with a blankie and can’t get through the night in her own bed.The picture is one of my favorites Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136407360924236742006-01-04T12:40:00.000-08:002006-01-04T12:43:32.543-08:00Here is my follow up letter...January 2, 2006Happy New Year!It's hard to believe the holiday season has come and gone and that the Carlsbad marathon is just a few short weeks away on January 15th. There is still plenty of time to contribute if you haven't yet had a chance. Hopefully, the weather will hold up and the race conditions will be relatively pleasant.So far, we've raised $4000 and my Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136407244071719002006-01-04T12:28:00.000-08:002006-01-04T12:40:44.083-08:00Another morning in which my intentions to go riding were thwarted by responsibility (plus, it's pretty damn cold out there). Up at 6:00, I was dressed and ready to go when I thought the morning through a little more clearly. Julie had to get up and get going in order to take Jake to a pre-school meeting. If I'd gone riding, she would have had to done breathers, get Sophie ready and get Jake Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136327773738634492006-01-03T14:35:00.000-08:002006-01-03T14:36:13.753-08:00I cried last night. It’d been awhile since I broke down and prayed to God. Funny how art can pull things out of you that you’re aware are swimming under the surface, but you have been able to keep at bay. After watching a heartbreaking episode of Deadwood, the phenomenal HBO western series, I was so affected that I couldn’t stop the tears from coming.In the episode, a main character’s son diesScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1136072679118103992005-12-31T15:38:00.000-08:002005-12-31T15:44:39.126-08:00It's New Year's Eve and we're all kind of veggin' until heading over to Budd and Karyn's tonight. Last night, Jules and I went out for Sushi to celebrate our 12th Anniversary. Lame ass Scott forgot to get a card. Julie got me 2. Hopefully, the roses I bought today will make up for moi's lameness.I can't say that I've been a great trainer. It's been pouring rain today, so my plans to even go Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1135879146364539522005-12-29T09:47:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:59:06.396-08:00The end of the year is upon us and I am feeling better. No, I'm not running again. I have begun riding my bike regularly in the morning just to keep my legs happy. I'm also walking a couple of mornings (and taking the stairs at work). Not really sure how much this will keep me ready for the race in a couple of weeks, but I'm not giving up yet.So far, we have raised over $3000 this year. I Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1135191663695024032005-12-21T11:00:00.000-08:002005-12-21T11:01:03.706-08:00PLEASE DONATE!Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1134804696392439552005-12-16T23:20:00.000-08:002005-12-16T23:31:36.403-08:00I am not sure what I am going to do come January 15th. Whatever it is going on inside my knee is pretty much inhibiting me from being able to run. I woke up this morning, motivated to go out and run for four miles. But I didn't get 50 yards before I knew that it wasn't going to happen. Not today; maybe never again. This is the biggest let down I've had. To not be able to go through with it.Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1134594415367600942005-12-14T13:00:00.000-08:002005-12-14T13:06:55.380-08:00So here I am again. I've returned. It's been a depressing couple of weeks. My right knee has really been troubling me and I was very discouraged about being able to run the half marathon. Add to the mix some of my own personal dramas and you can see why I haven't been to the blog in awhile.But I'm back to finish what I started. The half marathon is a month away and even if I can't complete Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1133331470261294932005-11-29T22:02:00.000-08:002005-11-29T22:17:50.280-08:00Thanksgiving was really joy this year. Although the sadness of Kathy's death was felt by all, I really thought there was less stress than usual. All of the families had a wonderful time. We played football! I haven't done that in 12 years. I think it was the most enjoyable football game I've had since high school. Of course, I tweaked my knee and have been feeling a twinge ever since. I Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1132623144788300602005-11-21T17:26:00.000-08:002005-11-21T17:32:24.803-08:00Ran those 9 miles and man was it a mixture of toughness and just the will to finish the run. The first half, I almost didn't think I would finish. As I turned the corner to the my last half of the run, I wiped out and slammed my shoulder on the cement. Man, that hurt. I toughed it out though and I'm really glad I did it.Still, not the most enjoyable morning. I was wiped out the rest of the Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1132362550278352172005-11-18T16:50:00.000-08:002005-11-18T17:09:10.300-08:00Been a tough week getting motivated to run. Lots of issues dealing with the whole writing thing. I know, stop complaining, right? Today is the last day of shooting for American Standard. That's pretty darn exciting. Let's all hope it turns out as great as we hope it can. After working a month on a project with Wes' friend, had to ditch it because there is an exact duplicate project going onScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1131499188002900682005-11-08T17:14:00.000-08:002005-11-08T17:19:48.013-08:00Woke up to run on Sunday but the Santa Clarita Marathon had all of my regular running paths closed off. Decided to head home and spend time with the family. On Saturday, the kids and I prepped all of the letters and sent out 90. Each letter included two magnets. I also sent 120 to Beth, leaving me with around 200... or so I thought. Spoke with Dave this afternoon and he still has 500 more Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1130980713863948002005-11-02T17:09:00.000-08:002005-11-02T17:18:34.423-08:00Did a long run on Sunday. 8 1/2 miles , maybe a little more. Turns out I only needed to do 6 miles and 8 this weekend. Perhaps I should pay attention to my training schedule. Nevertheless, I was very pleased with myself because I was able to switch up to a 4/1 run walk ratio half way through the run. When I was done, though... Oh boy, were my legs sore. Can getting older really mean this Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1130538643628756342005-10-28T15:17:00.000-07:002005-10-28T15:30:43.650-07:00So the new routine of Wednesday/Friday seems to work. I got up at 5:30 again this morning and was out by 6:20. Decided to reverse my route to mix things up. Boy, it really played a trip on my head. By about the third mile, I started anticipate[anticipating when I would reach my next landmark. And when another jogger passed me, I really got anxious, just like a real race situation.Turned out Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1130178558319965332005-10-24T11:22:00.000-07:002005-10-24T11:29:18.330-07:00Yesterday's run was pretty good. It began a little slow and I wasn't sure if that had to do with it being 6:30 on a Sunday morning, or my own weary body. But I was amazed that by mile 6 I felt great and even considered extending the run past 7 miles. I'm glad I did not. My shoes, on their last legs, are shot and my legs were killing me all day. While running, I also came up with a new plan.Scottnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129921946785885022005-10-21T12:06:00.000-07:002005-10-21T12:12:26.786-07:00Had an awesome run this morning. 4 miles is just under 45 minutes. Woke up at 5:30 (not entirely by choice) and got out of the house around 6:10. The weather was cool, but not so cold that I needed sweat pants, like Wednesday. As I circled back toward home, the sun broke over the horizon and the sky came alive with a glowing yellow and orange hue. The trail I ran lead behind a subdivision Scottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129848819413235122005-10-20T15:51:00.000-07:002005-10-21T12:06:22.740-07:00So, it's great to see that Beth has made an entry. Very exciting to me.Had another one of those moments this morning. Jake asked how old I am. I said, "I'm 35, Jake." He said, "I'm 34, Daddy." The cuteness of that exchange was ruined in my head when the first thing that came to mind was the mediaan age of people afflicted with Cf.Even an innocent moment with my son is ruined by this Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129762698095866052005-10-19T15:54:00.000-07:002005-10-19T15:58:18.100-07:00Hi All:I am feeling great since Sunday's 1/2 in Columbus. It looks like I have a head start on Scott. However, Scott has the younger age going for him come January. Oh and weather...(i.e., Ohio winter begins tomorrow - so the weather man says.) Well - I am off to lift some weights. Peace Beth PS - the start time is 6:30 that is 9:30 Ohio time.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06241638131365105043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129737774333918472005-10-19T08:58:00.000-07:002005-10-19T09:02:54.340-07:00A small reminder of the nature surrounding our neighborhood: This morning, as I ran for 40 minutes, a woman stopped me to pint out a coyote that was roaming around one of the new developments. She was nervous and walked off in the opposite direction. I stood and stared at the coyote for a moment before it turned and darted back into some brush and probably wandered into the hills.It's easy to Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129668623034722102005-10-18T13:41:00.000-07:002005-10-18T13:50:23.040-07:00Ran this weekend, but not the full 7 I was supposed to. Wanted to get home and clean the house some before Jules and the kids returned from Ohio. I was geared up to run this morning, but it was pouring rain. No one in their right mind would go out in this weather.Beth called on Sunday and she completed a half marathon that day. Way to go Beth. She's all set to take care of her portion of Scottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1129337610481742512005-10-14T17:45:00.000-07:002005-10-14T17:53:30.490-07:00Julie and the kids have been away all week and it's been a struggle to get up and running. I hate when they're away because I end up staying awake too late. For example, why would anyone sit through 5 hours of Lord of the Rings movies unless they had a lot of time on their hands. They come tomorrow and I'm very excited. My lack of dedication is bothering me, though I do not fear that I won't Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1128665714569622352005-10-06T22:55:00.000-07:002005-10-06T23:15:14.610-07:00Once again, a successful morning run. Still didn't get in the full time I was supposed to. I guess I'll have to wake up earlier. Great. Still, with the new MP3 player, the music really carried me along and I felt like the running was becoming a little easier.Jules and the kids are going back to Ohio for a week starting Saturday and I'm already missing them. With the new job keeping me later Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1128491175656905542005-10-04T22:41:00.001-07:002005-10-04T22:46:15.656-07:00Ran for almost 30 minutes this morning. I was tired getting up, but one I got out there, the cobwebs cleared and I felt good. Need to get new shoes this weekend. These old ones (whoch are a 1/2 size too big) have lost their cushion. My legs are achy every time I complete a run.Purchase a new MP3 player yesterday. Nothing fancy, just something to use for my runs to help pass the time.Not muchScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1128370466901501562005-10-03T13:08:00.000-07:002005-10-03T13:14:26.906-07:00After not running all of last week (can we really count my Monday run?), I hit the pavement on Sunday morning with new vigor. The first week of work was behind me. The rewrites of American Standard are of the past. And all of the hanging chads that needed to be worked out in order for us to move on had been accounted for. So, when I took off running Sunday (which will become my new long run Scottnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1127975107086645412005-09-28T23:19:00.000-07:002005-09-28T23:25:07.093-07:00The week is half over and I ma very excited about the new job. There is a lot of adjusting to do, but I still feel this will pay off in the long run. I completed my revision of The American Standard and I believe I will have limited interaction with the production from here on out. Not because I want it that way. It's just the way events have been playing out. Bummer.I ran Monday and today Scottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1127626598942915092005-09-24T22:24:00.000-07:002005-09-24T22:36:38.950-07:00I must apologize for the long delay. A lot has gone on in the past two weeks and the decisions I made took precedence (and energy from) over writing in the journal.I have left my job at Klasky Csupo to take a new job at Cartoon Network. It was a difficult decision to make, but I feel it is one that will lead to greater benefits. What that has meant is training my replacement at an earlier hourScottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1126588412883962022005-09-12T21:58:00.000-07:002005-09-12T22:13:32.890-07:00It's been a long week and there was so much going on that I couldn't muster the energy to write. Sad, I know. I was so damned stressed that I had stomach aches by the end of last week.I have taken a new job at Cartoon Network. The opportunity arose and I felt that I shouldn't pass it up, not with the way things are going at Klasky Csupo. I'm not sure if there would be a job for me at KC past Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1126067319743565862005-09-06T21:21:00.000-07:002005-09-06T21:28:39.750-07:00It's been a long day. We took Jake for a doctor's appointment today and they had to take x-rays and draw blood. Although those two parts of the visit were difficult (Jake is quite a fighter), the good news is that he gained 4 pounds and grew an inch. We're thrilled, to say the least. As I sit here now, I'm wiping away tears, though. I know, I know, it's just a television show, but the end ofScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1125893063532010882005-09-04T20:56:00.000-07:002005-09-04T21:04:23.536-07:00A quiet weekend for us. Seann's fiance, Natalie, is in town until Tuesday and she is up visiting with him. I ran 4 miles yesterday despite not really training during the week. Somehow I completed it 2 minutes shorter than last week. Go figure. The effects of Hurricane Katrina still linger on all of our minds. It's difficult to grasp, sometimes, that the devastation that looks like a third Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1125640303845803422005-09-01T22:48:00.000-07:002005-09-01T22:51:43.850-07:00Woke up this morning with every intention of running 45 minutes. I didn't get a hundred yards past the front door and I turned around. The devastation and horror of the aftermath of Hurrican Katrina and what it has done to New Orleans really got to me this morning.What right do I have to ask for money when there are thousands of people now homeless and dead? I just couldn't run. So I returnedScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1125381750421843132005-08-29T22:44:00.000-07:002005-08-29T23:02:30.426-07:00The memorial service was lovely and the tribute to Kathy was very heartwarming. Karyn, Cindy and Ginger all got up to speak (as did her brother, Tony) and I can't believe that they were able to keep it together. I know that people talk about there being a sense of "closure" once the funeral takes place (I've even said that), but there really isn't, is there? Just because you spend a day Scottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1125117716661439472005-08-26T21:37:00.000-07:002005-08-26T21:41:56.666-07:00Tomorrow is Kathy's memorial service and I feel anxious about it. I think it's just that I know there is going to be a lot of tears and I'm unsure how well I can comfort someone in that situation. I know to offer love and hugs, but that sometimes doesn't feel like enough. I have to get up and run 4 miles tomorrow. My end goal and the reason I'm running is of great importance, but right now, Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1125032629678088102005-08-25T22:03:00.000-07:002005-08-25T22:03:49.683-07:00It’s an obsession. You’re driving down the street and you begin to wonder how many miles it is from this street sign to the traffic light. How long would it take to run up that long hill near your daughter’s school? And you think about how cool it will be when you actually do run that hill. You worry about getting new shoes and when you’ll be able to afford them. You question the strength ofScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1124857667780483832005-08-23T21:21:00.000-07:002005-08-23T21:27:47.786-07:00Ran yesterday and I was surprised how easy it was to wake up at 5:30. Scary. I'm slipping into my groove so soon. This is a pleasant surprise. Spoke with Cousin Dave this afternoon and we've brainstormed on a couple of new ideas for fundraising this year. Our conversation reminded me that the Active.com web page needs to be updated. I'll get on that tomorrow.I guess it's time to get to workScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1124693576272716822005-08-21T23:51:00.000-07:002005-08-21T23:52:56.280-07:00Julie and I watched a remarkable documentary on The Learning Channel called “The Boy Whose Skin Fell Off”. Remarkable not because it was some boring scientific expose on a rare genetic disease called ( ), but because it showed how great the human spirit can be. The subject of the special, Jonny Kennedy, was 36 when he died from this disorder. Here is the synopsis from TLC’s website:Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1124434792841944152005-08-18T23:43:00.000-07:002005-08-18T23:59:52.850-07:00Thursday again and it's been an eventful week. Sophie began the first grade yesterday and I am proud to say that she did fine. Julie is really sad that Sophie will be gone most of the day. But Sophie, so far, has been doing fine with the transition. Then again, it's only been two days. The four of us went to her new school together yesterday. I will always remember the ride up to the schoolScottnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1123826356107629142005-08-11T22:41:00.000-07:002005-08-11T22:59:16.116-07:00It's been a long week and I haven't run or walk at all. Karyn's mom health has deteriorated and we're not sure how long she has. Jules and I have tried to help out as much as possible. The best that we can do right now is watch Max, Zach and Megan. Those kids were at the house Tuesday, Wednesday and today. I took the day off yesterday and we all went to the beach. I am amazed at how these Scottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1123479968477439892005-08-07T22:31:00.000-07:002005-08-07T22:46:08.486-07:00The back is finally feeling good enough that I'm going to get up again tomorrow and walk. I'll try to put in a couple of run cycles just to test everything. But I'm going to run the half marathon. It's already in my mind that I'm going to do it, so it's just a matter of when I'm going to run full time.This was a great weekend. Jake and I spent a lot of the day together while Julie took SophieScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1123399091994715112005-08-07T00:09:00.000-07:002005-08-07T00:18:12.003-07:00Got a call from Beth todayBeth called and we chit chatted for a few minutes until she proposed the idea that the two of us relay the marathon in January. She would walk a half marathon and I would run the other half. I think its an awesome idea. I think the two of us could raise a lot of money and really raise the interest in CF. There are some logistics that need to be worked out (I'm not Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1123283079251178662005-08-05T15:55:00.000-07:002005-08-05T16:04:39.256-07:00The back is feeling better. I think I'm going to run the half marathon. I know. I know. What about the legs? I don't think a half will hurt quite as much. And I do like running.The training isn't as intensive. And I know I can finish.My mind is a little all over the place. I'm worried about Karyn and her family. And it puts things into perspective, you know? I also just read about Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1123108952656610292005-08-03T15:32:00.000-07:002005-08-03T15:51:26.973-07:002nd day of my walking training and my back is killing me. Not quite sure what I did over the weekend. Swimming too much? Carrying Megan up and down the stairs? Slouching on the couch while I watched HBO late Sunday night? Whatever, I'm in pain. Sweet Sophie. Last night I limped into the house and she said that something was wrong with her heart. I asked her what and she finally blurted Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1122942538623579852005-08-01T17:20:00.000-07:002005-08-01T17:28:58.623-07:00My first official day of the marathon walk. According to the training schedule I printed out for myself, it is a rest day, which is convenient because I did not walk this morning.We spent the weekend at Budd and Karyn's watching Megan. Budd took the two boys on a camping expedition while Karyn spent time with her mother. Karyn's mom is terminally ill. She has cancer. The other day I actuallyScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1122507678623477812005-07-27T16:36:00.000-07:002005-07-27T16:41:18.630-07:00If I don't begin posting new entries, I'm not sure I will commit to what I plan on doing. The truth is my right knee is too far gone for me to run another marathon. It's not just the clicking and pops I feel when I'm running, but now I experience pain on the days I run. It's not worth damaging my joints further. However, there is another way to participate in a marathon. I've known this Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1115833070780143502005-05-11T09:55:00.000-07:002005-05-11T10:37:50.896-07:00I have wanted to make a post since Saturday, but my Internet Explorer is corrupted and I have not been able to reinstall the program. Great, now we're paying for Internet service that we can't use. Anyway, the past weekend was great. Julie had a really nice Mother's Day, and besides having to take Ella (our cat) to the vet, it was uneventful. Sophie and Jules went to see a production of AnnieScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1115422922107499232005-05-06T16:37:00.000-07:002005-05-06T16:42:02.113-07:00IN THE CD PLAYER THIS WEEK:Springsteen "Devils & Dust" (holding off on a true reveiw for a couple of weeks. But there are several songs I really love)The Band "Music From Big Pink" (seriously, why don't we hear any of their music on the radio? This album is as fresh as anything I've heard in the past ten years. Stellar!)The Ramones "Loud, Fast, Ramones:Their Toughest Hits" (Damn, they were a Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1115422658513079192005-05-06T16:21:00.000-07:002005-05-06T16:37:38.593-07:00What the.... only the 4th day into my training and I'm already behind a day in posts. Argh!Jacob had a GI doctor appointment this week and we had to get a stool sample. I say "we", but we know who we is and Julie got it this morning. They are concerned because he hasn’t gained any weight since his last visit. So the doctor wants to up his enzymes again, after we just lowered them. It is Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1115231457689146002005-05-04T11:30:00.000-07:002005-05-04T11:30:57.796-07:00Jacob Button Pic, 2005 Jacob Button Pic, 2005 Originally uploaded by MalcFlynn. DAY 2As you can tell, I have altered my web design for the blog. And I thought it was time to figure out how to add photos, as well. Here is the first one, a picture of Jake that I took at my parents' home in Tucson on Easter Sunday. This year, Julie and I made the buttons. I'll admit that they aren't as durable as the Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1115166950307273552005-05-03T17:13:00.000-07:002005-05-03T17:35:50.306-07:00DAY 1, 2005Got up early this morning, around 6:15, and dragged my tired ass out into the Saugus morning. So, here I am again, I swore I'd never do it, but, yes, I am going to train for another marathon. Why? I blame Wendy DePauw. Wendy is an old friend from high school and she and her husband, Dan, have donated the past two marathons. I hadn't seen or spoken to them in 5 or 6 years until Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103316794474473262004-12-17T13:51:00.000-08:002004-12-17T12:53:14.473-08:00MARATHON FOOTNOTES (for those who didn't think I would really footnote a stream of consciousness thought):
Footnote #1
Academy Award Winning Best Picture Films from 1969 to the Present:
Midnight Cowboy, Patton, The French Connection, The Godfather, The Sting, The Godfather II, One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, Rocky, Annie Hall, The Deer Hunter, Kramer Vs. Kramer, Ordinary People, Chariots of Scottnoreply@blogger.com53tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103316587532549222004-12-17T13:49:00.000-08:002004-12-17T12:49:47.533-08:00RACE DAY FINAL THOUGHTS
Immediately following my conclusion to the race, I’m given a medal hanging from orange ribbon. Julie and the kids greet me with open arms and I’m close to tears. I can’t believe I finished this monster. Peter comes bounding over and we share a huge hug. I am so proud of him. He introduces me to his partner, Michael, and Euri takes one last group photo.
The, we Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103312887847283122004-12-17T11:27:00.000-08:002004-12-17T11:48:07.846-08:00RACE DAY Miles 24-25
The man in the powder blue shirt is now a part of our little posse. He passes me on my walk breaks. I pass him back.
I call Julie. I don't know how I sound to her. I think I'm speaking coherently. I just want to get to 25. She's going to get the kids ready and wait for me at the finish line. We hang up and I get a little jolt from hearing her voice. Just for fun, Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103269462889892672004-12-16T23:41:00.000-08:002004-12-16T23:44:22.890-08:0023-24
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
i'm doing this for jake
Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103269263770863802004-12-16T23:40:00.000-08:002004-12-16T23:41:03.770-08:00MILES 22-23
I have settled in with a group of people. We continue to pass each other, except the elusive you know who. At this point, I am running until my body tells me it’s time to stop and walk, which is approximately 1 minute and 30 seconds. So, I switch my watch to go off every 1 minute and 30 seconds. It will beep when I have to run and it will beep when it’s time to walk. I don’t Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103267684419580032004-12-16T23:14:00.000-08:002004-12-16T23:14:44.420-08:00Miles 20-22
My 3 minute run, 1 minute walk pace lasts for exactly 3 minutes.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Wall.
I slam into it gradually. It takes me a half-mile to realize that I’m about to go completely insane. So close. I’m so close to the man in the powder blue shirt that I can make out his features: He’s about 10 years older than me. He’s heavier than I thought. He has long legs Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103233743032236862004-12-16T13:48:00.000-08:002004-12-16T13:49:03.033-08:00MILES 16-20
Hello? Mr. Malchus?
Yes?
This is your second wind.
Really? So happy you could join me.
I have lost my mind. Not only have I begun speaking out loud to myself, but I am taunting the mile markers, you know, the cardboard signs with numbers written on them.
What’s that? Marker 17 thinks I’m a puss and I can’t make it? Well, I’ll show you, man. Wait a minute, who’s that I see? Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103232215890450442004-12-16T13:22:00.000-08:002004-12-16T13:23:35.890-08:00RACE DAY MILE 15- 16
Peter and Robert are out of my line of vision. I have to set a new goal for myself, something to keep me moving. The hard reality is that this rain isn’t going to stop. In fact, it’s almost a joke to me now. Funny, until, say, you step into an ice-cold puddle and soak your shoes through to your skin. Ha. Ha,
At the moment, I’m focused on getting to 16. It’s the methodScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103221425884728792004-12-16T09:56:00.000-08:002004-12-16T10:23:45.883-08:00RACE DAY MILES 10-14
And now…. We enter the 5th circle of hell.
“Based on the map,” Peter says, “I think this is the toughest part of the race. It just loops around for 4 miles.”
Who mapped this course? Have they ever run a marathon? Don’t they understand the psychological setbacks of running and not feeling like you’re getting anywhere?
The next four miles are a blur and blend into one Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103183452195308592004-12-15T23:50:00.000-08:002004-12-15T23:50:52.196-08:00RACE DAY (CONT.)
Miles 6-9
It’s cold. No, I mean Ohio, mid-October, damp to your bones cold. This is not good. Seriously. This can’t keep up. And then… here comes the downpour. Not just some typical California drizzle. No, it’s a thunderstorm. It has not rained in years, so it makes sense for it all to come down today. The temperature has dropped at least five degrees and being that I’Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103181816265897302004-12-15T23:22:00.000-08:002004-12-15T23:24:28.840-08:00RACE DAY- CONTINUED
Miles 4-5
I have a new plan. All of this surface street running is going to be murder on my feet and knees. Any chance I get, I’m going to run on the grass or dirt, such as this nice long stretch of lawn on the median to my right. Oh, that’s nice. Much softer. Yes, a good plan. Peter decides to stay on the street. I think he’s fearful that he might twist his HOLY @*%#Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1103072594493584202004-12-14T16:38:00.000-08:002004-12-14T17:03:14.493-08:00RACE DAY - Pt. 2
After a capable singer does his best with the national anthem, some bodiless stranger's voice booms through the loudspeakers that the race has begun. There is some cheering, but I swear that some of it is only halfhearted...probably that portion of us who are running the marathon. There are dark clouds rising from the desert floor.... wait, I have Springsteen stuck in my head.Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1102634902683842812004-12-09T15:27:00.000-08:002004-12-09T15:28:22.683-08:00RACE DAY (Sunday 12/5/04) ~ Pt. 1
I am sitting on the toilet eating a bowl of oatmeal in the cramped bathroom of our hotel room. A sure indication that you have either a) lost your mind or b) are far too dedicated to running is when you somehow enjoy Quaker Oats Maple & Brown Sugar out of a paper bowl with a plastic spoon at the crack of dawn.
Rested fairly well last night. I believe I woke Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1102536386206210732004-12-08T11:44:00.000-08:002004-12-08T12:06:26.206-08:00Posting for Saturday, 12/4/04
8:10 am
Decent night's sleep.
Weather update: It is gorgeous outside. Clear skies and the sun is shining. A storm is heading our way, though. "Moving fast," is how the Weather Channel described it. Possible thunderstorms.
4:30 pm
Ran into Peter on the elevator ride down to the Health Expo. The two of us checked out the vendor booths and stopped by the CfScottnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1102398848122510452004-12-06T21:32:00.000-08:002004-12-06T21:54:08.123-08:0012/3/04 Update
8:45 pm
After a 2 and a half hour drive that covered a mere 85 miles, we arrived in Newport Beach. Before leaving home, Julie, Jake and I went to the school to see Sophie receive an award for reading. She's excelling so well in reading books. I am so proud of her.
The hotel is nice. It's in the heart of the city and very close to the John Wayne Airport. We dropped off our Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1102100564849557442004-12-03T10:58:00.000-08:002004-12-06T21:32:51.606-08:00We leave for Newport this afternoon, so I won't have access to a computer until we return Sunday night. Got up this morning and my head was really congested. I almost didn't make it out for my run, I felt that crappy. But I decided I had to go just to keep my legs in tune. I'm glad I did. I feel a lot better since I woke up, although my ears are really clogged up.
It is supposed to be Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1102030697940836052004-12-02T15:19:00.000-08:002004-12-02T15:38:17.940-08:00With just three days until the race, I woke up this morning and crawled out of Sophie's bed (where I slept because she was occupying my space in my own bed). My head was clouded from this cold I've been battling and what did I have to greet me as I took my first steps into the hall? Something wet and warm.
I nearly slipped on the feline droppings left for me, but I was able to retain my Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1101879470924252402004-11-30T21:12:00.000-08:002004-11-30T21:37:50.923-08:00Here it is, the last day of November. The marathon is just around the corner and the fundraising bell is about to ring. Tomorrow I'm going to make a last ditch email effort to raise enough and break the $10,000 mark. It can be done, I know it. Hopefully I can reach the hearts of just a few people (10, at least) who can put us over the top.
Thanksgiving weekend has passed and I am thankful, Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1101270493572388252004-11-23T20:21:00.000-08:002004-11-23T20:28:13.573-08:00A solid 4 miles this morning and my leg feels pretty good. I'm surprised at how loose and pain free it has been the past few days. And let me tell you, I don't care if you're in Ohio or Southern California, if you wake to run only to find frost on your car and the grass and you can see your breath, it's pretty cold.
I plan to spend the day at home tomorrow. We're only supposed to work until 3Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1101192200852939102004-11-22T22:19:00.000-08:002004-11-22T22:43:20.853-08:00The play was great yesterday and the whole turned out to one of our best family days in a while. We went to lunch then drover into North Hollywood to catch the Metro Redline, which dropped us right across the street from the Pantages. The weather outside was chilly, but the warmth of the performances filled our bodies. I was impressed that the producers did not edit any of the text to Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1101059630207465252004-11-21T09:37:00.000-08:002007-07-31T08:50:01.942-07:00I'm always surprised when I log in and I haven't written in several days... and I think that I did write. Could have sworn I checked in on Thursday or Friday.Yesterday was my last "long" run of 10 miles before the marathon. As I ran the course I've created for myself up here in Santa Clarita, I was tired, uninspired, and a little nostalgic for I truly believe this will be my last marathon. AskScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1100761836418036652004-11-17T23:05:00.000-08:002004-11-17T23:10:36.416-08:00Not much to report today. I am having a difficult time concentrating on writing. It's not just the blog. I'm working on a script and I can't find the right frame of mind to sit down and write. I know it's the anticipation for the run. It's only two weeks away. I very glad that Thanksgiving is next week. That will distract me from thinking about 26 miles.
I don't plan to run with the City Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1100656996472900762004-11-16T17:54:00.000-08:002004-11-16T18:03:16.473-08:00Barely eked out 30 minutes running this morning. My head was full of crap and I felt a weight on my chest. The rest of the day perked up and I'm feeling better. I need new insoles for my shoes and I'm hoping that this will give me a little lift in my step. The old insoles have been with me since June, so I feel like they've served me well.
I have found out that there will only be 5 of us Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1100567567435143722004-11-15T16:58:00.000-08:002004-11-15T17:12:47.436-08:00So I'm back training for the final leg of this marathon. Woke up this morning and rode the bike about 4 miles. Boy, was that tougher than I thought it would be. But it's good to be back in the thick of things. I was looking forward to getting up early last night (is that sick or what) and I'm so glad I did. I am also very eager for this marathon to be over. I am so burnt out on training andScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1100138225124798732004-11-10T17:37:00.000-08:002004-11-10T17:57:05.123-08:00The past week saw my birthday and Heidi's birthday come and go. I can't believe I'm 35 already. You know how you have these images as a kid of what you're going to be doing by a certain age? Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. As I take stock of my life, I did think I'd be married and have some kids by this age, so I guess I'm on track, huh?
This year's birthday was very nice. Some Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1099984163512013342004-11-08T23:08:00.000-08:002004-11-08T23:09:23.513-08:00It’s the day after my 20-mile run and I’m both content and a little worried. I finished this run feeling better than I did after last year’s long run, but I still have the same fears I had back then. At one point yesterday I questioned how I was ever going to complete the marathon. Part of these doubts stemmed from the sudden change in weather, and part was from the psychological games I was Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1099010778986755242004-10-28T17:33:00.000-07:002004-10-28T17:46:18.986-07:00Hot diggity. I did a stretch class yesterday and my whole body feels so much better. I woke up to run this morning and opted to do some work on my newest script. Getting to write made me feel even better.
I know my last entry was pretty dark. I'm trying to get away from so many dreary entries. So, I'm waiting until there is' at least something decent to write about. Or just to give a Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1098686021328660182004-10-24T23:12:00.000-07:002004-10-24T23:33:41.326-07:00It's late Sunday night and I wanted to check in before going to bed. This was a wonderful weekend with the family. We went out to dinner the past couple nights and we went to Lombardi Ranch to buy pumpkins and go on some mule drawn wagon rides this morning.
Yesterday I ran the 18 miles and it was not nearly as bad as my 16 mile run ended up. I took it slow from the beginning and I was amazed Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1098319840241107202004-10-20T17:31:00.000-07:002004-10-20T17:50:40.240-07:00It has rained the past 24 hours. Not a light drizzle, but a downpour. Luckily I was able to get in a run yesterday morning and now it appears that the weather has cleared for a run tomorrow. I am amazed at how nonchalant I am about the 18 mile run this weekend. I am convinced that a slower pace and a 3/1 will be sufficient enough to get me through it without any pain. We'll see.
I was Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1098078263262041532004-10-17T22:29:00.000-07:002004-10-17T22:44:23.263-07:00Our cat, Doodle, is moaning in the toy room while I write this. We bring her in at night and place her in a kennel. I sometimes hate doing this. Doodle used to be our favorite. But she urinated throughout the house when we moved in which caused us to have to get new carpeting. Doodle used to be the most affectionate cat, but, I don't know, I guess she got jealous of... everything? So, now Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1097904573357864402004-10-15T22:25:00.000-07:002004-10-15T22:29:33.356-07:00Rode my bike this morning and had a relatively mellow day. I've begun work on a new script. It feels good to be writing and to have ideas swimming around in my head.
Last we checked, Wes was over $9000 and close to $10000. Incredible. He began the week with around $4000.
And to think that all of these people are donating based on our family and our little guy (oh yeah, and the fact that WesScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1097822242943956862004-10-14T23:19:00.000-07:002004-10-14T23:37:22.943-07:00Almost didn't complete my run this morning. Outside forces have been wearing down on my state of mind and the farther I get out on runs, the more depressed I get. I'm having a difficult time shutting off my brain and just focusing on the running. Still, I did about 3 miles in under an hour and I feel ready for the ten mile run this weekend. Peter wants to extend it to 13 or 14 miles as he hasScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1097641028166794112004-10-12T21:08:00.000-07:002004-10-12T21:17:08.166-07:00I can tell that the seasons have changed. I'm becoming so tired at the end of the day. Giving up coffee has been a good thing, though. I may be tired, but I'm not edgy.
Ran a good eight miles this weekend. I had no desire when I started the run, by about midway I was into a groove and I finished with decent results. Cut down a dead tree in the back yard and stressed about money, so it wasScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1097199890131978532004-10-07T18:44:00.000-07:002004-10-07T18:44:50.133-07:00I was listening to the radio this morning and the commentators were broadcasting from Columbus, Ohio. They were speaking to John Glenn as he drove from Cleveland back to Columbus. And at that moment, I was in Ohio, in a car driving down 71. I could feel the hot sun through the windshield that made me want to take off my coat, and maybe open the window a crack, but not too much because there Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1097042983066070582004-10-05T22:59:00.000-07:002004-10-05T23:09:43.066-07:00Every time I help put Sophie to bed (she likes us to sniggle her for 5 minutes), she and I go over all of the things she did at kindergarten that day. I didn't realize how much I enjoy this part of our day until tonight. We had just finished watching the Vice Presidential debate and it was time for bed. Soph and I cuddled in her bed and I thought she would go right to sleep. While laying Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1096954039521405362004-10-04T22:17:00.000-07:002004-10-04T22:27:19.520-07:00Opted to get a little more rest this morning and I didn't ride my bike. That turned out to be the right choice as I'm ready to run tomorrow morning. The rest of the day was fine. Julie expressed concern about whether I might be able to finish the marathon. She wasn't as concerned about the physical parts as much as the mental challenges that I've been feeling this time around.
The more I Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1096867669867579882004-10-03T22:11:00.000-07:002004-10-03T22:27:49.866-07:00The recovery from yesterday has been difficult. My legs feel like cement and my upper body aches. Let's not talk about the knee. Celery. That's what it sounds like. I'm thinking I should call my self the Rice Krispies Man. All I do is snap, crackle and pop when I walk.
I am beginning to think I should have waited to run this second marathon. Maybe I should have done it next year. Maybe Scottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1096778841719005492004-10-02T21:37:00.000-07:002004-10-02T21:47:21.720-07:00Boy, I started out great this morning. I ran alone for the entire run (except for about 20 minutes when Robert tagged along with me). Relaxed and feeling very smooth, I thought the run was going to be a breeze. I began with a 5/1, but took it relatively slow. I wasn't pushing myself to break any records. And the first 10 miles went by without a hitch. In fact, I felt strong enough to switchScottnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5623495.post-1096674276253873682004-10-01T16:36:00.000-07:002004-10-01T16:44:36.253-07:00Heading into tomorrow's 16-mile run, I feel calm and relatively carefree. 16 miles? Big deal.
Of course, ask me tomorrow and it may be a different story.
Jake has been feeling better and his cold seems to be almost gone. Sophie didn't get sick at, thank goodness, so I believe our house is almost germ free. Then again, I've been feeling run down all week. Perhaps it's time to kick coffee Scottnoreply@blogger.com0