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Team works

The 10k race this morning was gifted with sunshine and great views. I had a competitive run and finished well. My time was slower than I had hoped, but the hills may have had a small part in that. The best part of it all was rounding that final corner and seeing two beaming and […]

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Hoping to get rolling

If I can get off to a comfortable start in tomorrow’s Run Our Shore 10k race in Liverpool, NS, and then keep that roll going for 40mins or so I’ll be happy. I am looking to maintain pace and feel at ease with the whole race scene before the marathon in a few weeks time. […]

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Time to bloom

I just registered for my first 10k race. It’s this weekend. Just weeks ahead of my first marathon. I don’t know if it is the best idea I’ve had or the worst. But I am hoping for two results: One. I hope to run a sub-40 minute race. It’s not a necessarily realistic goal, but […]

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A little ice on top

It’s late April and there’s wet snow freezing into ice caps on the tops of everything that is desperately trying to be green again. It’s also only 4 weeks away from race day and I’ve got the ice on top too. I tweaked my shoulder doing who knows what and I’m in some discomfort. What […]

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Chasing the Calm

Each run, including this morning’s windy 25k, I am after the sweet spot of run rhythm. I chase the run to find the calm in it. Run run run then all of a sudden 3 or 4 or 12 kilometres have blown by in a blink and I am calm and fresh and moving without […]

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No light no light

One of the more challenging aspects of the past 14 weeks of marathon training is the constant running in the dark. Sometimes the sounds of night get my imagination all riled up and other times the early morning deer stampedes cause my heart to race. I look forward to my weekend runs as I am […]

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Speed work

Despite the warning sign, I raised dust. I ran hard, then slowed, then pushed on again and repeated the pattern for an hour and twenty minutes. Raise no dust? Uh, no. I will raise it so others can eat it. I wish.

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A Rush of Nostalgia

My memories (however limited by concussive history) are shaped in large part by place. I remember place first, experience second. And for whatever reason, I spent my entire run moving through a place in my memory. Whether it was the feel of the light damp breeze or the sweet dream melodies of birdsong or the […]

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