Give It Up?

Close your eyes, here my voice, go to the place the words take you...

Oh s***. This blog doesn't talk out loud. Too bad. Lets see now how good my describing skills are, I'll try to give you an image of what is going on, not sure how this is gunna work.

Sitting on the start line, your partner next to you, the engine roars as your foot eases onto the gas pedal. Waiting patiently for the green light so you can tear down the dirt road...

You are in it now, in it to win it, the car pushes around corners with ease, flies over humps. Your partner looks over at you and says, "it gets a bit tricky up here, sharp corners up ahead". The course has a S shape bend followed by a jump that leads into a sharp left. You slam the pedal to the floor, drifted around the first half of the S, ease up on the gas a bit to gain control just to slam it down again to get around the other half. You come out of the S with a little to much speed, hit the jump, and over shot the corner. BOOM! Car ended up in the trees.

Story over.

Was out driving the other night, just fooling around a bit, taking some fast sharp corners and stuff, being foolish being the young boy that I am. and it kinda got me thinking, Give it up? give up jogging for Rally Car racing... Sounds pretty fun. Then as I kept thinking about it, I realized that DEATH is a big part of that sport. I mean sure its fun to go fast, and stuff, but I think I can get the same satisfaction from my two feet than 4 wheels. When I'm driving, I don't feel in control, think about it, all the get in the gas and the steering. everything else is pre determined gas, road, weight, etc, etc. But when running, everything is under your control, think about it, your gas tank isn't 60L it doesn't run off a fuel that will run out, your gas tank runs on guts. You know like that Pre quote. And as for a road? there doesn't need to be one, every run could be an adventure, one where you find yourself on top of a mountain, or along side the ocean where the waves get your feet wet every step. Amazing things the human body. So much more than metal, plastic, and rubber. I'm not telling anybody to run or to stop driving or whatever, just think about how amazing you every day vehicle is.

all you need is legs.

rj


 

13:22.8

It was the fastest time he ever ran for 5000m, and today it wouldn't even qualify him for the Olympics, but for some reason he is the pinnacle of distance running. Everyone looks up to him, everyone wants to be him, well maybe not everyone, I mean, non runners dont even know his name, or that he ever existed. Lets try this again, runners look up to him, runners wanna be him, and its not without reason, I mean, at the time he was the greatest runner in the USA. For a while I wondered what it would be like to feel like he did in a race, one where he pushed the pace, one where he looked to the infield to see the time on the scoreboard on the other side of Hayward Field or if he was looking back to see where his competitors were. But, I have never been in that position ever in a race.

This kinda changed the other day, it wasn't a race though, was just a workout, 15x400m. Just myself and DC rolling like we owned the place, but that was the crazy thing, I felt like we owned the place, when I lead the lap, I could feel a crowd, I could picture the scoreboard, it felt as if we broke away from the pack, and were all alone. I'd lead, and come around the far corner look over my left shoulder, looking for the scoreboard, looking for DC, looking for the chase pack behind us. It felt very PRE like. I dont know how else to explain it. It's like being on cloud nine. Amazing.

Speaking of looking over the shoulder though, I cant run and look over my right, I lose balance and almost fell over. I really hope SD doesn't have this problem the guy can barely run a straight line normally without falling over, I shouldn't that though, cause I think I have the record for falls this year at X... 5 or 6 big ones that I have scars from.

Free Advice:
Got a letter from my program director for school, turns out I needed a 65% average to continue in my program, and my average was WAY less than that. So upon receiving said letter I was expecting the worse. But the news was far from bad, I was accepted to continue my program. YIPPEE. So my free advice is:
A) Don't sleep with the teacher (only works in high school).
B) Sit front row and talk to the professor lots.
C) Dont fall asleep in class.

Stay in School.
rj

Take That Nature!

Basically...

DC-1, Nature-3

Scared away a racoon today whilst frolicking through some corn fields. Hopefully that coon tells his animal friends that we are no longer scared!

BOOM!
rj.

Definition Of Cool.

My baller self was out for a stroll wearing nothing but the sunflower short shorts that seem to be more like skin considering how much I wear them, next thing I know, a family jogs by all wearing quilts. Now that's SWAG.

SWAG on my friends,

RJ.

Oh Brothers Lets Go Down, Lets go Down, Come On Down.

“You can’t flirt with the track, you must marry it.” – Bill Easton

I've seen this quote 1000 times. Its one of the few Bill Easton quotes that I am memorized actually, to be honest, its the only Bill Easton quote I know. Just googled him, turns out he was the coach of the legendary Billy Mills, maybe related to Scally, who knows.

I've been trying to break this quote down for a while now, figure out what it means, how to "marry" the track, I mean can't wear it on my finger, its kinda too big for that... It just seems like every time I have been on one for the last year and a bit it just hasn't been my friend, I dont what to do any more. I live and breathe jogging, have lost friends, lovers, family due to this obsession. I need help! I need to walk off the track one day feeling great... And lately this has not been happening.

Marry... Marry... Maybe thats my problem, I cant settle down, I have commitment issues?

For as long as I can remember the XC course has been my baby, and it has treating me well, I love her to death! Just wish her sister would feel the same way about me. I need a game plan! I need to figure out what the difference is between the two and make the necessary changes. Lets see here...

XC
ruff.
beard.
man.
hill.
ugly.
muddy.

TRACK
smooth.
shaved legs.
lady.
flat.
pretty.
clean.

Alright... Lets see here. I need to make a lot of changes.
Firstly, a sex change.

Lets put these rough days behind me.
RJ