Preface to a blog

So I want to start a blog about my running so that I'm not the only person I've ever met not to do so.  Also, because I heard Jacob will be running 95 miles a week by the end of the month, and right now I am running maybe 30, so this should be some motivation.  When we race the marathon, if I lose, I will never be able to talk to any of my friends again, and that would suck after a while.  Before I get into my half ass comeback stories I want to give a little background.

So right now I'm working as a mobile marketing rep for Nike in conjunction with Sports Authority (Dedicated to the Dedicated).  Essentially I drive a Toyota FJ Cruiser and air-stream trailer all over the east coast, and occasionally across the country, to train and educate TSA employees about Bowerman line Nike products.  I also have to work road races and other "events."  This doesn't sound so bad, except to do this I have to unpack a 400 pound treadmill from my trailer and set up several cameras and computers, not to mention trial shoe cubbies, to preform gait analysis.  It takes my partner, Brian Deal, and I about an hour to set up and as long to set down.  Now on extra special days I also have to set up a tent and a whole area display.  The tent is 20x30 feet and, according to directions, is 4-6 people required for set up.  Brian and I can set it up in about 45 minutes now.  In total, the tent, area set up, and gait analysis set up takes Brian and I about  2 and a half hours, then about 2 hours to take down.  So, to put it into perspective, brian and I are working between 8 and 15 hours a day, depending on number of "events," 5-7 days a week while being on our feet the entire time.  

The point of my sob story is such; I don't have a lot of time to run, and when I do I am exhausted.  So bear with me.

For the past few weeks I have been running when I could, about 30-45 minutes a day.  No abs, no lifting, no stretching.  Too much eating.  Appropriate amounts of drinking.  For the last few days, leading up to yesterday I haven't run at all.  Still too much eating.

Yesterday:  I worked from 5:30am to 8:30pm.  I ate one meal in that time, a lamb gyro from a sandwich shop in Miami.  I got back to my hotel and went for a run, 4 miles in 28:02.  I used a treadmill, hence the exact time for my run.  I am at least fairly proud of my ability to still do most of my "runs" at a decent pace, sub 7's or close.  Thats nice.  I just wish I could run more then 5-6 miles at a time.  I guess thats the point of building up, right?  After my run I did my first lifting/abs/stretching session since I graduated from Brown last spring.  I am still not strong, nor ripped in the abdominables, nor flexible.  So at least not everything has changed.  I actually felt pretty good.  My legs were crap, but that is to be expected.  

More to come.