We dance...

...to the beat of whatever Robyn says.

I cannot run without music. One mix of genres: house, deep, Chicago, progressive, trance with the occasional nod to 70s disco, the William Blake of dance music.



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Finally!

...a personal best to report for the 64th Parc Lafontaine 10k. I cut 5 minutes off of my time.

Still slow by most standards, just to contextualize...but man alive!

Some of you might know that I have been training with an elite group, which largely ignores me as they lap me at the track. But, the coach, who is a very nice man, actually ran part of the last K with me, much to my surprise... and although I felt kind of nauseous, I thanked him for this bit of help.

I have been struggling with a lot of self doubt (in both my running and real life) and have had a fantasy of just giving up all of this racing (and writing) altogether. The original blog impetus of the ridiculously failed triathlon in Indonesia is now in deep history as those things go. Likewise, I have lost track of the submissions to journals and contests and whatallnot.

The time today really helped a lot.




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Location:Parc lafontaine

Path Running

Beautiful.






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Location:Rue Masson,Montréal,Canada

Two sides

While running this morning in Toronto's High Park, I was treated to this lovely scene:



Twenty feet later to my left:



Always bittersweet.

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Summer Running

...had me a blast. Such a blast that I have had no time to post. I did come across these creatures this morning:




Paul and I will be running a 10k this weekend as part of the Jazz Tune Up at the Beaches event. Here's to the faint hope of doing this in under one hour.

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Location:Lake Shore Blvd W,Toronto,Canada

Competition.

I ran a 10k this morning in Outremont...next door to the Mile End district of Montreal, my neighborhood of twenty some years. I am basically a lazy person and so I absolutely love races that involve a travel time of less than five minutes to both the start and finish lines.



Anyway, just before we began, I mentioned to someone ahead of me that my intention was to follow him and I hoped he knew where he was going. Light chit chat. Then, I tried to make some sarcastic observation about how so-called "noncompetitive" these races were. I was trying to make the point that no one will admit to being triple A competitive. Before he completely zoomed ahead at the start line, he looked at me as if I were mentally insane. I should know better. When I say I am slow, I am telling the truth. When others say they are slow, they are comparing themselves to the Bolt.

Ironically, my speed was pretty good (for me) at 1 hour 7 minutes. This was the first race in the new age category and it was okay. So there. I am owning some of that competitive spirit too.

At this time next week, with any kind of luck, I will be crossing the finish line for the half marathon in Hawaii -- can't even believe it. Also, looking forward to some awesome coffee and recovery.

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Gear

My new running socks:



See my previous post on sock shopping. Plus, try to say that three times quickly.

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