Judi’s first 20… um I’m sorry… I mean 22.5 miler

Today was to be Judi’s first 20 miler.
40 degrees at the start…  at 0530 in the dark.  We left just as the newspaper was being delivered.
our route was set:

A perfect plan

Things began well.  After a couple of 10s to shake the legs out from Thursday’s 1/2 Marathon we settled into a nice 9:45 pace….  topped the Beach Boulevard bridege just as dawn broke….  then were treated to a spectacular bright sunrise over the Atlantic when we hit the boardwalk.

We headed north through Neptune Beach and onto Atlantic Beach…  that’s where the perfect plan met the imperfect planner.  I could not remember where we were supposed to make our turn for home…  oh, well…  I thought I did…  or more accurately…  I guessed.

We got to the turn pretty well, however, and headed back…  then missed the next turn.  I thought we were okay tho still…

Back over the Intrercoastal was another treat as we saw 4 or 5 porpoises playing in the water below as well as an Osprey.

Funny thing…  when I glanced at the distace on my Garmin I noticed that we were at 18 miles…  and knew that we were *way* more than 2 miles from home…  I held my little secret for a mile or so then gently broke the news to Judi…  to her credit she took the news well…  as any one who has done a 20 miler…  epecially your first 20 miler…  being told that it was likey to be 22ish is not welcome news.

we walked for a minute a couple of times in the last 4 miles but still held a pretty good pace.

As usual we had an awful lot of fun out there

post run... Judi is still smiling.. and talking to me


Black Friday

With tired legs…. and glycogen stores overflowing we set off to White Springs for our versoin of Black Friday.

we had both run a half marathon on Thursday…  (reports to follow)

Such a beautiful day…  so we had to get out on the road…..  okay… that’s not 100% accurate…  we were happy about the nice fall day…  but would have ridden in the cold rain if that’s what we had been given… 

Out the door at sunrise and ready to go in White Springs…  90 miles away…  by 0845

the roads were nice…  nearly deserted.


Well, I could tell you some story about my sitting here at my desk, thinking intellectual, and very serious thoughts…. when in reality I’m sitting here on the sofa watching My Cousin Vinny, drinking a glass of not so-great-wine, and eating a half a piece of pecan pie and a pumpin pie bar…. good food for thought… thoughts about the fabuloso weekend that just happened.  More about that later….. what I really wanted to get out of my system is what this whole blog thing is all about, I mean why are we choosing to inflict our (what some may call, and DO) insane, overly energetic lifestyle, along with our nutritional, medicinal, ultra, extreme, musculoskeletal, active recovery philosophy, onto the world wide web population?  Well, we see so many, and hear so much about what people think and believe about a healthy, active lifestyle…. AND we are two people who have been engaging in the acts of running, swimming, cycling, weight training, and doing all manner of extreme workouts (things others characterize as ‘crazy’) for the majority of our lives.  We have read so much, and experienced so much that we have our own unique perspective on living life, staying active, healthy, injury-free, all the while running races, experimenting with diet strategies, and having a blast at all of it, that we want to share. Hope you don’t mind.   So…… as an introduction to this whole deal, first of all, who on earth are we?!  We are Michael and Judi, just two people who met, then fell in love while doing all the stuff we love to do: biking, running, swimming (well, that’s me, not Michael, but he’s getting there).  We have spent the remainder of this year having the MOST fun running, biking, pushing the limits, and .  I’d like to summarize:    the first event – MAJOR- was the Tour de Forts, April 25, 2010, the day we met…… from there, we proceeded to get to know one another, and as Michael says, he just was trying to keep up with me: for Michael, the biggie was RATS – six days, 148 miles, from Grand Junction, Colorado to Moab, Utah…. Day 1, 20 miles; Day 2, 40 miles; Day 3, 9 miles; Day 4, get up, run 52 miles in 20 hours or less; Day 6, get uo and run 26.2.  Two words – B.A. For me, my first tri’s in years- the 3 BFASTS, and the #3 Jax Tri…. all of which we did together but for the #2 BFAST, when Michael was out of town.  We then proceeded on to the (not in any particular order) a July 4th 5k, the MS 150, with a century on the first day (my first), SWAMP MAN Century, and the Outback Half Marathon on Thanksgiving Day.  These are the organized events.  To us, though, the highlights have been of another nature – the solitary runs and bikes – our Saturday bike rides, and early Sunday morning runs, where the re is just us and the road, oftentimes the bright moon, stars, and the quiet of the pre-dawn…

There was eating (Thanksgiving dinner, of course) and drinking, a second eating (Thanksgiving dinner #2)  a , and all of those delicious events are not even the best part of the whole deal.  The highlights were …. a Thanksgiving morning half marathon, a Friday