{"id":689,"date":"2020-01-10T20:49:25","date_gmt":"2020-01-11T02:49:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/?p=689"},"modified":"2020-01-10T20:49:25","modified_gmt":"2020-01-11T02:49:25","slug":"the-best-laid-plans","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/?p=689","title":{"rendered":"The Best Laid Plans&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I ran into an old running buddy a few weeks ago. The first thing he said to me was, &#8220;Where are your blog posts?&#8221; I was like, <em>&#8220;Oh, crud, somebody noticed that I&#8217;ve been in silent mode with the blog!&#8221;\u00a0<\/em>I gave him about 99 reasons why I hadn&#8217;t been writing, and even tossed in a few health problems to throw him off my scent, like my hip impingement, and the tinnitus and hearing problems I&#8217;ve developed.<\/p>\n<p>He shut me down with a recounting of his life at the moment: working 10-hour days driving a truck; commuting 2 hours one way, so he&#8217;s gone 14 hours most workdays; an adult child boomeranging back into the family home, this time with her spouse and a Siberian Husky whose shedding is so prolific that the cloud of fur trailing it looks like Pigpen from &#8220;Peanuts&#8221;; knee and back problems that ended his running days; and, in case I thought I was special, tinnitus and hearing loss. Oh, and he&#8217;s a living kidney donor who was literally on death&#8217;s door from complications after the surgery. (He&#8217;s a regular Mother Teresa, this guy. Jeez, and I feel like a saint when I let my lovely wife Jen eat the last piece of mushroom pizza.) &#8220;So tell me again,&#8221; he said, &#8220;what&#8217;s so important in your life that you haven&#8217;t been writing?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>In my head, I was quoting the late, great Carrie Fisher from her role as Marie in &#8220;When Harry Met Sally&#8230;&#8221; when her friends would tell her that her affair partner was never going to leave his wife: &#8220;You&#8217;re right, you&#8217;re right, I know you&#8217;re right.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Time to dust the cobwebs off the blog and start anew in 2020. Let&#8217;s look back at my 2019 running, shall we? Every year since 2013, I&#8217;ve kept a running journal, a little notebook in which I scribble my daily mileage and time, notes on how I felt or what I wore for future reference (you would not believe how easy it is to forget how to dress for spring weather, say, the first 50-degree day of the year: &#8220;Do I wear pants or shorts?&#8221;), and I map out my training schedule so I know when my races are and when I should be doing long runs, speed workouts, etc.<\/p>\n<p>And yes, Mr. and Mrs. Smartypants, I am familiar with a little thing called the internet and Strava and all the web-based training sites; I just prefer the little journals so that if I take trips, I can pack them along and not worry about web access.<\/p>\n<p>I use a Garmin GPS watch to track mileage. Specifically, a purple Forerunner 220 that I won at a local 5K. It&#8217;s a little clunky on my dainty bird-boned wrist, which is why I used to wear the women&#8217;s version in lime green, but when I won this one, I decided to upgrade. (Also, I saw a picture of Meb Keflezighi wearing one, and he&#8217;s my size, so why not?) For each run, I write down distance, time, average mile pace, and mile split for every mile. I then add up weekly, monthly, and yearly mileages to see how much I&#8217;ve run. (I keep a running tally of how many miles I&#8217;ve put on my shoes so I know when to retire them as well.)<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_692\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-692\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"https:\/\/darrickdudley.wpenginepowered.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/giphy.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-692 \" alt=\"giphy\" src=\"https:\/\/darrickdudley.wpenginepowered.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/giphy-300x128.gif\" width=\"300\" height=\"128\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-692\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Me, when I am adding up my yearly mileage.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>The yearly goal is always a minimum of 1,000 miles. That works out to just over 19 miles a week, which should be easy peasy lemon squeezy, considering that I run about 30-35 miles a week when training for marathons. Faithful blog readers (looking at you, Dave) might recall that I run very few miles for a marathoner; most marathon experts will suggest 50-70 miles if you are serious, and elites will put in over 100 miles a week. But they are also a little &#8220;insane in the the brain,&#8221; as the guys in Cypress Hill sang back in 1993 (&#8220;Insane in the membrane; crazy insane, got no brain!&#8221;).<\/p>\n<p>Before I added up my 2019 mileage, I looked back at the previous years:<\/p>\n<p>2013: 879 miles (approximate; I didn&#8217;t wear a GPS watch yet)<\/p>\n<p>2014: 1,144.19 miles<\/p>\n<p>2015: 814.59 miles (missed the first 2 months of the year with anterior tibialis tendonitis on both feet; ouch!)<\/p>\n<p>2016: 1,593.45 miles<\/p>\n<p>2017: 1,546.77 miles<\/p>\n<p>2018: 1,214.28 miles (and this was with missing all of December with hip pain)<\/p>\n<p>Knowing that I had not run at all in January and February of 2019 with my hip issues, I was still hopeful that the rest of my year made up for it and that I broke 1,000. My lowest weekly total, obviously, was zero miles. My highest was 41.06 miles, which is a little misleading: it was the third week of September, and I ran the Fox Valley Marathon that week, so if you remove the 26.2 from that, I only did runs of between 2 and 4 miles on the other days.<\/p>\n<p>Anyhoo, the total. I knew it was going to be close, and as I calculated the sum on my phone, I realized it was going to be really close. Really, really close. Keep in mind that, on almost every run, I start from my house and finish on the corner of our street. Some days, I tell myself that I have to make it all the way to the street corner and finish the run as preparation for finishing races strong. Some days, I think, <em>&#8220;Screw it! I&#8217;m tired and I will stop half a block short and walk home!&#8221;\u00a0<\/em>Well, those days came back to haunt me.<\/p>\n<p>2019 total: 999.59 miles.<\/p>\n<p>ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!? 0.41 mile short of 1,000?!? That&#8217;s about three blocks in my neighborhood. If I jogged to my daughter&#8217;s school just once, I would have surpassed that! If I ran to the fast-food joints down the street from us, I&#8217;d be good. When we went on a 2-week vacation last summer, I said to Jen, &#8220;Remind me to bring my running shoes so I can run.&#8221; And did I run? Of course not! We were on vacation! Aargh!<\/p>\n<p>Lesson learned. Finish the run. I know 1,000 miles is an arbitrary number, but it sounds a lot cooler than 999.59.<\/p>\n<p>Literature nerd&#8217;s side note: I titled this &#8220;The Best Laid Plans,&#8221; which is of course the beginning of the saying, &#8220;The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.&#8221; Which is itself an English-translation paraphrase of the original Scots-language quote, from the poem &#8220;To a Mouse,&#8221; by the Scottish poet Robert Burns: &#8220;The best laid schemes o&#8217; mice an&#8217; men \/ Gang aft agley.&#8221; \u00a0I find that things frequently gang aft agley for me. Especially when I don&#8217;t finish the run!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I ran into an old running buddy a few weeks ago. The first thing he said to me was, &#8220;Where are your blog posts?&#8221; I was like, &#8220;Oh, crud, somebody noticed that I&#8217;ve been in silent mode with the blog!&#8221;\u00a0I gave him about 99 reasons why I hadn&#8217;t been writing, and even tossed in a &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/?p=689\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The Best Laid Plans&#8230;<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31,44],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-689","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon","category-running"],"featured_image_src":null,"featured_image_src_square":null,"author_info":{"display_name":"darrickdudlstg","author_link":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/?author=1"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/689","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=689"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/689\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=689"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=689"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/darrickdudley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=689"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}