On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Thursday, June 9, 2011


Miscellaneous #1: Remember my life mantra: nobody ever wants to be that guy. No matter who that guy is in your situation, don't be that guy.

At races, that guy is the one - and s/he is always there - who says cocky things at the start like, "How do these hills compare to Boston?" Or just plain obnoxious things like, "Huh. Looks like a slow crowd judging from what I see back here. I really belong closer to the start." It's not so much what s/he says as the tone of voice.

There's a fine line between being proud and being that guy. For instance, if I ever do an Ironman (which I won't, since I can't swim) you bet your life I'd wear the hat to every single event I could. It would get weird: "Tracy, please, please take off the hat! It's my wedding and I requested formal wear!" "But what if someone there doesn't realize I did an Ironman! The hat is so much subtler than having to say it! Besides, I'm wearing the clean hat."
Miscellaneous #2: I had an anxiety dream the other night about the NYCM. In the dream, it was November, the morning of the race, and I woke up and was getting ready when I realized I didn't have my bib. No problem, I told myself, I'd do race-day packet pick-up. Then I realized... there was no same-day bib pick-up. I'd missed the expo. It was too late. So I couldn't run. (And in my dream I'd just come off of an amazing training season, too.)

Obviously my first thought upon waking was, "Crap! That means I have to hurry and do the 9+1 so that I can register for the race next year, too, just in case!"
Miscellaneous #3: What up with all the orange shirts this year? I was talking to some friends a few weeks ago, and we were saying how it's quite obvious what fitness fashion's colors of the season are. Evidently this year it's orange.

Point in case: the last three race t-shirts I've gotten:

(And no, don't worry. I won't wear the Brooklyn tee since I didn't run the race. Does anyone want it? Otherwise it goes to goodwill. Size small.)


  1. #1: Oh yeah, I've met that guy/girl - on several occasions. Yeugh! Annoys the heck out of me.

  2. I've been noticing the orange too! ORANGE SHIRTS ERRYWHERE!

    I actually think the BK one is cute but the fit is really weird and boxy on me. Boo.

  3. Agreed about the cute logo! And about the boxy unisex fit. I'm glad NYRR is giving more technical tees, but the shirts are still pretty cheap. Oh, well...

  4. I love orange. Orange is okay with me!!!

    Don't worry - I will make sure you get your NYC bib!

    And some bloggers are that guy. What happened to running being fun and not so obnoxiously competitive? I mean, yeah, we are competitive with ourselves and other people, but don't be a jerk about it. Sigh.