Thursday, July 21, 2016

Dental Mouth Guard Word Game: Runner's Version

Today's VBLOG post is further proof that I am always thinking about running and that unicorns and running even invade post-dinner game night in our household. I have to give credit to my wife for finding this online and ordering a set of dental mouth guards for the family. No, there's not a dentist in the family and even though my college age daughter visited the dentist this week, the mouth guards have nothing to do with dental work. This is the Seeking Boston Marathon "Dental Mouth Guard Word Game: Runner's Version" inspired by James Corden and a few other YouTube videos playing word games with a very awkward mouth guard in place.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Running Half Buff

Disclaimer: I received a Buff UV Half Buff as part of being a BibRave Pro. Learn more about becoming a BibRave Pro (ambassador) and check out to review, find, and write race reviews!

Often imitated, but nothing like the original, this buff is more than half full.

If you're not familiar with BuffUSA, Original BUFF® headwear is the product that started the multi-functional headwear revolution. At its core is a moisture-managing microfiber fabric that is wind resistant and able to control odor.

I am already a proud owner of a Buff Original BUFF® headwear. The Original BUFF® headwear can be worn more than 12 different ways from a cap to a balaclava to a hair tie, for a personalized style and perfect fit. The original BUFF® headwear is made of a light-weight odor resistant fabric that can protect you from the harshest elements; sun, wind, rain, and cold. The HalfBuff is "cut from the same cloth" literally, but has less fabric lending itself to the hotter months. The "inverse" is also true as they have a Merino version worthy of the coldest runs you might have when winter rolls back around.

Being a survivor of skin cancer myself, I'm particularly cautious about what I wear when I'm headed outdoors for a run and equally careful about what products I use. I ALWAYS have something to help cover the head and Buff's UV protection is an added bonus in terms of protection.

Coming off a fractured foot, my outdoor runs have been limited of late, but I've spent the last month doing a lot of cross-training in the gym and like the HalfBuff for those workouts in "headband mode" providing help with the sweat. I'm a profuse in I have "cartoon-like" sweat.

With several hot weeks left as I commence marathon training again (gulp...wish me luck, rub your rabbit's foot for me,) I will get a lot of use out of my HalfBuff. One of my fellow BibRavePro's turned me onto a great idea and that is soaking it in water and freezing it the night before a really hot run. She wore hers around her neck and it was a great way to keep the "engine cool" on the run.

Want one of your own?  Join us on Twitter, Tuesday night July 19th at 9:00PM EST  for #bibchat. Follow @bibrave on Twitter for all of this weeks questions.  Also follow @buff_usa to be eligible to win.

And don't forget, you can vote DAILY for me and my run buddy Liam in the Runner's World Cover Search contest HERE.

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Friday, July 8, 2016

Lost and Found: The Disappearance and Return of Seeking Boston Marathon

Some of you have perhaps wondered, where did he go? Others know why I dropped off the face of the social media planet. Some of the later understood. Some didn't know what to say. Some perhaps felt sorry for me, and at times I felt sorry for myself. But alas...I have returned! Before I can say I've returned, I must first (re)address where I've been.
Last two years of injuries...and you wonder why I disappeared?

You might say that the last 24 months have been a long and winding and injury-filled road. Most recently, I dropped out of the New York City Marathon with news of a stress fracture one week before the race. Once again, I re-dedicated myself to "bouncing back" from injury so I went slow, but worked aggressively on my rehabilitation. I worked hard on strength, and returned to the race circuit (and podium) one week before Memorial Day. As I wrote HERE, I rolled my left foot on the rock of misfortune in Sonoma, CA over Memorial Day weekend. Instead of slurping down wine, I spent the afternoon in urgent care getting the x-ray and latest injury diagnosis; a fracture of the 5th metatarsal. That's the bone on the pinky-side of the foot where the bone slightly protrudes. An eighth to a quarter inch either way would have required surgery. I lucked out and got my second boot in six months. Lucky me.

Without getting melodramatic, I didn't fall into full-on depression, but I struggled with it. I even went so far as to go on a "Social Media Vacation." After all, how do you write about running, or do product and race reviews when you can't run? I literally removed my social media apps from my phone, and my wife was shocked that her social media whore of a husband shut it down.
Top Taco in Denver on a scooter

So what have I been up to and where do we go from here? First, the "what have I been up to." For starters, I didn't work out at all for four weeks. Not wanting to risk a "setback" I didn't do a thing. Quite the contrary, I gave up a bit too on nutrition and ate like I was still training. Perhaps stress eating would be more correct. My doctor’s instructions were "no weight bearing" so I spent the first week on crutches including two trips (one was a race for my son in Wisconsin,) and the second a work trip to Seattle. I quickly determined, that traveling sucks on crutches and upgraded to a "knee scooter" for the balance of my time in the boot.

Looking at the "glass half full," I accomplished a lot over my six weeks in run purgatory;
Jelly Bean George W.

1) Saw my son race a "draft legal" triathlon in Wisconsin.
2) Saw a George Bush Sr. portrait made out of Jelly Beans at the Jelly Belly factory.
3) Repaired a water heater thermostat. I was proud of myself, and my wife was underwhelmed.
4) Traveled to Wisconsin, Illinois, Washington (State,) Washington DC, and Kansas City.
5) Set airport speed records on my knee scooter in several of the above airports.
6) Attended Denver's "Top Tacos" event on the Auraria campus which was largely a grass field and realized knee scooters do well on airport floors, but not so much on grass.
7) Brought "down the house" with my karaoke rendition of "Stray Cat Strut" at our local pub, and danced on one leg.
8) Painted a “sugar skull” expresso mug for my Nespresso machine. Of course it was a Boston Marathon theme.
9) Attended the Cherry Creek Arts Festival and drank beer with my 21 yr. old daughter. There was beer involved with many of the above.
10) Volunteered at a fourth of July race and impressed the race officials by riding in my boot on a bike to deliver race registrations back-and-forth to the finish line.
SBM Expresso Cup Art

Did I mention I drank a lot of beer? I woke up at least once in a bed I hadn't intended to wake up in. Yes, my wife woke up next to me, (and thank you Ashley for letting us crash at your new pad.)

Moving ahead to what's next, I stopped at my orthopedic surgeon's office a week ago Monday for my first follow-up post fracture. Likely due to my strict adherence to the boot and the scooter, the doc said my x-ray looked excellent! Best news I've got in a long time. He "freed" me from the scooter and prescribed two more weeks in the boot. That ends this Saturday. Oh happy day. At that point, he wants me in a moldable orthotic and also gave me a "green light" to begin non-impact training.

I'm in my second week of getting back to the gym with a blend of swimming, elliptical, cycling/spin,
Daughter of SBM enjoying beer 4th
and the strength work I was doing as part of my last stress fracture. My strength work has a particular focus on hip strength. The un-answered question in my mind is what is the balance of my year look like. I have one (and only one) injury deferral from the New York City Marathon last year. I have battled with the math in my head and my doc's instructions to wait until August for running. That still may give me twelve weeks to train on top of a decent cardio and strength base should July go as planned. Stay tuned.

I know enough to know that you don't rush back from injury, but how many weeks do you really need to train for a marathon with a decent base? My mind and heart really wants a redemption race in New York in November.
Seeking Boston Seeks Race Volunteer work

And don't forget, you can vote DAILY for me and my run buddy Liam in the Runner's World Cover Search contest HERE.
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Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Runner Etiquette Question of the Day

I volunteered at a 4th of July yesterday and after the race, I was hanging around near the finish when an odd sight caught my eye. An adult male runner walked behind the row of post-race food which had the typical ice-water and bagels, but had the added bonus of Noosa sample sized yoghurts. I happen to be a big fan of Noosa as a local Colorado product that is all natural and boasts some insane flavors (my favorites are Key Lime and Tart Cherry...yum.) Ok...I stopped my drool glands and back to the controversy; the man walked up to the baby wadding pool full of ice and dwindling supply of yoghurts and grabbed what looked like 6-8 containers of Noosa. Hungry, or perhaps taking yoghurt back to his five friends sitting on the grass in the shade?

I dismissed the gluttony and went back to soaking in the post-race activity, then hopped (on my one good leg) onto my bike to head out of Denver's Washington Park to head for my car. There was the same guy with his wife (or partner.) Both of them had grocery bags full of the post-race fuel.

I'm hoping that this guy had some legitimate reason to have hoarded so much of the food. I should point out that they ran out of Noosa while runners were still filing through the food line after the race. Perhaps he had just lost his job...or he was collected food to take to the homeless? Regardless, this one had me stymied. I didn't feel it was my place to call him out on it, but perhaps on these pages, we could consider the ethics of over-indulging at the food trough when you may be taking food out of another runner's mouth.

What's your view, "total d-bag move," or "not a big deal?"

And don't forget, you can vote DAILY for me and my run buddy Liam in the Runner's World Cover Search contest HERE.
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Wednesday, June 22, 2016

#WednesdayWisdom: Runner's Know How to Roll

It's now three weeks in my latest calf-length walking boot and I'm on my third trip. I have learned that crutches and travel do not mix, so I've upgraded to a knee scooter. Yes, that's how I roll...

Friday, June 3, 2016

Seeking Boston Marathon Social Media Vacation

"Vacation...all I ever wanted...vacation, had to get away."
(GoGo's "Vacation")

Please don't take it personal, but I'm taking a brief break from the running social media world. Hard to post and click and tweet about running when you're going through your fourth injury layoff in two years. I promise to work hard to return to running and these pages. In the meantime, if you miss me, feel free to send me a postcard at Going "cold turkey" and seeing if I can refocus and recharge without my blog, Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.

And don't forget, you can vote DAILY for me and my run buddy Liam in the Runner's World Cover Search contest HERE.
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Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Planet Bullshit

Self-doubt and self-pity are two traits that are unbecoming of an endurance runner, but I have them both right now. One week ago, I had my first competitive race in nearly eight months in the Ft. Collins triathlon. Another great chapter in my (don't call it a comeback) comeback trail. Trail.."F that" word and I'm not even sure I want to say excuse the french. I podiumed in the race, second in my age group, and the best part was I didn't feel sore that evening. All was grand. The race was on Sunday and I headed out the door Monday for work and would join my wife for a little time off in Sonoma.
My first podium in my first competitive race in nearly eight months

I'll blame Marriott for the lousy night of sleep last Friday night. For the second night in a row, I didn't get any sleep with what felt like a kids soccer game going on at all hours of the night through the thin ceiling and floor--it sounded like they were in my room. Perhaps I should blame the guy I stopped earlier on Friday asking about run trails around Sonoma. He said the bike path was short, but at the edge of town above the cemetery, there was a switchback trail going up the hill with a some great views. He mumbled something about nearly twisting an ankle. I should have listened.

Top of the trail that ended my '16 season
Almost near the top, the terrain was quite rugged. I was not going fast, but I wasn't walking either. I planted my left foot and it rolled awkwardly to the left. I heard a pop, and pain immediately rushed to the side of my left foot. Same foot that I just got done rehabilitating with a stress fracture. I went a few more strides then realized this was not good. I called my wife from the top of the trail and asked her to pick me up. I took a wrong turn and ironically walked through the cemetery to find my way back to the trail head. 

The rest of the short ugly story was an unplanned trip to the urgent care for x-rays. By the time we got there, the egg-sized knot was morphing into a swollen foot. Not a surprise, the physician's assistant came back with crutches and a diagnosis of a non-displaced fracture proximal aspect of the fifth metatarsal. At this point, I think my wife was ready to trade me in. This would be the third summer in a row of dealing with "Mr. Grumpy" with a season-ending injury.

I rallied and hobbled around Sonoma the rest of the weekend and made the most of it, but all the ugly feelings were starting to creep in; doubt, pity, depression. We had phenomenal meals, rested by the pool, and indulged in some great wine. I felt I "covered it up" pretty well, but my wife knows me too well. It wasn't fair to her. She needed this trip...almost more than I did. Sorry honey. I will make it up to you.
Acting like the broken foot doesn't both me overlooking San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge

Arriving back into town, I went to my normal orthopedic surgeon; Steadman Hawkins Clinic in Denver. Jeremy walked in with almost a sad look on his face as he knows how hard I battled the last two years to get back to running and racing. "What have you done now?," he asked. Upon review of the x-ray, he had me in "full on" panic talking potential surgery. The only good luck I had was with the holiday weekend, their foot specialist was in and able to consult my x-ray. No surgery--whew!, but another 6-8 weeks in a boot and another race season shot. The least of my worries is that I deferred the NYC Marathon last year with my stress fracture. I did the quick calendar math, and there's no way I'll be able to rehab and get to New York City. #FUBAR

I know I have perhaps inspired others that have battled stress fractures, torn hip labrums, or perhaps come back from a serious bike accident as I have, but my mental tank is empty. I'm really having a hard time putting a positive spin on this one. Who the F did I piss off in the runinverse? I question if I have the mental strength to do this once again while trying to be clever and funny and entertaining on these pages. Over the weekend, I had serious thoughts of shutting down Seeking Boston Marathon. What's the point of tweeting and Facebooking about running, when I'm back on the donut (or do NOT run) team? Somebody please slap me, or tell me this is some cruel nightmare that I'll wake up from.

And don't forget, you can vote DAILY for me and my run buddy Liam in the Runner's World Cover Search contest HERE.
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