Sunday, February 24, 2013

Just around the corner

With February coming to a close and Punxsutawney Phil claiming an early spring, time has come to start planning the spring running program at Indian River School.  This spring will be slightly different than the past, as scheduling dictates that practices will begin before my return from Florida.  However, thanks to the wonderful and generous support of the Dartmouth Endurance Racing Team (DERT), who energetically volunteered their time throughout the fall season, not all will be lost.  The addition of DERT to the running program has been a huge asset and only furthers the connection between the college and community, providing great role models for the middle schoolers to look up to.  

Without access to a track facility, once again, the spring program will be centered around various local 5k trail and road races.  Focusing on road races, rather than track meets, allows for a larger community involvement and the ability for family and friends to compete alongside the IRS runners.  I am grateful that the Upper Valley is home to so many wonderful races throughout the year.  Being able to find races within an hour drive from Hanover almost every weekend of the spring and summer only shows the popularity of running and societal’s demand for healthy activities.  It is great to be apart of such a community.

While snow continues to fall in the Northeast, and I battle it out in eighty degree temperatures here in Florida, I begin to get excited for the spring running to start- both that of Indian River School, and my own track season.  I just hope that Phil was right, and spring is just around the corner.

Until next time,


Sunday, February 10, 2013

Avoiding Nemo

With alleged snow accumulations toppling thirty inches in much of the northeast, I was lucky enough to escape to the warmth of Florida in just the nick of time.  After flying home from St. Louis a week ago today, I spent less than twenty hours at home before Sarah, Otzi and I packed up the truck and began our drive to Clermont, FL where we will be based for the rest of the winter.  

Leaving home for an extended training camp is always tough (especially for a homebody like myself), so it is important to make sure to bring things that make your new residence feel a bit more like home.  For me, this was my one-hundred pound ball of fur and drool named Otzi, my burr coffee grinder, aeropress and last but definitely not least, Sarah.  We broke the fifteen-hundred mile journey over three days so that we could continue to train along the way, stopping at various state parks to be able to run on trails and escape (however momentarily) the drone of the interstates and highway madness.  Food is always a difficult subject when in comes to travel.  How easy would it be to be the Otz-man and only need to pack his forty pound bag of feed to nourish his invigorating hunger for a month.  Alas, Sarah and I are “foodies” and repulsed by the grime found off highway exits.  This lead us to pack shopping bags worth of road food as well as cause us to make wild and lengthy detours in search of proper meals.  Luckily, with only a touch of turbulence, we were successful.

Now that our road trip is behind us, we are settled into Clermont and sipping on fresh orange juice.  The weather has been great, the running plentiful, and I have had more running partners in the past three days than I have had in the previous three months.  I look forward to finally getting into shape, stockpiling on Vitamin D, and avoiding getting eaten by gators.  And I might even try to get some sprinting lessons from Tyson Gay.

Until next time,


Floridian dirt roads- mile of orange groves on one side, cattle on the other.

One of my training partners running a sub 3:30 mile today.