Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Jody, the kids and I are in Vincennes visiting with my family and friends. It's been an awesome couple of days and we still have 2 more to go!
Today I was able to do a 50 minute run around the farm. It's way too warm for this time of year, so it was pretty weird. Plus the rain and thawing made for some muddy fields. Oh well, it made the run more challenging and memorable. Looking forward to a couple more great workouts while on "vacation", including a workout at the gym where I worked during Junior College.
I'm doing my best to keep up with emails and will keep the blog updated and fresh. Also, be sure to head to my online forum. Several of the Project "New Recruits" are getting registered and introducing themselves. I surprised the applicants by making the announcements early, as a "Christmas Gift"! To access my forum, just go to the right column of this blog and click on the link. It easy to register and post if you want to get involved, or just hang out and read what everyone is chatting about.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
"First Tracks": Term from winter sports - ski, snow shoe, running, mountain biking, etc. Considered a "prize", bragging rights, or gift. The first to lay down tracks in the first snow of the season, is said to have "first tracks". May also refer to being the first to make tracks in any freshly fallen snow after the first snow of the season...
Tuesday, I had the honor of making first tracks at a local park. While this isn't nearly as exciting at being the first to ski down a beautiful mountain slope, or being the first to break trail while snowshoeing in the back country, it was still a heck of a lot of fun.When I left home for my run, it had been snowing for some time, the weather report said it was 22, but felt like 11 and I believe they were right on that estimation. The snow continued throughout the duration of my run (around 90 minutes) and the wind gusts continually reminded me of how cold it really was. After 10 minutes of running, I really didn't mind the conditions as I settled into my rhythm, my breath, and my run. Plus, after going at it for 7 hours at the Tecumseh Trail Marathon, I blew any excuses I had for running in the cold and the snow. I figured I could hack it for a shorter run like this. No Excuses!
I headed to a park which is only a 10 minute run from my home. For the outside observer, one would think this to be like any other city park, yet upon closer examination, it is adjacent to a wooded area that is filled with trails and plenty of space for exploration.
As I arrived at the park, I noticed there were no cars in the parking lots and no one had been in the park since the snow feel. Sweet! To top it off, I also noticed that the only footprints in the freshly fallen snow were that of squirrel and what must have been a stray dog as there were no human tracks. Even more sweet, first tracks for me!
I've explored a few of the trails over the past couple months but felt like expanding on my familiar routes and was grateful for the inspiration. I "discovered" a couple sections, one ran parall to a stream, others undulated with a couple small and rolling hills. I found enough single track to keep me from repeating the same path for around 20-30 minutes. Hey, it's not the "Great White North", but it'll do.
My point in sharing this post and these pictures is to encourage you to get out and explore the "wilderness" that surrounds you. Even for city dwellers, with a little exploring and asking around, often you can find places to hit the trail and enjoy a little play time/working out while getting away from traffic, noise, and in this case, other people. Additionally, I want to encourage you to continue your outside workouts. Along with the spiritual and physical benefits of training outside, you also help prevent mental/emotional challenges that may arise in the winter; things such as Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), or just plain 'ol cabin fever! Fresh air and sunshine are known remedies for these conditions.
Was it cold and snowing? Yup, just look at these pictures I took when I returned home. Dressing properly makes ALL the difference. Growing a beard is very functional as well...
Here's to your winter training!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Tuesday (tonight), 12.16.08 - 5:45-7:00pm
Saturday following Christmas, 12.27.08 - 8:00-9:30am
Aside from these dates, I will be back to my regular schedule classes. Please check with Cityoga for their Holiday schedule changes as well as their upcoming Christmas party and New Year's Yogathon. www.cityoga.biz.
Monday, December 15, 2008
I already have enough applicants to fill this session, however I am still taking applications for consideration as I will not make any decisions until the deadline arrives next Sunday night.
After viewing the race results I was additionally pleased to find out that of the 600 people registered, only 490 finished the race.
To all: What follows is a report from a TTM newbie, composed in the form of a child's bedtime story. The author wishes he had spent more time training, so the story would have had a happier ending.
Chapter One: See John Run
See John run.
Run, John, run!
John is running a trail marathon .
Uh oh, now John is walking.
Is this a good thing?
This is John's first trail marathon.
He is excited.
And a little nervous.
Trails are beautiful. And refreshing to the soul.
But they are also hard.
Huge hills. Snow and ice. Creek crossings.
How do you train for 26.2 miles on this kind of course?
John is not sure. But he knows one thing.
He should have trained much harder.
Chapter Two: A Tough Year
This has been a strange year.
Injuries. Long days at work. Lots of weekends with a paintbrush.
Too much running around.
Not enough running.
Last year was better.
Three marathons. Four half marathons.
PRs in the 5K and 10K.
Lots of accomplishments.
A few disappointments.
Kind of like life.
But this year didn’t go as planned.
Running got squeezed out.
The months went by.
Then the year was almost over.
That scared John -- more than any hard race.
Not succeeding is one thing.
Not even trying is another.
John has run marathons for six years.
He never skipped a year.
Would this year end the streak?
That was a scary thought.
So in the fall, John decided to give it one more try.
Why not a really big challenge?
Something like a trail marathon.
Chapter Three: Up and at ‘em
The training is over.
Lots of trails. Lots of races.
It was hard. It could have been harder.
But that’s how it goes.
Now it is race day.
There goes the alarm.
Five thirty. Time to get up.
It's cold. Icy cold. Twenty-five degrees.
Brrrr! Maybe they will cancel the marathon.
Ha, ha. John laughs.
A weak, sickly laugh.
It is time for a marathoner's breakfast.
Hot coffee. Banana. Bagel and peanut butter.
It sticks to the ribs. Good for a long day.
If John only knew how long!
Time for one last look at the gear bag.
Extra socks? Check.
Extra gloves? Check.
Extra everything? Oh for Christ’s sake, get moving!
A goodbye kiss, and then it’s time to go.
Drive, drive, drive to the race.
It's 83 miles away. A long distance
It seems to last forever.
Almost as long as a trail marathon.
There’s lots of time to think this over.
An hour and 35 minutes in the car.
Watch the snow hit the windshield
Watch the trees bend in the wind.
My, it's chilly!
Is it too late to turn around?
Ooops, too late. There's the park entrance!
Lots of other cars are heading in, too.
With lots of running bumper stickers.
Lots of beards in this crowd too.
John's stomach begins to sink.
It's the moment of truth.
The truth is a very scary thing.
Sometimes it’s better not to know.
Well, time to get the race packet.
The sweatshirt looks OK.
The race number is funny.
It says: "Tecumseh Trail Marathon."
It also says: "I think I can."
That part is written upside down.
That’s so you can look down and see the encouraging words.
“I think I can.” Just like the little engine.Did that story have a happy ending?
Will this one?
Runners are heading for the shuttle buses.
This is it. No turning back now.
Like getting on a roller coaster.
Once you're in, that's it. No getting out.
Not until the ride is over.
The bus ride takes nearly an hour.
There’s time to make a friend or two.
Listen to the war stories from previous years.
Share a nervous joke.
One man says: "I've done this four times.
I should know better by now."
What does that mean?
John laughs, but not very hard.
Chapter Four: The start
Here's the starting area. Hooray!
Look out the bus window.
People are jumping up and down to keep warm.
You can see their breath in the air. Between all the snowflakes.
Some people are standing in a long line.
They are waiting for a Porta-potty.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!” a race official says.
“Just go water a tree!"
People laugh. Then they walk to a tree.
Some just step to the side of the road.
They don’t care about privacy.
This race is different from other marathons.
Now it's 10 o'clock. Time to start.
But not yet.
Here come more buses.
There are a lot of people.
Six hundred signed up.
They want to run and run!
People gather at the starting line.
"Be careful!” says one runner. “It's hunting season."
His friend replies: "I don't run like anything like a deer. I'm OK."
People laugh. Ha ha!
John knows this is funny.
He runs nothing like a deer, either.
More like an elephant.
Thump, thump, thump!
Finally, it starts! People cheer.
Go, runners, go!
Down a paved road they go.
Then to a gravel road.
Then down a hill.
When will the trail start?
Will there be enough trail in this race?
This time, John smiles at the joke.
Then the course goes into the woods.
Lots of runners. Skinny trail.
No passing lane.
That’s OK. John is in no hurry.
He has small goals today.
Get to the finish line.
Don't break an ankle.
Beat the 4:30 p.m. cutoff at mile 23.
Get some soup at the end.
That will be good enough.
Chapter Five: The hills
Here comes the first downhill.
Watch the greyhounds sprint to the bottom.
Go, greyhounds, go!
Oops. There is a problem.
Two runners are down.
"Ice!" someone shouts.
"Ice!" others repeat.
The ground is slippery.
The trails are steep.
The runners slow down.
Some fall down.
Some bump into other.
Everyone has one thought:
Is this just one bad hill?
Or is it the first of many?
The greyhounds hit the bottom and start up the other side.
"Ice!" someone shouts in the distance.
It is going to be a long day.
The hills keep coming.
Big hills. Lots of hills.
Some as big as skyscrapers. Some bigger.
Up and down.
This is the hilliest marathon John has ever run.
And the iciest.
It is hard to run.
It is hard to walk.
People fall and say bad words.
Someone slides down a hill with a scream.
Someone sits by the side of the trail.
He is covered with snow.
He is rubbing his leg.
"Are you OK?" someone asks.
"I think so," he says.
Soon the aid stations appear.
Runners begin to drop out.
DNF. A scary phrase.
Some days, DNF is a bad, bad thing.
Some days, it is a good thing.
No one is sure today.
"My ankle is shot," someone says.
"Can I get a ride back?" another says.
Race officials get on the phone to drivers.
The ambulance stands by.
Others runners keep going.
Go runners, go!
The greyhounds are far ahead.
How do they do it?
Chapter Six: The middle miles
Soon the hills go away.
For a little while, anyway.
Finally, some clear, flat ground for running.
No hills. No ice.
It's almost too good to be true.
How long will it last?
Pretty soon, the race passes the halfway point.
The first-timers are happy.
They know this means they are closer to the end than the beginning.
The veterans are nervous.
They know this means Indian Hill is next.
Indian Hill is a steep gravel road.
Very steep. Very long. Very high.
It looks 1,000 feet high.
Higher than the Sears Tower.
Higher than the clouds.
Everyone begins walking.
No one even thinks of running.
Except maybe the greyhounds.
They passed this point long ago.
Maybe they are already eating soup.
And laughing around the fire.
Maybe they are driving home.
But the others are still climbing Indian Hill.
They take baby steps.
They breathe deeply.
They stop to stretch their legs.
It takes a long time to climb this hill.
Feel the burn.
Are we at the top yet?
The road disappears around a corner.
Slowly the runners reach the turn and look around.
They say bad words.
The top is still far away.
Some runners think this would have been a good place to end the race.
A half-marathon is plenty today.
A marathon is going to be tough.
Tougher than some of the runners.
Chapter Seven: More punishment
Finally, the runners crest the hill.
They do not look like runners.
They are huffing. And puffing. And standing around.
They pant. They rub their legs.
They wonder how many hills remain.
John is optimistic.
Climbing a long, long hill can only mean one thing.
It is time for the course to flatten out.
Or maybe even descend.
Poor, sad John.
He is suffering from lack of oxygen
In a few minutes, he will learn something.
Trails sometimes go down.
But sometimes they keep going up.
Soon, it begins to snow.
The woods are pretty.
But the trail is a bitch.
Who ever heard of mountains in Indiana?
Up and down.
Up and down.
Hills. Creeks. More hills.
Who’s idea was this?
Soon, the trail levels out. More or less.
Here is a chance to run again.
And to talk to other runners.
And to walkers.
My, there are a lot of walkers.
There is a runner from Kentucky.
And one from Louisiana.
And one from New York.
They are nice.
They like to walk.
It is fun to walk.
The runners reach another aid station.
There is a nice man serving hot chocolate.
A woman is handing out Gatorade slushies.
There are bowls of cookies. Cheese doodles. Pretzels. Candy.
Runners stop to talk.
This is the fun part.
It is almost like a party.
Please pass the cookies!
People are smiling.
Lots of smiles.
Lots of wet feet.
Lots of steamy hats.
The day is fun again.
Chapter Eight: Another killer hill
Then it is time to hit the trails.
Four hours have passed.
Eighteen miles down.
Eight to go!
The field has spread out.
Small groups of runners play leap frog.
I pass you on the downhill.
You pass me on the uphill.
Then the sugar kicks in.
First it is a light shuffle.
Then a trot.
Go, John, go!
He is passing trees and rocks as if they are standing still!
Sometimes even another runner.
Oh no. Another hill.
Everyone starts walking again.
This hill is a whopper.
The toughest since Indian Hill.
It looks like something out of a disaster movie.
Up, up, up.
It resembles a tsunami wave.
High overhead, people are walking switchbacks in row after row.
Six, seven, eight rows of people.
They are climbing Jacob's Ladder, straight to heaven.
Does this mean we have died?
John's head hurts. He pulls off the trail and count to 20.
It's an effort just to think about walking this hill.
He sees the bitter truth.
He should have trained harder.
This is the toughest race of his life.
Chapter Nine: A new goal
Finally, after another hour or so, John does it.
No, not the finish line.
It’s the aid station at mile 23.
This is where volunteers start pulling slowpokes off the course.
What time is it? The ax begins falling here at 4:30.
OK, good, it’s only 3:25. Plenty of time.
John is feeling giddy.
He says to the volunteers: “Has anyone passed by here yet?”
Yes, the leaders came through here hours ago.
They are running gods.
John is not a god. He is a mortal.
A mortal with heavy legs.
But he beat the cut-off.
Now the finish line is within reach!
It’s time to set another goal.
Just finish is no longer good enough.
It’s time to start passing people.
And finish under six hours.
That is still a long time.
But now it is the goal.
It looks like other runners are thinking the same thing.
People begin to step a little livelier.
No more long walks.
No more laughing around the aid stations.
It’s time to hammer. So to speak.
Chapter Ten: Take it home
The hills have flattened out.
They no longer tower.
Now they gently roll.
Thank God for small favors.
Far across the lake, a loudspeaker echoes.
In the distance, runners are crossing the finish line.
Home, sweet home.
Take it home, baby.
Ahead, some runners look familiar.
There’s the woman with icicles in her hair.
She disappeared at mile 12.
Now she’s back. It’s time to pass her.
Who’s next? Backpack boy. He has four water bottles.
Doesn’t he know this is a supported race?
Goodbye, Backpack Boy.
It’s time to reel them in, one by one.
It feels good.
There’s Yellow Coat. There’s Hard Breather. There’s Santa Claus Hat.
Pull ‘em in. Keep going.
Finally, down a hillside, and out of the woods.
There’s another aid station.
“About one more mile,” the volunteer says.
Goodbye trails. Hello, gravel road.
Chapter Eleven: Big finish
The woods are done. The end is near.
Now it is just the runners and the road.
And another hill.
Who can get traction on a gravel hill?
Everyone walks the hill.
Is there enough time? Ten minutes to go.
Look out. Here comes a car.
And another. Lots of runners are going home.
Up the last hill. Turn a corner.
More ice. Be careful.
Another 200 yards to the finish line.
Plenty of time. Go, John, go!
Cross the line. It’s over.
Wow, that was hard. And long.
Two hours longer than a marathon PR.
Two hours and 17 minutes, to be precise.
What changed? Why so hard?
Get some soup.
Think about it tomorrow.
The race is over.
Thank God, it’s over.
The results are posted.
The winner finished in 3:12.
Holy smokes! A 7:19 pace.
Didn’t he see the ice? And the hills?
John finished 349th out of 490 finishers.
No complaints. Finishing was fine.
It was a tough course.
There’s always next year.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Arriving safely at the finish line for packet pick-up, I met up with Project Grad, Corbin Baird and after getting everything settled in, we hopped one of the school buses which took us on the 40 minute, or so, bus ride to the start line.
Corbin and Chris post-race; doning the "robes" of a "Fitness Monk"...
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
May this help you in your decision and empower you to follow your spirit.
Understand that I would never attempt to force or to "sell" someone on the Project, it doesn't work that way. It must be something that you want and that you are willing to let go and/or sacrifice in order to make the change you know you need.
Thank you for writing to me and for being so open and honest. Like you, there are others who have shared their concerns and fears about making the jump and sending in their application. Though the reasons vary, at the root, it's the same - fear. Fear comes in many forms and sometimes it can be a positive force to keep us from being harmed, other times it is not of the Light and can hinder us in finding true happiness, joy and peace. The latter is what you are feeling. Correct?
In large part, the Project helps us to find balance in life, so it becomes a win/win by helping us to be at our best so we can be at our best for others. Thus, it is far from self indulgent, it's actually no different than someone getting free from anything that holds them back in life: addictions, attachments, self-sabotage, overworking, laziness, you name it. Getting free in order to be a better human is a very selfless endeavor, when done correctly.
If I had to guess there are other, underlying feelings and concerns that contribute to your feelings and I'm confident that by participating in the Project, you could get past those feelings as well. Not that this is a "cure all" program, but it really does help us to find peace and balance in all areas of health, fitness, and well-being.
I am confident that should you make the decision to let go of your fears and devote yourself to completing the Project, you will VERY happy you did. Why sit on the sidelines and be a spectator when you can jump into the game?
Great question! Thanks for asking.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
- Sunday - After investing soooo much time on training over the past few months and being gone the entire day on Saturday, I chose to spend all day Sunday with my family, including my parents who were in town.
- Monday - My most-awesome wife arranged for me to add to my ever growing tattoo collection. So, I spent several hours in the tattoo chair getting my newest piece from Monte (http://www.montetattoo.com/). This was my 40th birthday present from Jody, and it's exactly what I wanted. And, no, I'm far from being done with getting tattooed. I couldn't be more lucky to have an amazing and supportive wife like Jody. She is cool with me doing crazy stuff like a 7 hour marathon or getting inked up. Thanks, Babe! As a side note, Monte was just listed as Indy's Best Tattoo Artist in "Indianapolis Monthly" magazine (it's in the current issue).
- Tuesday - Arose early and spent the morning catching up on Project related work and responding to several new applicants. Then, I spent the rest of the day putting up our Christmas lights and teaching a class at Cityoga. Another side note -- it isn't too late to apply to the Project, just know that I've already received over 20 applications! So, if you are still considering sending in your application, git er done!
- I'm still processing the race and all the lessons/teachings that arose; they were many and, not to be dramatic, it was a life-changing experience for me so I'm still reflecting.
There you have it, no excuses, just where I am. I'm working from home on Friday and will have all the pics and report ready to roll for your reading enjoyment : -) There is a good chance I will have Project related stuff up over the next couple days as well. Until then, hop over to Project Grad Corbin's blog where he posted his thoughts on the Tecumseh Trail Marathon: http://corbinsworldoffun.blogspot.com/
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Thanks for the emails and text messages sent today and for all the support. I know some of you are anxious to hear how it went, so I'll see if I can get some pictures and a race report up tomorrow.
All I can say is that, for me, it was the single most challenging thing I've ever done. Which is exactly what I signed on for. I didn't finish anywhere near the time I was intending on, yet I did finish and that truly is all I wanted to accomplish. 7 freaking hours! Talk about a long day. I'm certain I would have come closer to my goal of 6 hours, yet I was dealing with a few minor physical challenges, and the great unknown of the route/course, and the unrelenting hills of the first 20 miles. I was near the breaking point a couple times, yet persevered to finish. No Excuses for being painfully slow, heck the winner finished in 3 hours 12 minutes! Project Grad, Corbin Baird finished in 5 hours 35 minutes (believe that's what he said) and had a really good run. I was just slow, but I really don't care and I'll explain why I don't care once I post my report.
Again, thanks for all the well-wishes, prayers, and intentions that you were sending my way.
Friday, December 5, 2008
I wanted to pass along a very heart-felt "Thank You" to all of you who have shared your well-wishes for tomorrows marathon. Looking at the countdown widgit on the blog, there are less than 23 hours until go-time.
Below are a few of the emails I have received this week, but before I get to that, I wanted to also ask that your thoughts and prayers be with a couple of friends from our little community. Johnny "Playa" Watts is running a marathon in South Carolina tomorrow. Though he did tell me the weather is supposed to be perfect and the course flat, so I'm a little envious and thinking I maybe signed on for the wrong race : -) Good luck John, I'll be thinking of you!
Project Graduate Corbin Baird is also running the Tecumseh Trail Marathon tomorrow. I know he has been doing his best to train around a hectic work/travel schedule, and he's as ready as ever for this run. This is Corbin's second attempt at Tecumseh, last year he injured his ankle around the mid-way point and had to call it quits before the finish. Good luck, Bro! I'm sure you will be waaaaaay ahead of me. Save me some of that homemade soup, will ya?
Chris, Just wanted to send best wishes today to you as you get yourself in the zone for tomorrow. You are now, and always will be, a winner, Just be safe and make good decisions as you are running the course. Listen to your body. Know that many of us will be thinking of you tomorrow and cheering you on as you are on the course. Play nice with the other runners. Pam
Here is a great suggestion from Project Graduate, Joyce Hertko. Pam made a similar suggestion to me for the October 1/2 marathon...
Kristen Armstrong (Lance Armstrong's former wife) started to run during her divorce as a way to help herself during that painful time. She wrote an article about her long training runs and first marathon. Kristen chose to pray for one person during each mile. She stayed focus on the run but also thought of others. I thought this was inspiring and wanted to share it with you. You have a lot of family members and friends who can help you through this run without physically being at the race. Maybe more importantly, through prayer, they will be with you spiritually. Good luck and no excuses!
Best of Luck on your adventure, Coach Chris! We'll be thinking of you and sending any chi we generate your way. john
Chris, before this week slips through my fingers, I wanted to wish you well for this Saturday's trail run. What an amazing challenge you have taken on - distance, the outdoor elements, terrain, age (I'm older than you, so I can note this), etc. Your hard work towards this goal is an inspiration to your fellow yogis. I am proud of you and am grateful every week when your presence leads me down a better path. Enjoy your moment of achieving "26"
ps - Mike and I went hiking in Eagle Creek Saturday morning - the adventures plant the seed
There you have it! With so many of you thinking of me, sending chi/energy and positive thoughts and prayers my way, how can it not be a perfect day? Regardless of how things go tomorrow, it doesn't matter. As in a yoga pose, as in life, all that matters is what I experience tomorrow, and how I respond to it. There are infinite ways and directions this event can go. I just have to find one Way which is most appropriate to what my spirit needs to experience tomorrow. That could mean doing better than I envision, that could mean suffering all day, and that could mean dropping out before the finish. I trust that I will experience exactly what I need to experience tomorrow; no attachment, no aversion...
Thank you all for your support, for hanging with me these past months of training and for all your prayers. I know I will feel all of you out on the trail with me. I will share the race experience with all of you as soon as I can.
p.s. -- depending on how things go tomorrow, I may have an announcement as to what my next "adventure" is going to be.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I also want to acknowledge and thank all the Project Graduates who were able to attend last night and show your support as well as share your experiences; it was invaluable and I owe you! Some of you wanted to be there, yet had other obligations, things coming up, or out of town; no worries. I know you were there in spirit and we could feel it.
Check out Project Graduate, Loretta Cooprider's blog today. Welcome back Loretta! And I mean that in more ways than one. http://lorettasbtwgblog.blogspot.com/
Finally, Pam "The Blam" Liston surprised me last night with a couple "prototypes" for our first items in the BTWG apparel line/merchandise. I felt like a kid at Christmas I was so surprised and excited. Great stuff, Pam. I love it! And so does Jody. More on this coming soon... (though everyone at the meeting got a sneak peek).
If you were not able to attend the meeting last night and you have questions, please let me know and I will be glad to address any questions or concerns you may have.
p.s. - looking at the widgits on my blog and it says only "2 Days" and "0" hours until the Tecumseh Trail Marathon. Holy Cow! And looking at the weather widgit it looks like Saturday's run is gonna be coooooold and there is a good chance for snow. Bring it! I'm ready for whatever Mother Nature has in store : -)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
When it comes to personal resistance, without consulting with you, there isn't much I can do to help, so please contact me and we can talk about your concerns or fears. If it's "time" related, let's talk about how we can re-arrange some things in your life to make room for the Project (by the way, if you don't have 30 minutes a day to be active, we REALLY need to talk!). If it's concerns about the $249 price tag, contact me, we can make arrangements. Let me make this loud and clear, I WOULD NEVER TURN A TRUE SEEKER AWAY DUE TO FINANCES. We can discuss payment options, or whatever it takes to make it work in your budget. Flat broke? Let's talk...
Not to get to sales-y, but when you look at the big picture, here is what we are talking about - $249 over 12 weeks is less than $3.00 per day. How many of us blow that much on coffee, sodas, snacks, etc. every day? Trust me, many participants actually save money due to the lifestyle changes they make!
As with the old saying, "where there is a will, there is a way", so it is with the Project. If you have a strong will to be in the next Project, and you can share this with me, you will be considered for participation.
Monday, December 1, 2008
In about an hour I'll be heading out for an hour long run. The weather widget on my blog says it's currently 30 degrees and feels like 18! Not to mention the 20mph westerly winds! I can't wait to get out there...
On to the email I just received:
I wanted to let you know that I finally bit the bullet and started my outside running program.
I started out on the morning of Turkey Day and have not looked back. So far, so good.
Mentally, I’m jacked up about it. The weather has not hindered my efforts. In fact, its kind of motivating me in a weird, warped sort of way. And physically, I have not had any trouble putting in 3+ miles at a time. I am VERY pleased that my cardio endurance had not disappeared since I stopped riding the Monon at lunch.
Anyway, I wanted to share and say thanks for the advise, suggestions and motivations.
Another step towards better health!
Way to go, Ron! Right there with ya...