Back in April, right before the start of my first 100k at the Free State Trail 100k, I was sitting on the ground tying my Luna Sandal Leadville’s, and a dude walks up to me and asks how they were working out for me. I replied I was pretty new to them, at least for trails, but they seemed to suffice and cover my gripes with other minimalist foot gear. As I continued the chat with this guy, his name being Joe Prusaitis, I found out is not only the race director of the Rocky Raccoon 100 and many others, but also a highly experienced ultra runner himself, running as crazy as the infamously difficult Badwater Ultramarathon. He was really nice, giving me pointers and what not. Flash forward to my decision to run a 100 miler, and meeting him that day guided me to this race. That and I FLUV the Beatles. Continue reading
It is one week until the race. The Rocky Raccoon 100, located in Huntsville, Texas. I sit here debating on if I should run anything more this weekend than my active job’s requirement, usually less than 4 miles, in 150 yard light sprints, aka valet. The last long run I did was on January 1st, which was 21 miles. Since then, there has been nothing. One week. Tomorrow I will likely run over 20, to a marathon class I am assistant teaching at Longview Community College. It sounds fun, so I’ll do it. If that is training then so be it. One week. Continue reading
The first thing one needs to know about Berlin, Germany, is that people drive like madmen. It’s cautious on the streets, but with thin lanes, tight turns, and pedestrians on bikes and walking everywhere, it seems like there should be accidents everywhere, but there aren’t. People will walk in the crosswalks and you will think that they are gonna get nailed by a car, but the cars always stop in time with no panic.