| Location: Mesa,AZ,USA Member Since: May 12, 2008 Gender: Male Goal Type: Other Running Accomplishments: I started running again in 2007 after 14 years of not running.
Mile - 4:59 (high school 1992), 5:57 (9/21/2010 ARR Open Mile)
2 mile - 11:10 (high school 1992)
5k - 21:54 (11/18/2010 Tempe Road Runners 5k)
10k - 48:29 (5/9/2009 Race for Hospice)
Unofficial 10k - 47:11 (1/27/2011 Red Mountain Park)
1/2 marathon - 1:49:00 (4/4/2009 Havasu Half)
Marathon - 4:33:09 (11/21/2009 Mesquite Marathon) Short-Term Running Goals: Run a half marathon in under two hours.
Run a marathon in close to 4 hours. Long-Term Running Goals: Stay healthy long enough to live through the millenium. Personal: I am married and have six kids.
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Bloggers I've met in real life: 1MileToGo, Aaron Kennard, Andrea North, Arizona Desert Monsoon, auntieem, Bec, Ben, Benjamin, Bonnie, Camille, Cari, Collin Anderson, David Holt, Doone, Eight Kid Mom, Erico, Flatlander, Gary, Jake Krong, JamesW, Jose, Josse, Julieesplin, Jun, Kelli, Kerri, KP, Kyle Dion, Lightitup, Little Bad Legs, Lybi, Marthon Dreamer, M, Mary Ann Schauerhamer, Misty, Nan, Peds Endo Doc, Rachelle, RAD, Rhett, Riley Cook, Rossy, runningafterbabies, Sasha, Scott Hughes, Scott (Kelli's husband), Scott Wesemann, Slow Joe, Spencer Simpson, Stephen, Steve Piccolo, Susie, The Rookie, Toby, Tracy, Twinkies, TylerS, Walter Favorite Blogs: |
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There was no way I wasn't going to get a run in today. But I was too
lazy this morning. I've been planning a luncheon with my old boss for a
couple of months ever since we saw each other at our friend's funeral.
My so called BFF Brad picked me up. We went to Red Robin. It was
great seeing the my coworkers again. Those were the good old days. Did
you know Red Robin has bottomless root beer floats? Well, I do. And
everyone kept daring me to get another one. I put down three along with
a Royal Red Robin Burger. After lunch I came home, applied for a
job, and played on the computer. Before I knew it, it was late. I
changed into my running clothes. I was waiting for my wife to come home
from her "special time." I could hear a cop helicopter over head. Now
I wondered if I would be able to run at all. My wife finally got home
at 11pm. I thought I would have time to run 4.6 miles. I didn't want to be out after midnight lest I turn into a pumpkin. I stepped outside, and the thermometer showed 90°. There was a bit of a breeze. Good thing I had a long sleeve shirt on. I started running west towards Lindsay. I wondered if I would suffer a massive heart attack based off my Royal lunch experience. It was quiet. Too quiet. Where were all the cop cars my wife had just seen? When would I get hit in the back by a baseball bat from an moving vehicle? Any minute now I'm sure. Come on Burt. Don't psyche yourself out. I was able to take my mind off my worries when I saw a tall guy out walking a big ol' bulldog. As I approached them I yelled out, "On your left." The gentleman moved to the side, but I don't think the dog spoke English. When I passed it, I completely spooked it. It took off in a straight line and was forced in a circle around the tall guy holding its leash. He just laughed. I thought it was funny, too and was feeling pretty good for spooking the mean dog. Then I heard the paw steps coming up fast behind me. Remember that time I said there was a bit of a breeze out? Well, it wasn't paw steps. It was leaves. Leaves being blown in the breeze. Now I wasn't feeling pretty good about myself and was back to waiting for the inevitable Thirstbuster to be thrown between my legs. So to distract myself, I started doing the math to figure out if I could really make it home before midnight. It seemed like it would be close. I decided to cut a half mile off by coming up 32nd Street. When I got to 32nd Street I looked at the time and said, "Let's go for it. Up yours 32nd Street!" I started to pick up the pace. However, I knew that I had some uphill to do, it was hot out, and I was in serious jeopardy of suffering a myocardial infarction. If I could just make it to Pueblo by 11:57pm, I might just make it. There would be no magic water fountain this time. I saw 11:55 on the clock and Pueblo was still a ways off. I picked it up a little more and got to Pueblo. 11:57. Okay, now I just have to hold an 8 min. pace. Go Burt! Do not cut through the park! You might slip on the grass, get knocked out, and the vagrant will have his way with you. Now I was really running. Garmin shows my best time through here was a 5:40 pace. I made it home at 11:59pm. Woo hoo! Still alive, no grapefruits to the chest, and virtue intact. What a day. Splits - 8:58, 8:47, 8:58, 8:36, 4:59 for 0.64
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