Help Me Run Faster Than I’ve Ever Run Before

February 15, 2012

I’ve written before about my issues with my weight. Well, it all came to a head last month when my blood work showed that I was technically diabetic. Yup, Type 2 diabetes. The fat man’s disease.  Granted, I had just barely crossed over the threshold of glucose levels to merit that diagnosis, but I had indeed crossed it.  My weight was up to 238 pounds, as much as I’ve every weighed.

Typically, I’ve just said, “Fuck it.” Sometimes I made a 3 month effort to drop 10 pounds or so.

This time, I just said, “Fuck.” And then I started to take action. Real action.  I’m eating a lot differently. I’m drinking a LOT less. And like the guys from LMFAO, “I work out.”  I see a personal trainer two days a week. I “run” three days a week.

And believe it or not, in only a month, this is working.

A year ago, I “ran” a half marathon. Well, I used a run/walk approach where I would run 4 minutes, walk 1 minute, run 3 minutes, walk 1 minute, run 2 minutes, walk 1 minute.  Repeat until I finished the 13.1 miles. I’m by no means a fast runner, and last year, I ran the thing in 2 hours and 42 minutes.  That’s a glacially slow pace of 12 minutes and 22 seconds per mile. And the thing is, I was really pleased with that result, as the run-walk approach made this much more doable.

I’ve signed up for the same half marathon, which is on March 18th.  This time around, I’m walking even more. I’m running 2 minutes and walking 1 minute — and repeating that to the end.  Last year, I walked 25% of the time. this year, I’m walking 33% of the time. And I’m going to CRUSH my time from last year.  How do I know this? Well, let me give you some data.

A year ago at this time, I did a 4.96 mile training run in 1 hour and 5 minutes.  Ugh, that was slow.  Today, I ran 5.02 miles in a little bit more than 52 minutes.  That’s a 10:28 pace, my friends.  I ran 8.3 miles on Sunday at an 11 minute pace. This is really surprising to me.  My simple goal, of course, is to finish the damn thing. The real goal, however, is to finish under 2 hours and 30 minutes. For some people, that’s laughably slow. But for me — all 227 pounds of me (yes, I’ve lost 11 pounds) — this would be great. The fact that I’m going this quickly while walking 1/3 of the time is astounding to me. The personal training is obviously helping. I’m so much stronger than I was just a month ago. I’m eating better. I don’t get the post-prandial crashes anymore. Frankly, I’m feeling damn good right now, and I want to feel even better. My best time ever for a half marathon was at my first, in 2007, when I weighed 212 pounds and trained like a mad man.  I ran it in 2 hours and 29 minutes. Oh, I was so fast then!  I want to beat that time.

Now I need your help.  I’m really doing all of this for myself and for my family. But I also want to raise some money for the local charity that is near and dear to my heart, the Lucy Daniels Center. The Center is participating in the Great Human Race, a 5K, on March 24. I’m not doing that race; I’m doing the half marathon the week before. But I’m running for this charity, which is the Triangle’s leading provider of mental health services to children. I’m the board chair of the Center, and I’ve seen the amazing things this organization does.

So please, click on this link and sponsor me. Make it two dollars a mile (that would be $26.20). Or even better, 10 ($131.00 for the mathematically challenged). Heck, get creative — just email me with a pledge of X dollars per minute that I finish under 2 hours and 30 minutes — now that’s an incentive (and don’t worry, if I am even 1 minute under that time, I’ll be ecstatic).  But please do something. If not for me, for the kids.

And I’ll keep pushing harder.

 

CLICK HERE TO MAKE A DONATION.

 


My Favorite Food Movie That’s Not About Food

February 14, 2012

My old college buddy, Scott Price, just wrote a great story for Vanity Fair about Barry Levinson’s movie, “Diner.” There were a handful of us at Chapel Hill, including Scott, who went to see Diner whenever we could — initially at the Carolina Theater, then at the Student Union. Although the title of the movie suggests that it is about food, it really has nothing to do with that. Yes, there are a number of food references (Earl eating the entire left side of the menu, including the fried chicken dinner; the ubiquitous french fries and gravy), and some important scenes take place in a diner, but the movie is about friends and growing up. And, as Price writes, “ Diner dissected the male animal’s squirrelly devotion to sports, movies, music, and gambling.”

Price’s article brought back some great memories. I can’t tell you how many times we’d recite lines from that movie, how we could relate to it. And the simple reason was because, in many ways, the characters were us. We were into sports and movies and music and food and girls like the guys in Diner. Fenwick and Boogie and Shrevie and Modell were guys struggling to find themselves; but throughout it all, they had each other.  We were just like them. Figuring things out. We had a lot of growing up to do, yet we weren’t thinking about that. We were concerned with the Tar Heels, Tim’s lost teeth, The Jam and XTC and U2, and the lousy food at Chase Hall. We created fictitious bands and wrote about them (Fat Girls Explode — yes, it’s distasteful, but we were not even 20 yet).

It’s now been 30 years, and I still think of those days. I don’t think I’ve talked to Scott (who goes by S.L.) Price in two decades. He’s actually a senior writer for Sports Illustrated, but when I saw that he wrote this piece, it took me back to those days in Ehringhaus Dorm. But it also reminded me of those old friends with whom I’ve lost contact. I exchange Christmas cards with Tim, who lives outside Chicago, but that’s the extent of our contact. Craig is in Charlotte, married to a high school friend of mine. Ethan and Joey and Dave and Jon Schmidt? I have no idea where they are.  But today, I’m thinking about them, because of a movie. Because of a story.

And now, I want some french fries with gravy.

 


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