first comes the editorial, then comes the training, and the mental breakdowns

hello, for anybody interested in reading about my marathon training and any other rants that i may go on, hit up this blog and enjoy.



so i am a few weeks into a long build up to boston 2009. i was forced to take some time off while i shifted my life out west as well as i was nursing a nagging foot injury. the time off really allowed me to reflected on the passion that i feel for running and training for a purpose. i think that when i wasn't running my mood and outlook for the future was really affected in a negative way and perhaps that is something i have to work on as i get older and will need to rest more often. but as for now i will really on running to be my oxygen, my food source as i progress in life. lately i have been using the time on the road to contimplate my entire existence. my career path, my social life, or lack there or, and lots of family matters. i went through some tough stuff as i moved out west and that stuff still lingers and hitting the road really allows me to power through that. at times of lonliness i often think i should join a running group or something of that sort, but now i have realized that running is my solitude. its where i do my best work, wether that be training my muscles or sifting through my daily problems and also try to answer the life questions that have been plaguing me for years. i discovered a giant resource (a huge park with trails) near my house this past sunday and it really make me think about the future and the endless possibilities that are out there for us to take hold of. i realized that the end of something is really just where you stop. where you allow yourself to give in to the obstacles around you. maybe endings don't really existing, becuase the end of something is really just the beginning of something new. maybe we just need to try harder, push through, be strong and instead of using the end as a excuse to stop putting forth an effort, we rid ourselves of that word and start using positive replacements like transition. my life as an ontarioian (is that right) didn't end, it just transitioned into being a brithish columbian. anyways, that is the stuff that i think about while running...maybe it sounds better then because i am tired and delirious, the rolling hills here are kiiling me!!!



by the way, for all you who are waiting to kick my ass in boston, i am only at 50 miles for this week, but with big plans for the future. i have lost some fitness but i plan on giving my all there and hoping for a great result. like michael phelps i will keep my goals to myself and only say that i will bring a strong mind and hopefully a hardened body. until next time.



m.