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Little Fish, Big Pond

Little Fish, Big Pond

Little fish, big pond. That about sums up where I am with my racing right now. Nothing in my life has been as humbling as my racing results since moving away from Rochester. In western NY, I could expect to finish top 5 in nearly every race and certainly top 3 in my age-group even in the biggest races. At the most competitive races like the Lilac 10k or Bergen 5k which served as the USATF Niagara Championships I never finished worst than 4th in my age-group and that was running my second slowest 10k time of 36:14 at Lilac in 2010 30-39 age-group.

Since moving to New England I’ve been handed one ass whooping after another. And while I have lost a bit of time (OK more than just a bit) even if i was running my master’s PRs I’d still be looking up at the finishers on the podium at many races. For the past 2 years I’ve been using that as an excuse for not running my best, and not training as I should.

The New England USATF 5 Mile Championship (AKA Ribfest 5 Miler) was my wake-up call. I allowed myself to start 6 or 7 rows from the front. I tried to shuffle around people for the first half mile which I ran in 3:11. It was right then and there that I decided I had to get serious about my training and my racing. I may not be in peak shape anymore but I am not yet resigned to shuffling along in the middle of the pack. If I had merely started closer to the front and run the first half mile in 2:50 (a very reasonable 5:40 pace) I could have finished 3rd in the 40-49 age-group. My gun time/chip time difference of 7 seconds was double that of everyone that finished ahead of me. I’d convinced myself I didn’t deserve to start with the leaders, so I didn’t finished with them.

I managed to close the last mile in 5:32 feeling great on a very hot and humid day. I need to take that feeling with me into each workout and race. Maybe I’m not as fast as I was 2 years ago, but I’m not ready to be an also ran just yet. I’m stuck right in the middle of my age-group with no good excuse for poor performances. So as the other Dylan said…

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Ribfest Results here.

 

What makes education public?

What makes education public?

What follows is a post I made on the Plymouth State University internal site. It has marginal reference to running so I thought I’d include it here.

This starts with a brief story about running around the Plymouth State University campus, but ends with a larger point about the place of public institutions. Today I was taking a run during lunch, and like many of my runs around Plymouth during the last year, I made a loop around the perimeter of the athletic fields surrounding ALLWELL North and ALLWELL South. I was just finishing my loop when one of the soccer coaches waved me off the field and told me I wasn’t allowed there. My first inclination was just to finish up my run and get back to work, but I decided to turn back and ask him why I couldn’t run the perimeter of the field. I was told that the fields were private and they were closed to the public, that people come and damage the fields and do things like flip over goal posts. I decided to run into ALLWELL South and get some clarification form the Asst. Athletic Director. She affirmed what the soccer coach had said, and we were soon joined by the coach. I explained that while I understood the intent to keep the fields in good conditions, I didn’t think that my running around the field (not on the field of play) would cause any harm. A predicable slippery slope argument was made ending with a student tearing his ACL and missing his last year of play because people from the public messed up the fields, and the discussion ended we me explaining that while I didn’t agree with the rule, I would certainly abide by it.

But this isn’t really a post about me not being allowed to run around fields. There are plenty of places I can go for my lunch time run including the private Holderness School fields where I’ve been given permission by the athletic director to run. It is a post about what it means to be a public institution. All of you reading this are well aware that Plymouth State University is partially funded by the State of New Hampshire—taxes. What some of you I’m sure also know is that the State of New Hampshire is 50th (last) in the percent it contributes to the cost of public higher education. While many states cover 40% or more the cost of in state tuition, New Hampshire provides less than 10%. As we navigate a financially uncertain future at PSU we discuss many of the things we can do to reduce costs and raise revenues. Student retention and finding efficiencies are the two primary talking points I have heard in my year at PSU, but I have not heard any discussion about the state’s woeful contribution to our university (although I’m sure people are discussing it somewhere.) Having been born and raised in New York, a state that just committed to providing free college tuition for students whose families earn less than $100k a year (going up to $118k in a few years), I was stunned to find out the state I now live and work sees so little value in public higher education.

We have been talking a good deal about community partnerships, and changing the way our students interact with the public through cluster projects. Much of this focus has been on increasing career viability for our students, which is certainly an important goal. But I would like to suggest another goal, increasing the public’s awareness of the value PSU and all the USNH institutions provide to their communities. This means not seeing ourselves as other, or separate from the communities we exist in, but as an integral part of those communities. It isn’t just that we are providing an educated work force, but we are a center of community activity and our research champions the causes that matter to the tax payers of New Hampshire. We need to be inclusive of the public, we need to be inviting to them, and we need to share the amazing things our students do every day with them. I do not believe that the people of New Hampshire value the work we do less than the people of 49 other states; I do believe that we have not done all we could to make them feel we are in this with them. We cannot afford to put up walls to keep the public out, we need to throw open the doors and welcome them in.

Don’t Drink Light Beer

Don’t Drink Light Beer

You’ve seen the commercials I’m sure. Fit endurance athletes, grinding out tough bike rides, swims, and runs then cracking open a nice cold… Michelob Ultra. No. Sorry. That just isn’t what the runners I know do, and the reason why isn’t just taste (but still it is mostly taste.)

http://www.anheuser-busch.com/ Michelob Ultra Commercial

Let’s consider what these commercials are suggesting. A runner does a grueling race or workout burning 700 or more calories in the process (not to mention the 200-300 post workout calorie burn) and then in the spirit of healthiness drinks a Michelob Ultra, a 95 calorie beer. That’s right, after all that hard work, the runner is going to reach for a tasteless bottle of carbonated light yellow water with a bit of alcohol.

Maybe that seems to make sense at first blush, after all, runners are a skinny bunch. But lets consider the value of drinking an ultra light beer compared to a nice robust lager. The most popular light or ultra light beers like Michelob Ultra or Miller Lite have 95 calories per 12 oz bottle. Really great lagers like Eliot Ness from Great lakes Brewing or Brooklyn Lager from Brooklyn Brewery have 170-190 calories per bottle. So you can see right away, the light beer has way fewer calories than the real beer, almost half as many. But here is where it all goes wrong for the light beer. We are talking about a 95 calorie difference. When you factor in post workout calorie burn, that 95 calories equates to about 10 minutes of running. Who wouldn’t run another 10 minutes to avoid having to drink crappy beer? To put it another way, an hour long run is the calorie equivalent of 5 really good beers or 10 truly awful beers.

Who the hell wants to drink 10 really awful beers?

So here’s to not worry about the calories in your post run refreshment.

Josh, Mike, and Karyn after the Hartford Marathon enjoying some 171 calorie Harpoon Flannel Friday.