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Bike Report… Here is a slightly more scripted version of my 2 day ride across Massachusetts.   I scheduled it as a 4-day adventure.  This is one of those things that you learn from doing long or hard or ultra-type events.  Give yourself some buffer time. I have always violated this rule.  Partly because my life has always been busy, or I have convinced myself that it was, and I had to rush to get to events and then rush back.  I have always tried to not be that guy who talks too much about this stuff at work.  I realized early on that this is my obsession, and the rest of the world may or may not give a shit.  I’ve been more than willing to talk about it in depth when asked, or in this purpose-built forum for that outlet, but I have always taken pains not to be THAT GUY in the office.  As a result, most of the people I’ve worked with know vaguely that I train all the time, but seldom have the gift of knowing exactly what or when I’m doing an event.  That vagueness allows work activity to crowd around the events and I find myself running a marathon in the morning and jumping on a plane in the afternoon.  I think it also fits that egoistic self-image I have had of being the indestructible man that can pop in and out of events that other people can’t even fathom.  Even my acts of humility are ego-centric! There are advantages to not buffering time around an event.  If you show up just in time for the event it doesn’t give you time to think too much about it.  You can get much more adventure in the day by not being prepared and not knowing the course, etc.  Just show up doesn’t fit many peoples’ brains but I enjoy the adventure of it.  If you jet off after the event you don’t have time to wallow in your misery. But the disadvantages of this cramming in events, especially big events, are manifold.  You can make mistakes that you could have avoided by being just a bit more prepared.  Like, for instance, not thinking about how the temperature drops below freezing in the mountains at night.  And, most regretfully, you don’t really get a chance to let it sink in.  Many of those races I’ve run are just blurry memories of a fast weekend spent somewhere doing something hard.  I’ve found that no matter how good shape you’re in, a multi-day event will mess with your thinking ability.  It’s best to take a day off after because you’re going to be useless anyhow. For this ride, I took 4 days off to ride around 250 miles in 2 days.  I enlisted my wife to crew for me.  I suppose this is one of the advantages of having a long-term relationship.  You can just casually drop something like this… “Hey, take Friday and Monday off we’re going out to Western Mass and you’re going to follow me while I ride across the state for 2 days.” And that doesn’t end the relationship.  … Day one was Friday.  We got up and I took Ollie down to the local kennel when it opened at 9AM.  This was Ollie’s first time being kenneled – so it was a bit like first day of school for your kids.  I had a pang of sadness driving back to the house in my truck with the passenger seat empty.  I had done my best to make sure all my stuff was organized.  We drove out a pretty section of Rte 2 west into the Berkshires and the Mohawk Trail.  Western Mass is a pretty place.  All hills and farms and little; towns. Those same little towns that you’ll find in Vermont or New Hampshire.  A bit of a tourist trap but really pretty without being entirely off the map. We took the new truck with my bike in the back. I prepped my bike earlier in the week.  I washed it and cleaned the chain and derailleurs as best I could.  It’s a messy and dirty job.  It requires using a degreaser and a toothbrush.  Kids, this degreaser chemical is very dangerous.  Remember to wear rubber gloves and safety glasses when you’re cleaning your bike chain.  Once you get it all sparkly clean then you can rub a little bike grease back into the chain and sprocket.  This really helps the efficiency of the drivetrain and keeps the shifting action clean.  You can ride on a dirty chain, but it will slow you down and eventually something will break. I wore my old Northface water backpack.  I think it holds more than a liter.  It has enough room to carry my tools and food and whatever else I need comfortably.  That old pack is like a second skin for me.  I’ve worn it in many, many ultras.  For tools I carry a small pump and a multitool.  In my underseat pack I carry an extra tube, levers and a patch kit.  I had one bike bottle in the cage on the bike for just water.  I actually found this bike bottle by the side of the road after the local triathlon.  It was perfectly new from one of the local bike shops.  You may think I’m crazy, and you’d be correct, but I washed it out and it’s fine.  I prepped up enough 24 oz water bottles with Ucan for the ride and put those in a cooler with ice.  I made some protein smoothies too, for emergency meals, extra fuel if needed and recovery.  Smoothies are a good source of clean calories.  The 24 oz bottles of Ucan mix I stuck in the back of my bike shirt on both sides for the ride.  This provides clean fuel with some electrolytes. This sounds like a lot of stuff, but it was all the result of what I had learned in my training over the summer.  I knew I could get 4+ hours of hard work in the heat with that set up.  A liter or so of clean water in the pack.  A full bottle of water in the cage and 2 X 24oz bottles of fuel mix in my shirt.  That may sound uncomfortable to carry, but it really isn’t bad on a bike.  You’ve got the mechanical advantage and can carry a lot of stuff comfortably.  I stopped at a grocery on the way out and bought a handful of Cliff bars and other packaged edibles.  I also had my favorite pitted dates in a baggy.  All this fuel went into the back pack.  Then there was the electronics. I decided to use Google Maps with the bike route option selected.  This meant I would have to have my phone with me, and it would have to stay charged.  This is a challenge because having the maps open for navigation all day long drains your phone battery very fast.  Especially when you’re riding through the mountains in the middle of nowhere.  Yes, it also uses a ton of data.  If you don’t have an unlimited plan, don’t do this at home kids.  Where to put the phone?  While I was training, I started out putting the phone in a plastic bag in my backpack. But that is a pain in the ass because you have to stop and get it out of the pack to use it.  So I bought a fairly inexpensive handlebar mount for it.  It’s basically a stretchy rubber cage that I attached right in the center of the handlebar.  In this set up the phone is inches from my face and easy to access. If it rains you can put the phone in a plastic bag before you put it into the holder.  That plastic bag makes it harder to use the touch screen, but for my ride both day were sunny, so I mounted it au naturel. Next question was how to keep power in the battery.  This worked out way better than I expected.  I bought a pair of those charging bricks from the internet.  I didn’t know how long they would last.  I had a plan to swap the charge brick out for a fresh one if needed in the middle of the ride.  I put one in the under-seat pack with the cable running along the frame tube up to the phone.  At first, I thought I’d have to zip tie the phone cable in place, but I was able to snake the cable around the top tube in such a way that it was attached to the phone and the battery pack with no slack.  That worked great.  I didn’t know if this pack would give me 30 minutes of juice or 30 hours of juice.  That’s why I got two.  I figured I could hot swap them out when I met Yvonne during the ride.  But as it turns out I had nothing to fear.  Even burning all that data with the GPS and radio on the whole time the charge pack kept the phone at 100%.  To cap this all off I had my Mifo ear pods.  These are little, wireless ear pods, that I trained all summer in.  They fit snuggly in the ear and had both the stereo headphones and a microphone for talking. It was a great set up. I listened to podcasts and audio books all day.  I had my phone right in front of me so I could even skip commercials!  I could also make and receive phone calls without even slowing down.  And the Google maps lady was instructing me with turn-by-turn voice commands the whole time, so I wouldn’t get lost.  It was awesome! Besides that, I wore normal bike Chamois shorts with underarmour sport undergarments.  I lathered up all the risky bits and my under carriage with Squirrel’s Nut Butter.  I had this left over from my last ultra.  It works great as an under-carriage lube.  I also wore a knee sleeve on my left knee, which is the one that was giving me trouble.  I wore my Garmin 235 watch but did not use the chest strap.  I don’t really need to know my heart rate with that much precision when I’m riding.  It never gets anywhere near max.  That was my set up.  Was I nervous?  No, not at all.  I was confident I could do it.  It wasn’t that much of a stretch.  I was happy to be off on an adventure.  To be spending some time out of my home office with my wife.  Friday we got out to North Adams in the afternoon after a casual drive on a nice day.  We had a nice lunch.  We drove around North Adams, Williamstown and Williams college.  We had an early dinner and I set the alarm for 5:00 AM. … Saturday morning I got up with the alarm and made a cup of coffee.  The sun wasn’t going to come up until closer to 6:00.  Making room-coffee in the dark I mistakenly had a cup of decaf before I realized my mistake.  I loaded up all my stuff and woke my wife up to drive me to the starting point.  … I’ll cover the ride itself in a subsequent episode.  … Continuing with my bike report.  Let’s pick it up at Day 1 of the ride. This is the one part of the ride that I had done some actual research on.  My original plan had been to find the marker for where Massachusetts, New York and Vermont touch in the western corner of Massachusetts.  But, on Googling the map I saw that the point was actually back in the woods a good distance with no real road access.  And it looked like the access trail was on the Vermont side which added significant miles to the trip. Given that I was riding my mountain bike I could probably find a way to make that work; but consulting the map again it would make the trip very long.   It would add some unknown trail miles right out of the gate and I didn’t really think I’d have the time to go up and plot the route. To avoid that little bit of drama and the extra miles, I looked around the map to see what the closest town was to that point.  I discovered that Williamstown was right there in the upper corner and had a hotel I could use points at.  So, I booked that.  This was probably about a month out.  Then I started looking at potential bike routes.  I did this by using the bicycle option on Google maps.  It’s a swell tool, Google maps.  If you choose the bicycle option it will keep you off the highways and find any available rail trails.  The first pass route, starting from the hotel was 256 miles, which seemed doable in 2 days.  Unfortunately Gooogle Maps also provides the elevation profile.  You have to understand that Massachusetts is relatively flat state.  We’ve got rolling hills.  Lots of rolling hills.  But we don’t have any mountains.  Any real mountains.  As it turns out our tallest mountain is mount Greylock.  Mount Greylock is only 3489 feet tall.  As it also turns out Mount Greylock is in Adams Massachusetts.  Adams, as it turns out is just to the east of Williamstown.  I had, in my hubris created a route that had me climbing the highest point in the state first thing in the morning on the first day.  I have not doubt I could do it, but it caused some consideration.  I decided that it might be a good idea to start on the top of the mountain ridge.  Which, in fact would shave about 20 miles off the ride.  That seemed like a reasonable thing to do.  My race, my rules – as McGillvray always says. I really wanted to get out and drive some of the route, but did not really have the bandwidth.  An opportunity arose, like they sometimes do, when my running Buddy Frank suggested we go for a motorcycle ride one Friday afternoon a couple weeks before my scheduled ride.  I took him up on it.  On a brilliant August afternoon we rode the length of Route 2 out to North Adams and Williamstown.  I checked out the hotel.  We did a bit of poking around the towns.  My plan was to ride as much of the bike route as possible on the way back home.  Frank had to bail but I was able to trace the route up out of Adams on an old 2-lane highway, 8A. I knew that where 8A met 116 would be about the peak elevation and I rode to that point on my motore cycle. Let me tell you it was not an encouraging route.  It was a few thousand feet of steady climb, some of it quite steep, on roads with no shoulder.  Bad roads too,  beat to crap roads.  And in places the Google route actually routed me through some old hilltop farms on a dirt road, which was quite scenic and everything but not good for making time on a bicycle.  That reconnoiter of the climb up and out of Adams over the steepest, highest ridge in the state sealed the deal for me.  I made a mental note to have my wife drop me off at the high point. I mean it wasn’t that I thought I couldn’t do it, it just seemed unnecessary to the project.  If that climb had been in the middle of the ride, or even at the end, I would have been more optimistic about it. But given I was planning on a century a day, I didn’t want to burn all my matches in the first hour.  … Going into the ride I had trained over the summer.  Basically 3-4 rides week with one of those being along ride on the Saturday.  I managed to get my long ride up to somewhere around 70-something miles.  I also got some good data on nutrition and fluid consumption, especially in the heat of the summer.  A couple of those long rides were really hot days  This is how I figured out that I could carry enough to get through 4-5 hours on a hot day before I needed a pit stop.  On a cool day I could ride all day on the same water and fuel.  Back to the route.  Since I was shanghaiing my wife into this adventure I thought I should at least consider making things palatable.  Looking at the possible routes and where we would end up at the end of the first day I realized that it was close to Foxboro, which of course is the home of the New England Patriots, who my wife loves.  And the Hotel at Patriot’s Place, it turned out, was another I could use points at.  Now it was coming together.  Looking at the revised route, with the new start point and the planned end point, that gave me about 120ish miles for Day 1.  That seemed reasonable.  Next I had to figure out how long that would take me.  Since I was riding my mountain bike I wouldn’t be able to go as fast.  I knew form my training I was averaging around 15 miles an hour.   Doing the math on that would give me a 8 hour day.  But, in training, I knew the routes and was pushing pretty hard.  I didn’t want to push that hard on the ride, because I had a long way to go and didn’t want to burn out.  If 15 was the top end guesstimate, what was the worst case?  I figured if I really got in trouble and slowed way down, I’d still be able to manage 10 miles an hour.  That would give me a 12 ish hour day.  Which was still within the daylight hours.  I definitely didn’t want to be out on the roads exhausted in the dark.  I wasn’t as concerned about the second day.  I knew that part of the ride was pretty flat and when I got onto Cape Cod I would know where I was.  I would be in familiar territory.  … On the morning I got all my stuff packed up and ready and loaded into the truck.  She wasn’t super happy about being woken up at the crack of dawn from her comfy hotel bed to drive me to the drop off.  She got exceedingly less happy as we wound through the old farm roads and up the mountain.  Finally as she dropped me off I was bubbling with excitement.  I was nervous and happy and ready to roll. She was in a foul mood.  From her point of view, I had just driven her into the middle of nowhere and abandoned her.  I had to stop her and give her a speech.  Something like “Listen, your role here is to support me, not to bitch at me.”  Which seemed to bring her around. And I was off… It was cool, in the 60’s and after 6:00 AM when I finally launched.  The first sections flew by.  Literally.  Because I had started on the top of the ridge there were these long downhills where I was probably holding 30 miles per hour for miles at a time without touching the pedals.  Of course what goes up must eventually come down and there were some good size climbs as well.  For those climbs I took it easy, stayed in the seat and used my gears to conserve energy.  My strategy on this first day was to not do anything stupid.  I had looked at the maps and tried to find some really obvious places for my wife to meet me.  I settled on a grocery store in North Hampton that was about 25 miles in and then another grocery store in Worcester about 77 miles in.  That would give me 3-4 hours of riding before each pit stop.  I wrote all the stop addresses and approximate distances and times out for her – which if you know me, is probably the most organized I’ve ever been for an event.  I usually just wing it. That first 25 miles was wonderful.  Lots of downhill, some interesting back roads.  The traffic was light.  I took it easy and enjoyed myself.  Pulling over when I needed to, pull over and staying hydrated.  The ear buds and the phone worked like a champ.  The phone stayed fully charged and the nice lady from Google was reading turn by turn directions into my ears.  I had my phone right in front of me on the handlebars and could sort through podcasts and fast forward when I needed to skip commercials.  This is where my first logistical mistake got me.  With my wife needing to go back to the hotel to check out, she couldn’t catch me for the first stop.  I had just assumed that with me being out on the road for 8-12 hours she would be able to leisurely follow along and take side trips as she wanted and still have plenty of time to catch me.  But this first morning with here having to go back to the hotel and me flying down the hills there was no way she was going to make that 25 mile stop.  It was ok.  I had her on the phone through the earbuds, so we weren’t lost or panicking, I was just going to need to push through.  I had my wallet and my phone with me, so I probably wasn’t going to die. At the same time as this stop got aborted another wonderful thing happened.  I found the Norwottuck Rail trail that runs 11 miles from North Hampton through Amherst on a beautifully maintained trail.  Amherst is where the University of Massachusetts is.  The trail has a nice bridge over the Connecticut River.  It was a joy to be spinning along on a rail trail.  They even had porta-potties.  I stopped and ate some food and enjoyed myself immensely in this section.  It was now mid-morning.  And it was starting to heat up.  The next section through the hills towards Worcester was challenging.  Lots of construction.  Lots of hills.  More traffic and bigger roads without much tree cover.  The day peaked out around 95 degrees and sunny.  It was hot.  As I was grinding the hills in the heat I realized I wasn’t going to have enough fluids to make it to the next stop.  I was losing too much sweat in the baking heat.  My energy was good but I was getting dehydrated.  With another 40-50 miles to ride and another long day coming I uncharacteristically pulled over to a gas-station convenience store.  I bought a liter of water and a Gatorade.  They were ice cold.  I drank all the Gatorade right there and it was mana from heaven.  My feet were falling asleep from all the climbing.  I was soaked with sweat.  My butt was sore.  Back on the bike feeling hot and tired and a little bit nauseous I cranked through the city hills to where my wife was waiting in the parking lot of a big grocery store.  I drank some more water, filled up my fluids and swapped out two more bottles of UCann.  I was beat.  I took my shoes off and let my feet air out a bit.  It was a welcome respite.  Knowing the evils of spending too much time in the aid station I bid her adieu and mounted back up for the final push of the day.  But, I did feel a bit refreshed.  The last chunk was a bit of a grind.  I had another 40-something miles to push.  At least the sun was starting to go down, but I was worn out.  Two things happened that made the day longer.  The first one was I lost one of my earbuds.  I was screaming down a hill and felt it coming loose.  I tried to grab it with one hand.  I thought I had caught it and trapped it in my shirt.  But I couldn’t brake with one hand .  By the time I was able to slow down and stop it was gone.  I dis a desultory search along the length of the shoulder of the road on the hill, but it was gone.  It wasn’t a total loss.  I still had the left one and could still here the navigation and everything else.  It actually was kind of nice because with only one I could hear the noises around me better.  The second thing was a detour.  I was watching the map click down.  I knew I was under 20 miles form my destination.  All of a sudden the road was blocked!  There was a detour.  And as I followed the detour, of course the map was screaming at me.  So I had to stop and zoom in and out and see how to backtrack around the detour to get back on route.  It ended up adding 6+ miles to the day.  Which doesn’t sound like a lot, but it happened right towards the end for maximum emotional impact! Finally, as I was turning into the back parking lot of Patriot’s Place in Foxboro, I heard a noise.  That noise was the loud leaking of a punctured rear tire.  That’s right.  Less than a mile away from the hotel I picked up something in the back tire.  I road it until it went flat and called my wife.  And I called it a day. I was tired, sore and hot.  There was no way I was going to change a flat tire by the side of the road for the priviledge of riding ½ mile to the hotel.  I stopped the Garmin at 127.78 miles, 10:03 total time for an average speed of 12.7 Miles per hour. Yvonne came and rescued me.  We took some pictures.  I cleaned up.  We went out for dinner in Patriots place – Pizza and beer.  I slept well, wondering what it would be like to get back on the bikein the morning for another full day of riding. Outro…  So that’s where I’ll leave it.  I’ll pick up on Day 2 in the next episode.  To take you out I’ll give you an update on where I’m at.  Right now I’m freezing. It got cold today.  It’s the first day of autumn here in New England.  I’m a cold weather guy, but it takes a few weeks for your body to adapt.  And it’s dark when I get up in the morning.  Winter is coming! Fitness-wise I still tread the crooked path.  I started a body-building campaign 3 weeks ago, on the first of September.  It was going great.  Really was.  I felt strong.  My balance felt good.  My legs had some bounce in them.  I would recommend this beginner body building program. A question you might ask is what’s the difference between weightlifting and body building.  That’s a good question.  Both involve lifting weights.  Body building is lifting weight to shape the muscles.  Which I didn’t really get until I started doing this program.  Think about it like shading in a picture that makes a feature stand out.  Body building is weightlifting for muscle growth in specific places.  Which, on my old body, doesn’t’ make a hill ‘o beans of difference, but it’s kinda fun to see the muscles changing shape in a very short period of time due to this focus.  Kinda fun. But that fun came to an abrupt end last Friday when I was pulling a dumbbell off the rack at an odd angle and threw out my back.  I know you’re getting that schadenfreude felling, aren’t you?  You thinking, “I know that idiot was going to over-do it and hurt himself.” Yup.  I’m that idiot.  But in my defense I wasn’t actually doing a weightlifting exercise at the time, I was pulling the weights off the rack.  So at least a week off.  Couldn’t straighten up for a couple days.  Lots of pain.  A trip to the chiropractor, who by the way is on a first name basis with me.  What does it say about us that our doctors are always excited and happy to see us? Speaking of which my physical bloodwork didn’t turn up anything awful but…  But… They did add a note to tell me that my cholesterol doubled in the last year.  Not running + shitty diet = bad cholesterol.  I immediately went on a plant-based diet.  I needed to anyhow.  I was just too have and it’s not healthy. My plan is to restart my body building next week.  To take it back to day 1, because I was only 2 weeks in, and lower the weight, focus on the form.  At the same time the Dr. wants me back in 90 days to check that cholesterol.  I will eat plant-based until then and most-likely lose 15-20 pounds in the process. And next week, drum roll please, I meet with the knee Doctor.  Maybe he’ll have some new ideas.  I tell you what, this cool weather makes me want to head out into the woods on a run.  If all those things come together just right … I might end up being a mediocre old guy. I’ll take it.  As we say it’s all frosting on the cake at this point. The warranty has expired and there’s no expectations except opening your eyes and smiling in the morning.  Smile baby, And I’ll see you out there. … Day 3… Hello again friends.  Let’s wrap this race report up.  If you haven’t been following along, this is the third in a series of recaps for the 250 bike ride I did this summer across Massachusetts.  I budgeted 4 days for the trip with 2 days of riding bracketed by a day of buffer on both ends. This is Day 3 of the trip and Day 2 of the ride. As I recapped last time Day 1 of the ride from Savoy Mass to Patriots Place in Foxboro ended up being 127.7 miles based on my Garmin.  It was a challenging hot day through the back roads and hill towns of western Mass that took me just over 10 hours.  I did not stop my Garmin at any point, so that 10:15 includes all the breaks.  I have learned that whenever I stop my watch at a break I inevitably forget to turn it back on.  I hit a detour and had a flat at the end that slowed me down a bit as well.  After dinner on Saturday night I changed the tire and tube of the flat.  I had 2 extra brand new tires with me.  As I have recounted earlier, I was riding my Mountain Bike.  I bought some small block tires with a less aggressive tread.  These were not road tires, per se, but they were closer to road tires.  But by the time I got to this ride they had worn significantly from all the road training.  Especially the rear tire, where I picked up the flat.  I decided to swap out the whole tire and tube for new.  Partly because it was easier than monkeying around with the old stuff, partly because it was time.  I left the front old front tire on.  It was in better shape and I didn’t see a need to do the work in my tired state or to introduce more variables at that point. I cleaned up the bike a bit.  Put some more lube on the chain, got all my gear ready to go for the next morning, set the alarm and slept like a rock.  Both of the hotels we got for this trip were newer properties and really nice.  No problems at all.  Nobody gave me a hard time dragging my dirty, smelly self and my big bike through the hotel.  As a matter of fact, there was a wedding going on at the Patriots Place hotel and my wife saw Rick Hoyt. I did not go in and say ‘hi’ but apparently one of the Hoyt clan was having a wedding reception in the hotel. Day two I had about 120 miles on the plan.  My first pit-stop planned was at a Starbucks 40 miles in to meet Yvonne.  I had scheduled 3 stops into this day thinking that I might need them.  I’d need to get across southeastern Mass from Foxboro to the Cape Cod Canal.  I’d need to get over the Canal.  From there I would find my way over to the start of the Cape Cod Rail Trail that runs from Yarmouth all the way up to Wellfleet, where I’d meet my wife again and have just a short push up top Provincetown to the end.  When I got up in the morning it was cool and foggy.  I felt good.  Part of the unknown about this trip was how it would feel to get back on the bike on that second day.  Turns out it felt fine.  On this day Yvonne didn’t have to get up to drive me anywhere, I departed from the hotel and made my way out through the parking areas of Gillette Stadium to get back on route.  I had the same set up with my phone mounted on the center of the handlebars and wired into a battery pack under the seat.  I had my one remaining left ear pod in with the nice Google Maps lady giving me the turn by turns.  I had purchased an audio book for the ride called “Team of Rivals’ about Abraham Lincoln’s presidency and cabinet.  There I was peddling easy in the cool morning mist through the back roads of southeastern Mass learning all about Salmon Chase and Edward Stanton.  Fascinating stuff. The geography of southeastern Mass is different from the northern and western parts of the state.  It’s mostly flat and near the coast.  There are cranberry bogs and small cites.  I rode through Bridgewater in the early part of the day which is a, how shall we say, ‘working class’ part of the state.  I got yelled at for jumping a 4-way-stop.  And he was right.  We Massholes are very particular about some things, 4-way-stop rules being one of them.  There was a fair amount of road construction in this section where I had to deal with the sticky new road and the prepped, grated gravel.  Some of the back roads were a bit beat up.  My legs felt fine.  I was able to keep my nutrition going fine.  My butt and feet were okay.  All systems go.  Answering that question of ‘how would that second day feel?’  I felt fine.  I was also able to spend more time in the aero position which helped me relax. I met up with Yvonne at a Starbucks in Wareham.  She managed to get there ahead of me!  I fueled up and had her order me an iced coffee.  She came out with a hot coffee, which was fine, but I just got off the bike from riding 40 miles and really wanted an ice coffee.  After much waiting on the Starbucks brain-trust, I finally got my iced coffee, but I wanted to get going so I put it into one of my bike bottles which was an awesome treat as a rode the next few miles. As I got closer to the canal I was on some busy roads through Wareham and had to pay attention to not get run over by tourists.  The next big unknown for me was how I was going to navigate the canal.  Google maps seemed to think it was possible.  I would find out.  The Cape Cod Canal is a waterway that cuts straight across the base of the arm of Cape Cod from south to north.  It was created 100 years ago so that ships wouldn’t have to go all the way around Cape Cod the long way.  It is about 17 miles long running from Buzzards Bay in the south up to Cape Cod Bay in the north.  For the purpose of our narrative the canal cuts right across our route.  We have to get over it.  There are two big Army Corps of Engineer bridges over the canal.  The Bourne and the Sagamore.  These are old-style high bridges to allow ship traffic to go under them.  They are two narrow, highspeed lanes in each direction with a high sidewalk on one side.  They were not designed for bicycle traffic. Back to the story.  Again the Google Maps did a great job of finding rail trails for me to follow.  It popped me out on the southern end of the canal and onto the canal trail.  This was another one of those cool discoveries for me.  It turns out there is a beautifully maintained bike trail that runs the length of the canal on both sides.  This was about 50 miles into the second day, and it was late morning by the time I hit the canal trail.  It was a gorgeous, sunny day.  Lots of people and families were out on the trail.  It routed me up the west side of the canal under the Bourne Bridge and all the way up to the Sagamore, where, apparently I’d be making that crossing. I had to get across one busy road to circle around the back and up onto the raised sidewalk of the bridge.  This sidewalk is raised up above the road surface by a tall granite curb.  There is no railing. So you are a couple short feet away from the screaming metal hellscape of 4 narrow lanes of highspeed traffic.  The signs said to walk your bike.  I did not.  But I did stop at the apex of the bridge arch to take a video with the boats way down below in the peaceful canal.  One funny thing was that the sidewalk was covered with pennies and other coins.  As far as I could determine people were throwing coins out the window of their cars over the sidewalk and railing into the canal.  Like a big wishing well, I guess.  I think this custom goes back to the Romans paying tribute to the water gods.  The pennies that didn’t make it over the railing gathered up on the raised sidewalk.  I wonder if there’s a notice for boats in the canal to be wary of high-velocity coinfall? Once I got over the bridge it was a quick button-hook back down to the canal trail on the other side.  It was starting to get hot again, but the trial was beautiful, paved, wide, and of course porta-potties! Yay.   The next bit of road was the dicey-est part of this day’s ride.  After I got off the rail trail I had to navigate Rte. 6A which is an old, windy, narrow highway with no shoulder and a lot of disappearing shoulder that dropped off into sandy nothingness. I met Yvonne again at another coffee shop around 70 miles in and was in very good spirits.  The ride was going well.  I felt fine.  And I now knew everything there was to know about 19th century American politics. AND I was about to get on the Cape Cod Rail Trail which was home territory for me.  This 25 mile stretch of paved rail trail was where I had been training all summer.  Or at least on those weekends when I was down at my house in Harwich.  But, I had to get over to the rail trail in Yarmouth from the coffee shop on 6A where I met Yvonne.  This ended up being harder than I thought.  First I had to deal with 6A again and then I had to cut across the ‘Arm’ of the Cape from north-ish to south-ish to pick up the trail.  One thing most people don’t know about Cape Cod is that it is quite hilly in the interior.  Not hilly like Colorado or even like where I live but lots of pesky little rolling hills.  And finally it turns out Google Maps is confused about where the western trailhead for the trail is.  The maps routed me to the middle of nowhere with no trails in sight.  Luckily I knew generally where I was and was able to route to a landmark next to where I knew there was a trailhead in Dennis.  But, it wasted a lot of time and energy.  Once on the trail I was on easy street for a couple hours.  It was still a hot day but the trail has great cover and it’s easy going.  Which was good because I was into the 90’s mile-wise and was starting to feel the cumulative tiredness of riding for two days straight.  The next and last stop was at the Wellfleet trailhead at the north end of the trail.  This would put me about 100 miles in and just a short push up to P-town.  What happens here is that the rail trail ends and you have to get back on the roads to get the final bit up.  This was probably the low point of my ride, if there was a low ride.  I was pretty tired and looking forward to the end.  As I pulled in and met Yvonne she somehow was under the impression that this was were I was going to stop.  She got mad when I told her, no, I’m going up to P-town.  Not a great point in the journey to get in a fight with your crew.  She went off in a huff.  I climbed back on and cranked my tired legs up 6A again towards the end.  You can use back roads to kind-of zigzag around rte. 6A at this point but I was too tired to mess with it and mostly stuck to the big road.  Which sucked.  It was hilly and trafficky with no cover and my legs were trashed.  In this section I was battling a bit. Finally I got onto the access road that runs along the bay up into the town.  This was a pretty, flat section with the ocean on your left.   It’s funny how the big miles at the beginning of the ride seem to fly by but those last few seem to take forever.  It was here that I walked a hill.  What happened was, I was coming down a slight hill into an intersection with the intention of using my momentum to get up the other side, but a car cut me off and I had to come to a complete stop.  I couldn’t convince my trashed legs to grind up the other side, so I took a break and pushed the bike for a little bit.  Before long I was getting into Provincetown proper.  Now, one thing I had not thought about was how difficult it would be to get through the center of P-Town on a Sunday afternoon.  P-Town in August is a bit like Carnival.  It’s a 200 year old fishing village that has thousands of party-ers dumped into it.  Tiny roads filled with stop and go cars, tourists, scooters, it was Bedlam.  And here I am, fairly wobbly on my big mountain bike trying to navigate it all without crashing.  And then I was turning out onto Macmillan Pier.  I rode all the way out to the end and hit stop on the watch at 123.73 miles and 10:15 for an average pace of 12.1 MPH including all the stops.  My wife called me, which was good because I thought she may have abandoned the project and gone home.  In fairness to her it was a pretty big ask, and probably not the best use of her weekend. She wasn’t able to get into the downtown and was idling at a parking lot a few blocks away.  I got some bonus miles riding over to her.  We threw the bike in the back and took off back down the Cape to Harwich where our house is.  All-in-all I was pretty pleased with myself and the ride.  In terms of difficulty, it really wasn’t that hard, but it was the right adventure for me at this point in my journey.  We stopped at our house just long enough to shower and change and got back on the road.  Yvonne was sick of travel and wanted to get home.  I wouldn’t need that 4th buffer day after all. Turns out we got turned around trying to short cut across the suburbs back home, but we got there eventually.  And we slept in our own bed that night. The next day I felt fine.  No hangover at all from the riding.  I could have easily gotten back on the bike for another day.  I did have some saddle burn that took a week or so to heal up.  Overall, I find bike riding to be easy in the endurance sense.  My heart rate stays low, even in these long, hot, back-to-back rides.  It’s a good workout, but it’s never hard.  I never felt like I was at the edge.  Maybe that’s what I need at this point in my life?  Who knows.  So that’s it.  Two days, 250 miles.  127.7 in 10:03 on the first day and a slower 124.73 in 10:14 on the second day.  Found some new trails.  Had an adventure. … So what’s going with me?  Well, it’s taken much longer to get over throwing my back out than I would have liked.  I tried to restart the weightlifting last week but it was too soon, so I’m taking this week off as well. I’m feeling quite sad and broken around this latest setback.  Not being able to do something, anything to stay fit, makes me squirmy.  I suppose it’s another good lesson in resilience, but who among us takes their foul-tasting medicine well?  My company shut down travel for the rest of the year which means I’ve been trapped in my home office looking at the walls far too much.  I feel a bit like a recluse.  Without the daily run or the daily workout it makes the walls close in.  I guess it’s time for me to take up some new hobbies, like competitive lawn bowling or pickleball.  It’s all very confusing and transitional for me to be sliding into my 60th birthday on this dust ball not knowing what the future holds.  I had my follow up appointment with the knee Dr. and he was not very encouraging.  I’ve got an MRI tomorrow and then a follow up.  I really miss running on these cool fall days.  Ollie-Wollie the killer collie is doing fine.  We get out for our walk everyday.  He’s 3.5 now and getting much less crazy everyday.  I’ve got no races or projects on the calendar except the Mill Cities Relay in December.  I am planning on restarting the body building campaign as soon as my back lets me.  And, depending on what the MRI reveals maybe I can work some light running in over the winter.  … At this point I guess I have to tell a story.  My company requires us to use two volunteer days a year.  On the surface this is a great thing.  In reality it’s hard for me to find and plan something important to volunteer for during the work week.  I have friends that work at homeless shelters or habitat for humanity and all sorts of other charities, but for some reason I find it hard to coordinate with official charities.  Last year I used my two volunteer days doing trail maintenance in the local trails that I run.  Basically I hiked the trails, picked up trash and cut/moved deadfall.  I always discover that I have to use these days about this time of year when time is running out.  This year I decided to take a Friday off and pick up trash on the roads around my house.  I figured I could clean up those roads that I used to run every day.  It always bothers me to see the trash along our beautiful New England roads.  I don’t understand why people can’t just keep it in their cars until they get where they are going?   So, last Friday I took a volunteer day.  It was a bit harder than it should have been because my back was still really sore and I couldn’t bend over or lift very well, but a deals a deal.  I went to a section of road near my house which is part of a 5-mile route I’ve run 1,000 times.  It’s an old road.  In this section I targeted, it runs flat through a swampy area and there are no houses. With the dry weather this summer the water table is low, and thus more of the swampy parts are accessible.  I drove my truck over there and parked about midway in the section.  I took out a couple big black plastic trash-can liner bags and got to work. It felt a bit strange being by myself out walking and picking up trash on a Friday during the day.  I didn’t know if maybe someone would report my ‘strange behavior’ to the local authorities who would come and chase me off for not having the proper permits or something.  I began filling my bag with cans and bottles and bags and wrappers that I could get to.  It was maybe a ¼ mile stretch.  I stayed off the shoulder as much as I could to stay out of the road and away from cars.  There isn’t that much traffic here, but it’s an old road with narrow shoulders and I didn’t want to cause anyone to swerve.  When I got to the end of the road I crossed over and turned around to walk the other side.  A strange thing happened when I was midway down the other side.  A passing car slowed down and pulled over.  The driver rolled down his passenger window to talk to me.  “Here we go!” I thought to myself.  I’ve offended someone or something.  The guy leans over from his driver side and shouts out the window at me, very earnestly, “Thank you!  Thank you for what your doing!”  He was incredibly earnest.  Apparently somehow moved by me dragging a trash bag of beer cans down the road. He may have said some other praiseworthy things before driving off.  Frankly I had my (one) headphone in and was listening to a compelling science fiction story.  I really didn’t know how to respond.  I guess I probably smiled and nodded my head in acknowledgement.  I finished up that side of the road and completed the circuit back up the other side to my truck.  Collecting two bags of miscellaneous cast-off refuse.  When I sorted it out the next day, I found that the majority was recyclable.  I even got some money for returning the cans and bottles.   The lesson here is that you think that what you are doing is a small and, maybe, even a meaningless act in the grand scheme of things.  I wasn’t feeding the hungry or helping the homeless or solving world peace.  But, what I did on that day, that small action, apparently had a large impact on a fellow traveler.  I always use the metaphor of ripples in a pond.  Every act we take, no matter how small, crates ripples that spread out in ways unknown to us.  Make that act an act of kindness and it will spread kindness.  Make that act an act of helpfulness and it will propagate helpfulness.  Even small actions change the world. Thanks for staying with me on this bike narrative thing and I hope you enjoyed the narrative. With any luck I’ll see you out there. Chris,

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The RunRunLive 5.0 Podcast Episode 5-479 – Ride in the Truck with Ollie  (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/epi5479.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Chris’ other show à Intro: Hello my friends and welcome to episode 5-479 of the RunRunLive podcast. Still figuring out what to do for season 5 of the podcast, but this is an unscripted update from the truck with Ollie. And I’ll see you out there. MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Rachel -> Coach Jeff ->

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The RunRunLive 4.0 Podcast Episode 4-478 – Alan – Arrested for Running  (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/epi4478.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Chris’ other show à Intro: Hello my friends and welcome to episode 4 478 of the RunRunLive podcast. Hi folks, I wanted to give you an update on how my summer off is going. I’ve got a left-over interview that I’m going to share with you as well.  I’m still working on what version 5.0 of the show is going to be.  I have a lot to say still, but not much of it is about running! Last time I ‘ran’ was in April of this year.  I tried to do a run-walk training program based on the theory that if I took it super easy my knee might get better, and I could train into healing it.  That theory didn’t work.  I did manage a 20-mile run-walk at the peak of my training plan but my knee was really sore and was evidently going in the wrong direction.  So I dropped to the half at the Flying Pig, limped through it, had a great time and then shut the running down completely.  Since it is summer I can ride my bike, so that’s what I’ve been doing.  I’ll give you my current workout schedule today and the big event I’m training for.  Last time I lost this much time to injury was the Plantar Fasciitis episode in 2012.  I did come back from that eventually.  But this feels different.  Good or bad I’m turning 60 this year and one of my challenges is going to be finding a way to stay healthy, physical and active without trying so damn hard all the time.  I’ve always been this way.  I remember in high school I loved the training with the team, but hated racing.  Through out my marathon days I always loved the training.  I lived for the training.  The races were just the convenient stake in the ground.  The training is what kept me alive, and gave me something to focus on.  I think this is going to be at least part of the theme going forward – the how to stay engaged when you’re getting older and you’ve done it all.   In section one I’m going to talk about being a ‘good ender’.  In section two I’ll talk about some of the interesting things I’m doing on the bike. Hope you’re enjoying your summers – or if you’re in that other hemisphere – your winter. On with the show.   About Zero ZERO — The End of Prostate Cancer is the leading national nonprofit with the mission to end prostate cancer. ZERO advances research, improves the lives of men and families, and inspires action. Link to my ZERO page: (for Donations) … I’ll remind you that the RunRunLive podcast is ad free and listener supported.  What does that mean? It means you don’t have to listen to me trying to sound sincere about Stamps.com or Audible.. (although, fyi, my MarathonBQ book is on audible) We do have a membership option where you can become a member and as a special thank you, you will get access to member’s only audio. There are book reviews, odd philosophical thoughts, zombie stories and I curate old episodes for you to listen to.  I recently added that guy who cut off is foot so he could keep training and my first call with Geoff Galloway.   “Curated” means I add some introductory comments and edit them up a bit.  So anyhow – become a member so I can keep paying my bills.   … The RunRunLive podcast is Ad Free and listener supported.  … Section one – Cycling   Voices of reason – the conversation Alan MacDougall – Getting Arrested for Running alan macdougall Twitter = @cyberdyne Ironman Triathlete, Duathlete, Mac Geek, Beer Lover, New Haven Road Race Board Member http://rochpunk.blogspot.com/ https://www.facebook.com/ironpunk About me Gender         MALE Industry         Education Occupation   Director of Academic Computing Location        Branford, Connecticut, United States Introduction   Make this the day you want it to be. Interests        triathlon, running, english history, macintosh Favorite Movies       Underworld, Highlander Favorite Music         Nine Inch Nails, Evanescence, Snow Patrol, Nickleback, Godsmack, Coldplay Favorite Books        Vanity Fair, American Tragedy, Wuthering Heights You've successfully slain the dragon! How will you toast your marshmallows? Is Pretty Hate Machine the best album ever ? The sentence probably should have an exclamation point instead of a question mark...    Section two –Good Enders   Outro Ok my friends we have written our way to the end of episode 4-478 of the RunRunLive Podcast.   This, my friends is probably going to be the last in the 4.0 series of the RunRunLive Podcast. I’m taking some time off to re-tool the show.  Welcome to RunRunLive 5.0 I have also started re-designing the RunRunLive.com website.  It has been simplified it to make it more stable and easier to use. I’m have eliminated the membership option, so those of you still paying rent should have seen that stop. At some point I’ll move that to a different place.  It’s a major effort as that site is really old and needed some serious help. There are 1400+ posts out there including 500 or so podcast episodes.  I split the blog posts up into three categories. 1) anything that has to do with endurance sports I’ve categorized as ‘endurance’.  2) Anything that has to do with business or other inspirational or educational type posts are going to be under the ‘inspiration’ category.  Either way if you are looking for something specific on a person or topic you can search.  For example, if you want to see one of the dozen or so articles I wrote on running form you can search on ‘Form’.  It’s a work in progress, so if you find errors, let me know and I’ll try to fix.   Why do we spend so much time focused on our failings and flaws?  My mind is always spinning around problems that I have to fix.  Puzzles that I have to solve. And…All those things I have gotten wrong. All those things I have done poorly. All those things that aren’t exactly perfect about me and my life. Why? What is this thinking?  Some call it the “ruminating mind”.  Our brains spend so much time and energy worrying about mistakes of the past we have no room for creating the future.  We squeeze out the space for living, and more importantly, enjoying life. The truth is that if we are not making mistakes, we aren’t living our best life.  Mistakes are found at the edge.  The edge of our experience.  The scary place where we don’t have all the answers.  Consider this:  Mistakes, failures and shortcomings are evidence of abundance.  They are evidence that we go out into the world and strive. Strive to do better.  Strive to make a difference.  Strive to be better. When you think of your mistakes instead of ruminating about them consider them your works of art. Revere them as proof of your life and humanity.  Keep them with you as special children and inspiration. The Japanese have the art of Kinsugi.  When cup or vase is broken they fill the cracks with gold so that the flaws become part of the art, part of what is different and special.  Those golden veins highlight and praise the cracks. Learn to celebrate your mistakes as creative gifts.  Live in harmony with the flaws and pave the future with gold.   And I’ll see you out there. MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Rachel -> Coach Jeff ->

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jzIrkPZauZpTNaU59OD5 Intro: Hello my friends and welcome to episode 4 478 of the RunRunLive podcast. You may have noticed that I missed a few weeks in a row here.  It was a combination of things.  Life getting in the way, of course, like it always does, but also, I’m burnt out on the podcast.  But – the bottom line is that it isn’t serving me anymore.  And if it’s not serving me, then it’s not serving you.  And I’m a nice guy.  Nice guys are notoriously bad enders.  They don’t want to offend anyone.  Time for me to step up and be a good ender.  So it’s time to switch things up.  This version of RunRunLive is actually version 4.0.  Version 1.0 was the initial 60-70 shows.  I was trying to learn the technology, and it was the emergence of podcasting.  The audio was bad, but I tried a lot of funny stuff.  It was like we were all a bunch of kids with a new toy. I was also amazed at the people that actually agreed to talk to me.  Then my first website crashed and I had to rebuild.  Version 2.0 of the podcast was much more professional, with better guests and was a time of discovery for me.  And we cleaned up the audio.  Version 3.0 was when I hit my stride and it was a heady time.  That period of my life where I was briefly internet famous for running.  Version 4.0 came about when I tried to stop and couldn’t.  So I changed up the format and started up again.  It’s time for us to move into RunRunLive version 5.0. As with every upgrade there will be bugs, but it is time for a change.  Over the last year, and I’m sure you noticed this, it’s become harder and harder for me to get the shows out.  Why?  Do I have less time?  No, it’s not about time.  It’s about passion.  It’s about having something to say.  When I can’t bring myself to write and record a show then there is something missing, something wrong.  It is not serving me the way it used to.  And if it’s not serving me, it’s not serving you.  I get it that you may be of a different opinion.  I’m grateful for those of you who say nice and encouraging things.  But it’s not you, it’s me.  I know some people model me as an example of sorts, but that’s the avatar I project, which is a bit me, but not the whole me. This, my friends is going to be the last in the 4.0 series of the RunRunLive Podcast. I’m taking some time off to re-tool the show.  Welcome to RunRunLive 5.0 It’s also a new season in my life. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to run again, or at least train again, like I used to.  But that doesn’t mean I don’t have adventures ahead.  I’m planning two new adventures as we speak.  First I’m planning to ride my mountain bike on the roads across the state of Massachusetts in August.  I already got my coach signed up and I’m already training.  So expect me to not be able to shut up about that. Second, I’m going to shift bases for the summer.  I’m moving my traveling circus down to Cape Cod for this summer.  I believe physical change is the catalyst for mental change.  It’s a bit of the bourgeoisie version of the cabin on Walden Pond, I guess.  I’d like to share these adventures with you.  So – practically what does that mean?  What is on our project plan?  How can you help? First, I’ll keep the podcast feed and files int the same places – so you won’t lose any of that. Second, I’ll drop ad hoc content as I create it, but it won’t be a structured show until I come up with the 5.0 cadence. Third, I’m re-designing the RunRunLive.com website.  I’m going to simplify it to make it more stable and easier to use. I’m going to eliminate the membership option, so those of you still paying rent will see that stop. At some point I’ll move that to a different place.  It’s a major effort as that site is 14 years old and needs some serious help – any wordpress programmers out there be ready, I’m contracting a starving artist to do the redesign but I’m sure I’ll need emergency help at some point. Fourth, I’m going to create a new format going forward that serves this stage of our journey better.  Please send me suggestions on what you think that should be. That’s the plan folks.  You should be proud of me for tackling something as difficult and personal as this new project.  Let’s create something that serves all of us. And I am eternally grateful for your support and the times we’ve spent together. On with the show

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The RunRunLive 4.0 Podcast Episode 4-477 – The Apocalypse – Nick Sansbury Smith  (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/epi4477.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Chris’ other show à Intro: Hello my friends and welcome to episode 4 477 of the RunRunLive podcast. Here we are a week after the 126th Boston Marathon.  I have no entertaining race report for you.  I didn’t run.  But somehow the race managed to pull itself up and run without me.  In section one I’m going to talk about this year’s Boston Marathon.  In section two I’m going to talk about how to understand and leverage the fear of loss to achieve your goals. And in today’s interview I speak with triathlete and Indy author Nick Sansbury Smith.  It’s a great chat.  I wanted to ask Nick how he manages to be a successful independent author and still manage to stay healthy.  Turns out he works his ass off.  I’m going to keep interviewing people until I find that one who spends 3 hours a day working and is highly successful.  I know they’re out there! I’ve been working myself.  I think that’s the real secret.  To realize you’re going to get up a work everyday until you can’t anymore, but to figure out how to get something out of it – so you’re working on your own terms.  Spring is springing up around here.  Trees are starting to bust out.  My cherry tree and my forsythia bushes are flowering.  My blueberry bushes and raspberries are starting to bud up as well. My chives wintered over from last year.  As a matter of fact the chives have escaped into the woods and gone feral.  They’re out there competing with the poison ivy for world-forest-dominance.  I’m feeling pretty healthy.  I’m back on a clean eating routine.  I am walking Ollie a mile a day in the trails and I’ve got a pretty good fitness routine going that I’ll talk about in the outro.  One advantage of not running a marathon last weekend is that I can start working on my yard without fear of ruining my race!  This weekend I think I’ll turn over the gardens if the weather stays nice.  I’m contemplating spending some, if not all of the summer down on Cape Cod in my other house.  Now that I’ve chased the racoon out.  So I told my wife that she can use my garden beds to plant her cut flowers.  It’s good to give the vegetables a rest every few years.   I do have a fresh crop of hybrid tomatoes for this year.  I got a good germination rate.  14 out of 15 seeds are going strong under the grow lights.  It’s a beautiful thing.  How are you doing?  It looks like the pandemic is winding down.  More like people just stopped worrying about it.  But, did it help you think about your priorities?  Maybe be kinder to yourself?  I wanted to talk with Nick because he is a very successful independent author.  And that’s not easy.  The new world of publishing is a double edge sword.  The internet removed the old gate keepers so now anyone who wants to be a published author can do it.  No one has to give you permission.  The other side of that cutting edge is that this creates a vast, noisy soup of mediocrity the is hard to stand out in.  They freed the authors’ voices and simultaneously commoditized them. And this is true of all artists in this new frame of reference.  Artists are free to create.  They are free and enabled to release their creations out into the world.  From the garage bands to dancers, everyone can take their shot.  But it’s still work.  Especially if you define success as commercial success, which you don’t have to, but if you do, it’s now on you to create that success and differentiate from the throng.  Now we have turned our starving artists into hustlers.  Like I said, It’s a double edged sword.  And you might say that this artistic Darwinism is good for everyone, the cram floats to the top.  And this is true.  But the vast middle stays stuck.  So in many ways nothing has changed.  The gate keepers are gone but the algorithms are still deciding.  I think at the end of the day you need to work in your art because you are compelled to do it.  It’s answering the sirens’ song – a longing within you that you don’t have a choice over.  The art completes you.  The art compels you.  And in this sense there are fewer frustrated artists stuck in back offices and laundry rooms wishing their lives away.  I think it’s a good thing.  I’d say it’s democratic, like the original internet evangelists used to, but I think i’'s more chaotic and less deterministic, which suits me. Anyhow, your assignment for the week is to go buy something from a struggling artist.  And leave a nice review.  Karma is a river and you need to inflate your raft and take it over the falls every once in awhiole. On with the show.   About Zero ZERO — The End of Prostate Cancer is the leading national nonprofit with the mission to end prostate cancer. ZERO advances research, improves the lives of men and families, and inspires action. Link to my ZERO page: (for Donations) … I’ll remind you that the RunRunLive podcast is ad free and listener supported.  What does that mean? It means you don’t have to listen to me trying to sound sincere about Stamps.com or Audible.. (although, fyi, my MarathonBQ book is on audible) We do have a membership option where you can become a member and as a special thank you, you will get access to member’s only audio. There are book reviews, odd philosophical thoughts, zombie stories and I curate old episodes for you to listen to.  I recently added that guy who cut off is foot so he could keep training and my first call with Geoff Galloway.   “Curated” means I add some introductory comments and edit them up a bit.  So anyhow – become a member so I can keep paying my bills.   … The RunRunLive podcast is Ad Free and listener supported.  … Section one – Boston 2022 -   Voices of reason – the conversation Nicholas Sansbury Smith – Indy Writers in the Apocalypse Nicholassansburysmith.com  Nicholas Sansbury Smith is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Hell Divers series. His other work includes the Extinction Cycle series, the Trackers series, and the Orbs series. He worked for Iowa Homeland Security and Emergency Management in disaster planning and mitigation before switching careers to focus on his one true passion–writing. When he isn’t writing or daydreaming about the apocalypse, he enjoys running, biking, spending time with his family, and traveling the world. He is an Ironman triathlete and lives in Iowa with his wife, their dogs, and a house full of books.    Section two –Fear of Loss -   Outro Ok my friends we have written our way to the end of episode 4-477 of the RunRunLive Podcast.   I have not been running still.  And the knee feels pretty good.  It’s basically a 1 on a scale of 1-10.  I’ve got a nice cadence going.  I walk the dog a mile every day.  Which takes about 20 minutes but makes him happy.  Ollie is coming up on 3 years old and he’s starting to be a bit more mellow.  He’s still a bit of a velociraptor, but he gives as many hugs as bites now on average.  I ride my bike 3 days a week.  Tuesday and Thursday I go out for a mountain bike ride in the woods.  Sunday I go out for a longer ride that’s a combination of road and trail.  I’m trying to get some time in the seat and build up my fitness before I start pushing.  It’s also still pretty wet in the woods and as much as I don’t mind working, the deep mud holes can be a bit of distraction.  I’m trying to be purposeful and get my balance and strength back before I get too aggressive.  On the off days, Monday, Wednesday, Friday I’m doing a light core workout and a 30 minute yoga for bicyclist that I really like.  Less than an hour all told, but again, consistency is the name of the game.  Baby steps. Next week I’m going to go out to Cincinnati to hang out and do the ½ marathon at the Flying Pig.  I’m not worried about run/walking the 13 miles.  I’ll jut have to be careful not to hurt the knee.  Should be fun.  We’ll record something.  So it’s all good.  We talked about using the fear of loss and a process pact to change behavior.  I’ll add one more method you can use.  We’ve talked about it before.  It’s self-image.  If you end up in a position where your expected self-image is out of synch with your reality it causes you to be unsettled and to take action to get back into alignment with that self-image.  The easy example for me is when I start putting on too much weight.  There’s no avoiding the pants that are snug.  There’s no avoiding the scale.  These are the facts and they run counter to my self-image.  They cause a discordance in me that drives me to start focusing on my diet and mindfully working to re-establish that other, less lumpy, me. Same with my fitness.  It’s good news bad news.  You might say it’s unhealthy to tie up self-worth in your fitness level.  Maybe, but it also causes you to take corrective action when that fitness level is out of synch with my expectations for myself.  Theses are negative examples, although I would argue they result in positive action. There is a positive version of the same phenomenon.  An aspirational version.  The way this works is that you consciously start to associate yourself with a self-image of what you aspire to be.  This is where those affirmations and validations come into play.  You can starte describing yourself as the person you want to be.  If you are powerful enough about this it can create that same motivation to take actions that will put you in synch with the aspirational self-image.  Refer to yourself as “A healthy eater” or a “Fit person” enough and your brain will figure out ways to get you there. Try it.  And I’ll see you out there. 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The RunRunLive 4.0 Podcast Episode 4-476 – MK Lever – Dystopian College Athletics  (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/epi4476.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Chris’ other show à Intro: Hello my friends and welcome to episode 4 476 of the RunRunLive podcast. Today we have a super interesting talk with MK Lever about her dystopian college athletics novel Surviving the second tier.  It’s a hard book to categorize.  On the one hand it’s a near-future dystopian novel about college sports.  On the other it’s a scholarly critique of the current college sports power dynamic and some of its most destructive aspects.  And then there’s a love story and a rocky-esque championship tension and drama.  Like I said, it’s tough to categorize.  And that makes it hard for a novel because we humans love to label and categorize.  Our brains go all weird and fuzzy if we can’t.  You can see this in every review where they say ‘it’s like X’ or even in startup pitches where they will always say something like ‘it’s the Uber of grocery’.  And that inevitably makes it hard on books and businesses to gain traction.  They have to forge their own paths.  They have to create their own market.  Sometimes it works, because that cross-pollination finds a new unserved and undeveloped market niche.  Sometimes it doesn’t work because it takes a lot of energy to create something totally new.  You have to explain to people what it is before you can sell them something.  There’s an old joke about pioneers typically having short lives. Anyhow… That’s who we talk to today.  In section one I’ll talk about this year’s Boston Marathon because it is next week and for the first time in a couple decades I’m not going to be participating.  I feel like I should say more about that, but I’m, let me just say this, and maybe I’m just having a good day, but I feel like I’ve moved into the 6th stage of grief, which is celebration.  No seriously I was out at Starbucks today and realize I’m wearing a Boston Hat and a NYC jacket and wondering what I’ll say if someone asks me about it, like “Are you running the marathon this year?” and how my usual response for the last year has been to apologize, “No, I hurt me knee.” But, thinking about the stories behind this hat and this jacket, all I can really say right now is “No, not this year, but I did, and how cool is that?” In section two I’m going to talk about garbage.  Because, yeah, garbage. I’ve totally stopped running because my knee was too painful.  It’s been a year or so now so my fitness is at an all time low.  It’s interesting.  I think about that motivational speech where the motivator says “Running is hard.  Being fat and out of shape is hard.  Choose your hard.” And it’s true.  Being unfit is hard. I’ve got some plans to change that and we’ll talk a more in the outro. Going back to the Dystopian novel topic.  What MK is doing here is one of the things I really like about the creative vehicle of fiction generally and science fiction in particular.  Setting stories in the future or on a different planet allows the creator a safe place to play with ideas.  To sketch out alternatives to today.  MK does that.  Think of other novels you may have heard of that do this?  How about HG Wells The Time Machine? It’s really a commentary on the class system.  Or Brave new world by Huxley?  Or 1984 or Animal Farm by Orwell.  Or the Hand Maiden’s Tale.  Dystopian novels aren’t about the future.  They’re about us.  They’re the equivalent of Marley’s Ghost showing us the what ifs of our choices, as people, and as a society. That’s your homework.  Read or listen to a dystopian classic and learn something about yourself.  On with the show.   About Zero ZERO — The End of Prostate Cancer is the leading national nonprofit with the mission to end prostate cancer. ZERO advances research, improves the lives of men and families, and inspires action. Link to my ZERO page: (for Donations) … I’ll remind you that the RunRunLive podcast is ad free and listener supported.  What does that mean? It means you don’t have to listen to me trying to sound sincere about Stamps.com or Audible.. (although, fyi, my MarathonBQ book is on audible) We do have a membership option where you can become a member and as a special thank you, you will get access to member’s only audio. There are book reviews, odd philosophical thoughts, zombie stories and I curate old episodes for you to listen to.  I recently added that guy who cut off is foot so he could keep training and my first call with Geoff Galloway.   “Curated” means I add some introductory comments and edit them up a bit.  So anyhow – become a member so I can keep paying my bills.   … The RunRunLive podcast is Ad Free and listener supported.  … Section one – Boston 2022 -   Voices of reason – the conversation MK Lewis – Surviving the Second Tier Former NCAA Division I Athlete's New Dystopian Novel Exposes the Dark Side of College Athletics    Imagine a world where coercion, control, surveillance, and manipulation reign. Where imbalance of power makes exploitation easy and where those at the bottom of the heap sacrifice everything to make a profit for those at the top. M.K. Lever's knockout debut work of fiction, Surviving the Second Tier, weaves these issues and themes throughout a new fictional dystopia to display the real world truths that face athletes in the college athletic system. "I wrote this book to educate readers about the reality of the college sports industry, as someone who has been there before," shares Lever. "Sometimes, facts and statistics don't stick with people and since we are intrinsically wired to follow narratives, I wanted to tell people a story in hopes that the message would resonate in a unique and powerful way. I wanted to give college sports the 1984 treatment and create a narrative that would be impactful and a little unsettling."   "Finally, a novel that both entertains and informs about the college and university paradigm of recruiting, rewarding, retaining and career placement of athletes...A very impressive debut novel by MK Lever, an informed – and experienced – former Division 1 runner - providing an exceptional story and encouragement for students to navigate a changing athletic system." Grady Harp, Amazon Hall of Fame Top 50 Reviewer, 5-stars   M.K. Lever, a former Division 1 athlete and PhD candidate at UT Austin, combines her personal experiences as a student athlete and the weight of her academic research in areas concerning NCAA rhetoric, discourse, and policy to create her stunning and emotionally driven literary debut. Surviving the Second Tier depicts a new day in college athletics in which the old multi-sport model has collapsed and the bare bones, but extremely profitable Amateur Fighting Association has risen in its place. Where students once competed in a multitude of sports on a variety of playing fields, now college athletes have only the AFA ring in which to prove themselves in full-contact, no holds barred fights to the finish.   Undefeated and on her way to a perfect record, Sicily "Sis" Jones pushes her way through injury and intense stress to maintain both her fighting record and her perfect GPA. Financial pressure, family pressure, and a cut-throat coach add to her already driven nature, keeping her right at the edge of breaking and hungry to win. Most of Sis's teammates are in no better place – the AFA taps into the pool of poor, disadvantaged kids and the fame attained in the ring to further the profits wrung from the lives of the athletes. Each member of Sis's team is "fighting scared", battling the personal demons that drive them and having those expertly exploited by their coach to gain maximum control of his fighters. When the AFA pits Sis against one of her own teammates in competition, a violent outcome fractures the fragile bond between teammates, coaches, and the AFA, changing the game in new and unexpected ways. Can Sis and her teammates learn to use their voices, rather than their fists, to fight for change and to survive the second tier?   "A stark view of college athletics in a bleak future where fighting is the main sport, all other sports are gone and an abusive, exploitive, charnel house of multi-division Fight Clubs is all that exists.By stripping out all familiar names or descriptions in a novel focused on the three fighters, M.K. Lever adroitly brings attention to the plight of college athletes and athletics today." Brad Butler, Author, 5-stars   As a graduate student researching NCAA policy and rhetoric, Lever began to describe college athletics as a "dystopia" and soon found that listeners engaged more with the ideas she was sharing. "Surviving the Second Tier is different from other dystopias," explains Lever. "It targets the college sports industry, inviting the reader to spend some time living and experiencing the life of a college athlete rather than just watching them compete or reading about them in the media. I wanted to present the real-world issues that affect college athletes in an engaging and palatable way and give a bigger picture of the issues beyond just economic exploitation, which is where most of the public discourse focuses."   "This is a one of a kind book, an emotionally striking, multifaceted narrative of manipulation and control that is both chilling and revealing. Surviving the Second Tier is a valuable contribution to current conversations around the abuse, control, and exploitation of college athletes. M.K. Lever has given us a knockout work of fiction – college athletics meets the Hunger Games..." Jessica Tofino, Educator and Writer, 5-stars   "I want readers will be drawn into the emotional world of Sis and the other characters and begin to see that the college sports industry isn't as glamorous as it looks from the outside," says Lever. "I want to humanize college athletes, help readers to see them as whole people, rather than just game day statistics or salary totals and educate them about the problems these athletes face."   With its gritty dystopian flavor and emotionally resonant characters, Surviving the Second Tier makes readers take a hard look at the sordid side of college athletics—the personal sacrifices, the politics involved in keeping athletes hungry and ready to compete at the top of their game, and the exploitation of talent and over-the-top drive. M.K. Lever skillfully wraps information, education, and advocacy in a sparse, moving, emotionally enthralling story that will keep readers in its grasps until the last page.    Section two –The garbage Project -   Outro Ok my friends that’s episode 4-476 of the RunRunLive Podcast.   Like I said I’ve been not running at all because my knee is really sore.  But all hope is not lost.  I changed to the ½ marathon at the Flying Pig.  Don’t’ need to hurt myself anymore. I got my mountain bike in for a checkup.  More on that later.  Invested in a good pair of knee pads and a new pair of glasses.  Getting ready for when the weather finally turns.  I’m going to start by just building some base miles and getting used to the bike.  Stay out of the technical stuff.  No sense in beating on myself.  Start working in some yoga and core strength.   I’m also back on the diet.  I had sky-rocketed to over 190 pounds.  Time to give up the beer.  My pants were starting to not fit.  So – back on the workout track and we’ll see if the knee responds well to biking.  If it does, I’ll work up to a longer event at the end of the summer. Update here: Went for a nice long MTB ride this morning.  My plan was just to spin up the rail trail and get 2 hours of saddle time.  But when I got to the end of the rail trail I was only 39 minutes in so I went out into some trails that are there at the terminus.  One way it led to a neighborhood.  But the other way were carefully crafted mountain bike trails with nice hand made signs that gave the trail names, like “Barbwire” and such, because part of the MTB culture around here is to give the trails cute code names.  I took it easy and explored the trails.  They weren’t that technical and I avoided anything that might result in a crash or stress my knee. It was just the right level difficulty for me.  Then I rode back on the rail trail for just about 2 hours of total seat time.  Interestingly I felt a pretty significant energy loss on the way back.  It took me some time to remember – ‘hey – this is what hitting the wall feels like!’  Good ride.  Baby steps. My new role at work is giving me stress and taking up a lot of my headspace.  But I’m working to remind myself that I choose to do it and I don’t have to of I don’t want to.  Here are a couple of nuggets for you to consider from my affirmation collection. I.e. you can repeat these to yourself or print them out and hang them where you can see them during the day.  It’s one of my habits to collect these things.  You never know when you’ll need them. First one is: “No matter what happens, I will handle it.”  That will remind you that you’ve worked through a lot of challenging times in your life and you’ve always made it through.  This time won’t be any different.  No matter what happens, you will handle it. Second one is a counter point to the first.  Sure you can handle it, but should you?  Consider this: Remove yourself from a bad situation instead of waiting for the situation to change. You can always walk away.  You have the power.  You have the aegis.  There’s a nice little Greek loan word you can use to impress your friends.  Aegis.  Didn’t originally mean ‘power’ but that’s the modern usage.  The original meaning is ‘protection’ because it is derived from the name of the shield used by Greek gods.  Anyhow, don’t forget it’s always ok to protect yourself.  You can always remove yourself from a bad situation. But, what do you focus on when things are crazy stressful and expectations are out of whack?  You focus on doing the best job you can do in the time you have on the things that are the most important.  Even if you feel like you’re getting railroaded and set up.  Just focus on doing each thing well.  I forgot who said it.  I think it was one of the Apollo 11 astronauts.  They asked him what his secret to success was.  And he replied that he just focused on doing the best e could do with every thing that came in front of him and didn’t worry about anything else. That’s it.  You can handle it.  If you feel like it’s unhealthy or you’re being treated badly, you can walk away.  If you want to play along just focus on being excellent at the important stuff.  It will all work out. And I’ll see you out there. MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - Rachel -> Coach Jeff ->

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