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Writer, photographer, runner. I begin with what I know and imagine the rest.

Tarmac Meditations #57: Brand New Day

August 3, 2011 By longrun 1 Comment

An early morning run with Van Morrison.

Early morning sunshineDecember 2, 2010
Ran in the rain. Again. It’s Oregon. Ran quarters with R. R. and had a good day. Finished 4 x 4 with gas in the tank. I love track work for the effort, the control, the darkness before daylight and the sense of time standing still…the old, slow guy going roundy-round feels the same inside, when he’s doing it, as he did when he was young and fast and had no idea of what was waiting down the road.

December 4, 2010
Van Morrison’s “Brand New Day” was playing on my ‘Pod this morning when I escaped from a bad dream and got up. C’mon day, do your stuff. “Brand New Day” was followed “Tupelo Honey”.

Van can bring a bad dream to its knees. Makes a guy fall in love with love. Gonna be a brand new day. Indeed.

So I ran hills. Ran too hard to start. Lungs bursting fire. Back locked up. Ran one, walked one. Recovered.

B. and R. ran, looking light on their feet. We finished together. Good run before daylight. Can’t ask for more that that.

 

 

 

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“Morning Sunlight” johnnyfixedgear @ Flickr.com. Creative Commons. Some Rights Reserved.

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Tarmac Meditations #56: Fences

August 2, 2011 By longrun Leave a Comment

As Michael discovers, sometimes life is seen clearest in layers.

November 30, 2010

I travelled all day yesterday. United Airlines played lost and found with my bag. I played lost and found with  a migraine. Tried to watch football when I got home. Played lost and found with sleep. Sleep won. Yay sleep.

December 1, 2010

Ran in the rain. 45 Minutes. Feel great. Go figure.

"Fences" © Michael Lebowitz. All Rights Reserved.
"Fences" © Michael Lebowitz. All Rights Reserved.

December 2, 2010
I like to see one thing behind another…the river behind the trees, the pattern inside a bramble, a house through a fence. Thanksgiving weekend in the country, at a house well beyond my present means. Gracious on the outside, hospitable and warm on the inside. Something seen through a fence whose actuality matches the warmth of the possibilities.

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USATF Championships 2011

June 30, 2011 By longrun Leave a Comment

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Tarmac Meditations #55: Evolving and Resolving Inside a Mystery

June 9, 2011 By longrun 1 Comment

A runner’s stream of consciousness depicts his early morning obsessions and reflections.

Eugene, Oregon © Michael LebowitzSlept lousy, if at all. Made crummy coffee at 3:30 a.m. Burnt the toast. Went down to office to work. Stubbed a toe in the dark. Turned on the light. Stubbed the other big toe. Sat down to work bumped my knee. Computer was resting, did not want to wake up. Cursing and general bad attitude forced the computer to respond. That and turning it on. Finished the weekend shoot. Emailed the customer base.  Decided not  to run the Boston Marathon as a charity runner. Must qualify (old dude values, to be sure). Lifted, lunged, made manly grunting noises. Went out for a quick two- to three-mile run. Spent an hour on the roads. Made random turns. Listened to Van Morrison and Eric Clapton. Instead of point-to-point or an established route, I rediscovered the aimless run in the early morning, drifting, checking things out, letting the day come to me. Part of the plan will be days like this, when there is a plan  to run but no plan as to where or how much. Answer the why of it and the rest will take care of itself. Coffee leftovers, more burnt toast, some web building, and now it’s 9:37. Back still hurts, thinking of taking a nap. The day is either well started or in the bag. What’s next? Oh yeah, right! Write now. Nap later. Plan or no plan, time happens, according to John Lennon and many others).

 

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“Eugene, Oregon” Michael Lebowitz

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Tarmac Meditations #54: Shocker! No Plan is Not a Plan

June 5, 2011 By longrun 2 Comments

As an exercise in self-motivation, Michael reflects on the importance of having a training plan for running.

If you have no runninA runner with the Joe Henderson Marathon Team © Michael Lebowitzg plan, and I mostly don’t, then training is where you find it. When you are young and working out physically at both work and play, as I was, training kind of happened. When I swam competitively or ran track, the training sessions were there to be attended; the events were a matter of finding the competitors’ entrance after you got off the bus.

The years-gone-by come to require more planning. The Internet is filled with training plans for runners. The gal in the picture probably hasn’t read one of them. She trains with the Joe Henderson Marathon Team; she has trained with them now for nearly six years. The long runs, the key to both the program’s success and the intense loyalty of its participants to the marathon and the coach, are on Sundays. She, Jean, has shown up for nearly all of them. She has run 17 marathons, some faster, some slower, all steady as she goes.

Her plan requires balancing kids, her mother, her job, her commute, her social life, her fabulous chocolate chip cookies, and like that. A life.

I have read all of the training plans although I quit doing that after I started to run again for the pleasure/pain/prayer-like aspects of running into my 60s. It occurred to me just now that I haven’t been running long (distance) since my surgeries, but it’s time to remember that  no plan is not a plan; and that a plan can be simple;  and that I ought to have one.

Run a mile, see how you feel. That’s a plan. Run every weekday for a mile or more, take a day off every now and then, and run longer x 2 one day on the weekend. That’s also a plan. Run long on the weekend, increasing by 5 percent (if every week); by 10% (if every other week). That’s also a plan. Run daily, run slowly, don’t eat like a pig (Ernst Van Aaken said that). Yes, it’s a plan.

Part of any running plan is to go to a good running store, and assess whether or not they know what they are doing. One criteria is that there should be all types of people (body types) selling, it is quiet, there is a sense of running history in the place, there is treadmill or other such gear for stride analysis, and there are running groups for all levels that are organized out of the store.

So why say all this? On account of  the fact that I need to remember what I know.

I took a rest day on Friday, felt lousy yesterday (Saturday), and worked early this morning. It will be three days without running, let alone running slowly or long. As for the eating like a pig thing; well, it was not my best food weekend.

So. My plan. Run daily. Write it down. Run slowly, as if I had more than one speed. Write it down. Run long, two hours building to four on the weekend. Rest the other day. Write it down. Don’t eat like a pig, and keep track of the fuel input, says Matt Fitzgerald, so as to support the output for more fun and better health. Write it down.

Going to lift now, chop wood later, and write down my goals for the week. Now’s there’s a plan inside the other plan, if you see what I mean?

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