<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368</id><updated>2011-11-14T08:43:34.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtai's Running Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-5403185448279909924</id><published>2011-06-24T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:19:29.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running about 2 miles per day</title><content type='html'>Running a couple miles per day, still fighting weight and general fitness level. Not where I want it to be and my knee hurts most days now.&lt;br /&gt;/sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-5403185448279909924?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/5403185448279909924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=5403185448279909924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5403185448279909924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5403185448279909924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2011/06/running-about-2-miles-per-day.html' title='Running about 2 miles per day'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-4595413366937425469</id><published>2010-10-29T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T07:53:19.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helllllllooooooo out there.</title><content type='html'>Well been a while, lots of Lifey kinds of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Main is that my Mom passed away.  I am still having some difficulty with that concept.  Some days are harder than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running seems to help, but I am so not motivated to grind and press forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering Colodial Silica condroitin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they make it in a drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-4595413366937425469?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/4595413366937425469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=4595413366937425469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4595413366937425469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4595413366937425469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/10/helllllllooooooo-out-there.html' title='Helllllllooooooo out there.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-6188695988068340574</id><published>2010-07-19T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T13:06:34.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>It is Summertime again and oh so hot.  Last year at this time, I was just beginning the epic weight loss journey.  I have settled in the 170-175 window and I suspect that I should just live with the fact that I will fight for the 170 mark for the duration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the world is well where you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-6188695988068340574?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/6188695988068340574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=6188695988068340574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6188695988068340574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6188695988068340574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-7854901644144563738</id><published>2010-06-23T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:06:20.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MCM - Out</title><content type='html'>MCM is out for financial reasons.  Also for reasons I will not discuss here.  Suck, Giant Balls.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps something closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knee is pre arthritic.  No base line to go on, so not sure of genetics or wear.  I have been running a long time so wear may be part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-7854901644144563738?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/7854901644144563738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=7854901644144563738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/7854901644144563738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/7854901644144563738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/06/mcm-out.html' title='MCM - Out'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-442137556638890302</id><published>2010-04-29T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:03:49.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting an appointment with the Ortho, will go to Silberburg again.  We'll see what she says.  My knee hurts a little every run, like a pinch in the medial impingement location.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-442137556638890302?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/442137556638890302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=442137556638890302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/442137556638890302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/442137556638890302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-appointment-with-ortho-will-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-6224573101677749693</id><published>2010-04-26T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:55:08.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling the Ortho.</title><content type='html'>Not sure if I should call Stephanie Silberburg again.  She worked (or rather didn't) work on my shoulder when I broke it.  I have always thought she should have pinned the avulsion fracture of the greater tuberosity, but she did go with the conservative prescription suggested int he literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do a little internet research on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-6224573101677749693?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/6224573101677749693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=6224573101677749693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6224573101677749693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6224573101677749693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/04/calling-ortho.html' title='Calling the Ortho.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-2673471380445448472</id><published>2010-04-23T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:36:24.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine Corps Marathon</title><content type='html'>So I signed up for the Marine Corps Marathon.  October 31, 2010 I will toe the line and try to go the distance again.  FOrtunately that gives me a little time to get into the swing of things.  Right now I am at half marathon fitness and endurance level.  It will take a little to put me into the full level.  I would like to do something sooner, but life, softball and t-ball for the kids is more pressing :)  I will begine training in ernest around 20 weeks prior to the event.  That will give me a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official training will begin on June 6.  I have little doubt about my ability, the question as always will be what God's plan ACTUALLY is.  LOL.  I hope the two coincide this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knee is being a little bothersome, I would like to get it looked at just to make sure there is nothing seriously wrong in there.  It feels like there is an ice-pick on the medial side that hurts during footstrike.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-2673471380445448472?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/2673471380445448472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=2673471380445448472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2673471380445448472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2673471380445448472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/04/marine-corps-marathon.html' title='Marine Corps Marathon'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-8567380460878301902</id><published>2010-03-17T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:18:34.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>It strikes me that I did not post here for the half marathon.&lt;br /&gt;I ran 2:05.  Not bad.  Time would have made for a 4:10 marathon at that pace.  I was a little tired after the half so I would not have made the full, for the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran today 26:00 for 3.1 miles, which is light years ahead of where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to be back in the saddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a Fall Marathon, thinking Santa Clarita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-8567380460878301902?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8567380460878301902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8567380460878301902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/03/half-marathon.html' title='Half Marathon'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-8384188818599454708</id><published>2010-01-06T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:00:31.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been nearly a month since I posted here. FB may be the death of blogger. I do like that no one seems to read this blog, or if they do they never comment so it feels like I am almost diary like here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pain in my side that is suspiciously like what I have heard described as Kidney stones. Bummer! I am going to do the treatment that is suggested on WEB MD which is to flush myself down the toilet. LOL, FLush my system with a bunch of water for a couple weeks. Hopefully this does the trick. If not I will have to pursue more vigorous action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran today for 5 M 45:44, with a minute to stop and speak with the Water Delivery guy. Funny it did not feel that fast, but it is right there with the fastest so far. Perhaps that is a sign of more imporvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight is 181.&lt;br /&gt;Need one more good push to get to 165-167.&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for the Seaside Half Mary and the Los Angeles Full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love me some running, even though at certain times I don't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-8384188818599454708?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8384188818599454708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8384188818599454708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-nearly-month-since-i-posted-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-6841684842071781758</id><published>2009-12-16T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:51:18.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>47.09 for 5m</title><content type='html'>While this is not fast, compare it to October where 36 minutes was remarkable for 3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;12 minute miles to 9:30 ish.  That is a significant wack.  One day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-6841684842071781758?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/6841684842071781758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=6841684842071781758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6841684842071781758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6841684842071781758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/12/4709-for-5m.html' title='47.09 for 5m'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-607996538488761624</id><published>2009-12-15T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:45:04.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling into three distances</title><content type='html'>M either 3 or 5&lt;br /&gt;T either 3 or 5 + Ultimate&lt;br /&gt;W Either 3 or 5&lt;br /&gt;Th Either 3 or 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday off&lt;br /&gt;Sat something shortish&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Long run.  I would like to make the Saturday the long one and Sunday the rest-ish day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is all good.  I am loving the distance again, can not wait to run the Half in March ( So far away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-607996538488761624?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/607996538488761624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=607996538488761624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/607996538488761624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/607996538488761624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/12/settling-into-three-distances.html' title='Settling into three distances'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-26372796361593111</id><published>2009-12-14T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:22:11.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can now officially run a half marathon again.</title><content type='html'>Ok I can do a half again.  Fatboy can run again.  whew that was close.  2 years I can not get back.  I am glad however that the Aion bug did not bite me as hard as the Warcraft Bug.  Funny I still am looking at upgrades for Chan, not so much for the Aion toon, Curtai.  I am just not invested in Aion.  I will play a while longer, but I tell ya, this level of play does not make for a powerleveler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Running, I think that I have now passed my Running partner in speed and distance.  I am very grateful for the encouragement and sticktoitivness that he has helped me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still playing some Ulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to figure out how to incorporate Josh and Sierra More into my training........ Think Think Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-26372796361593111?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/26372796361593111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=26372796361593111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/26372796361593111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/26372796361593111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-can-now-officially-run-half-marathon.html' title='I can now officially run a half marathon again.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-821378055873993482</id><published>2009-11-18T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:40:14.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been doing well.</title><content type='html'>Hello, just found out that through th3 wall is closing down.  Kinda sad about that.  I often did take much from Wil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running is coming along again.  I am looking at Marathons again.  Very nice.  No need for speed, I think for now that part has past me by.  Just to finish, will be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is coming though for the Marathoner in me is not yet satiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I should go get my knee looked at to see if there is actually an injury in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what it is like to run a hundred miles, there I said it.  I can not imagine the time requirement.  perhaps it would not be so much.  1 long run a week?....... I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-821378055873993482?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/821378055873993482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=821378055873993482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/821378055873993482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/821378055873993482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/11/been-doing-well.html' title='Been doing well.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-8083230031979606458</id><published>2009-11-04T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:47:55.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5k or 3.1 miles.  What used to be flirtation with the magic 20 minute mark is now something quite different.  My sights have been adjusted significantly.  now the 9 minute mile is the stretch goal.  Fuuny thought it seems, this is the next evolutionary improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27:54 is a 9 minute mile for a 5K, so the Goal is 27:53! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you wondering about the shoes, it appears the Brooks are NOT the correct ones for me.  My knees hurt and every time I get out of a chair it feels like a guitar string is plucked in my knee.  Sooooo, I have gone back to the Ascis, time will now tell.  I got a wide shoe too so I am nto positive this is exactly the fit I need.  Still my knees do feel better, perhaps that is the additional cushioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191 lbs,&lt;br /&gt;28:35 for the 5K time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks as though I will run some on the west coast in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well and keep moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-8083230031979606458?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/8083230031979606458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=8083230031979606458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8083230031979606458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8083230031979606458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/11/5k-or-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-1079602951992678958</id><published>2009-10-27T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:11:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Well Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week and part of last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 6 miles Current Season Record&lt;br /&gt;Ran lunch 3.1 miles ~ 29:03 yesterday and 28:59 Today. Both Current Season Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using the term Current Season as I have had bouts of fattyness between "seasons" of running.  I love running but I can nto compare the current effort and results to 3 years ago, or 20 years ago, thus I will just call this time the current season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I sort of like that no one comments here, It gives this a diary feel.  It will be interesting to read of my efforts and foibles when I am an old (er) man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the oldest guy to finish a Marathon this year is....  (Googled) wow 94.  Now I do not figure to be the one guy, but who knows what it will be like in 2058.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I want to run the 1/2 in Seaside and finsih on the same day I start. under my own power without medical intervention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-1079602951992678958?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/1079602951992678958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=1079602951992678958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/1079602951992678958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/1079602951992678958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-well-well-this-week-and-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-6515274206449354520</id><published>2009-10-21T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:16:06.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3726442825_4a690eb32d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3726442825_4a690eb32d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so these are my running shoes, for better or worse, well ok not for worse, I would dump them in a heartbeat if I could find better.  The trick is I would have to buy other, then run on them for some time to determine if they are better.  I am not willing to take that time at this point in my newly found running infancy.  So lets just hope....for better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feeling very drawn to the West Coast right now.  It is all good, as I understand some of why.  I think part of it is grass and greener etc, part of it is something new. Part of it is nostalgia, part of it is concern for both my mom and dad.  I worry that there is not really anyone to take care of them........  I am concerned that since Grams has moved to Carson City, that T is coming home to an empty house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The easy thing to do is to stay put here in Northwest Florida, but I am not sure it is the right thing to do.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very comfortable 40 minute run today.  I believe my body is beginning to remember.  That feels good.  Now for something epic.  thats all I need right, something epic.   Lord help me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-6515274206449354520?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/6515274206449354520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=6515274206449354520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6515274206449354520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6515274206449354520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-so-these-are-my-running-shoes-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3726442825_4a690eb32d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-2387165341857160427</id><published>2009-10-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:03:35.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice 4.8</title><content type='html'>4.8 in 53:46, Not sure what that is, but it is Penguin slow, but it matters not.  I went that distance and was not dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that running over the summer is paying off now as the weather cools, I am ok showing defininate improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet is still stuck at 200, +/- a little each day, so I need to get into that downward spiral again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Ultimate so that will help a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-2387165341857160427?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/2387165341857160427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=2387165341857160427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2387165341857160427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2387165341857160427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-48.html' title='A nice 4.8'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-5890296141096901281</id><published>2009-10-19T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:38:18.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets see 29:07 / 3 is less than 10 minute miles, even I can do that math!  Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best run on the new program so far.  My Running partner should be given a huge thank you for showing up with shoes every day.  Ben, Thanks a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I know temperature can play a role and today was a minute and a half faster over three miles, with the temperatures a brisk 75 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:23 miles....... that is close to a marathon pace of years gone by.  I am getting there.  Now back to the weight.  I am sorta stuck right at 200 lbs.  Hopefully I can snap outta this soon and continue to slip down the slope to fit and trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 left to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-5890296141096901281?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/5890296141096901281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=5890296141096901281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5890296141096901281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5890296141096901281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-see-2907-3-is-less-than-10-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-4674779506148632234</id><published>2009-10-09T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:46:11.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooks Adrenaline GTS 9</title><content type='html'>OK if it was mental then fine, if it was not fine. Either way the Ascis go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting the urge to sign up for a half marathon.  How crazy is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, never was I one to underdo something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-4674779506148632234?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/4674779506148632234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=4674779506148632234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4674779506148632234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4674779506148632234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/brooks-adrenaline-gts-9.html' title='Brooks Adrenaline GTS 9'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-205210254954285165</id><published>2009-10-06T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T11:16:12.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thm-a02.yimg.com/image/e7a7242916d5245c"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" alt="" src="http://thm-a02.yimg.com/image/e7a7242916d5245c" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;GT 2140 - Ran three miles today in around 36 minutes.  I know, OMG were you walking backwards?  LOL, I am not fast right now, but decided to reward myself with new shoes.  Was going for the Brooks, Tried and True, but decided to let the guy at the shoe store talk me into these, the worlds most popular running shoe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now I am giving it a 3/10 it felt like I was riding a flat tire. Mushy.  Like I was running in soft sand or something like it.  I know one three mile run does not justify throwing these in the garbage, so Iwill try them seriously for  a month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for sure can the idea of buying a second pair just to keep these fresh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Humbug, my diet sucked today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-205210254954285165?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/205210254954285165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=205210254954285165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/205210254954285165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/205210254954285165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/gt-2140-ran-three-miles-today-in-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-2030662811656560647</id><published>2009-10-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:54:57.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran several times this weekend.</title><content type='html'>Did ok, Ran several times this weekend at Adventures Unlimited, outdoor camping area on the river.  Canoed, picked up the tumped over canoe, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a good weekend. Ran nearly an hour non-stop, a slight improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at new running shoes today... pretty excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooks Adrenaline GTS 9 ( I can not believe I am still running the 5s and 6s!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh, just did a review of the Brooks GTS and they got trashed!  I feel stuck now as to what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-2030662811656560647?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/2030662811656560647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=2030662811656560647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2030662811656560647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2030662811656560647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/10/ran-several-times-this-weekend.html' title='Ran several times this weekend.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-2744112299971063764</id><published>2009-09-30T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:52:05.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see 200 again.</title><content type='html'>Ok Started at 228 now 203.5    24.5 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling better.  Ran 3 miles at 12 minute miles without walking.  Major goal accomplished.  Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-2744112299971063764?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/2744112299971063764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=2744112299971063764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2744112299971063764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/2744112299971063764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-see-200-again.html' title='I can see 200 again.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-8406985765565713025</id><published>2009-09-02T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:26:57.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inch by Inch</title><content type='html'>Amazing, What seemed so easy last time is a struggle every pound, every morsel, every day to remove this tub from around my belly!  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still playing WOW which is time consuming but now also or instead of trying a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aion.  Similar kinda game tho, so the time spent will be the same or close to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-8406985765565713025?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/8406985765565713025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=8406985765565713025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8406985765565713025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8406985765565713025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/09/inch-by-inch.html' title='Inch by Inch'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-7324727795446818796</id><published>2009-06-29T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:23:56.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A-wishing</title><content type='html'>I know I can, I know I will one day join the ranks of athletic again.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;230 Lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Ultimate once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-7324727795446818796?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/7324727795446818796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=7324727795446818796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/7324727795446818796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/7324727795446818796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishing.html' title='A-wishing'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-4328722454196765133</id><published>2008-09-01T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:34:50.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles in Alabama</title><content type='html'>I am in Alabama for a Funeral this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked ran for 40 minutes with aterrible diet.  Good food, terrible diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days you just put in the miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;br /&gt;218 Lbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-4328722454196765133?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/4328722454196765133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=4328722454196765133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4328722454196765133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4328722454196765133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2008/09/miles-in-alabama.html' title='Miles in Alabama'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-5458946180630903108</id><published>2008-08-28T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:11:59.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puttin in da miles</title><content type='html'>A shout out to my friend Lee, without whom I would not have gotten started up again, Thanks girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night I played ultimate and Wednesday Morning I thought I was gonna die!  I played for an hour and a half straight tho so that is a drastic improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday no run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight 214.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday run at lunch in the crippling heat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28:20 w/temps over a hundred.  Walk run.  Playing the light post game, where I run to one then walk to the next one and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight 215.5 Grrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;I need to formalize my diet as the wanton random Pizza will get me , I just know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-5458946180630903108?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/5458946180630903108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=5458946180630903108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5458946180630903108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5458946180630903108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2008/08/puttin-in-da-miles.html' title='Puttin in da miles'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-4480542760508767052</id><published>2008-08-26T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:34:51.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's run was with heavy legs.  I should qualify that what I am currently doing is NOT running, rather it is more akin to trudging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I can feel fitness, or the desire for fitness creeping slowly toward me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight:216.5&lt;br /&gt;26:43 2 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the streetlight game run from one to the next, then walk to the following one, the run...and so on.  I feel like such a noob, learning to run all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-4480542760508767052?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/4480542760508767052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=4480542760508767052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4480542760508767052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/4480542760508767052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-run-was-with-heavy-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-5531310643174074535</id><published>2008-08-25T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:38:23.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refocus and redefine</title><content type='html'>Madonna at 50 is on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am not a huge Madonna fan in terms of music, I have always appreciated her ability to reinvent herself. The latest incarnation has her not hiding her age, but celebrating it with surprising energy and enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong, Lean, Energetic. All traits I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get there but the road is long and arduous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music in my mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;my shoes&lt;br /&gt;my weight - tracking what I shovel into my Pie Hole!&lt;br /&gt;my runnning time of day (switch to AM?)&lt;br /&gt;my goal ( I need something to aim for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update you as I accomplish some of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 217&lt;br /&gt;Two mile time today : 27:57&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-5531310643174074535?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/5531310643174074535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=5531310643174074535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5531310643174074535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/5531310643174074535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2008/08/refocus-and-redefine.html' title='Refocus and redefine'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-8713649019981345080</id><published>2008-08-25T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:21:27.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over a year</title><content type='html'>Wow how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have been running oh so slowly, run walking really if truth be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have swelled to 225 Lbs, a true clydesdale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current weight is 217 so I am heading in the correct direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having real trouble running as my legs are really not able to support this much weight properly during running. so much of the activity is walking, which is motion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can and will recover from this period of sedentarity (A new word I believe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run/walking 2 miles 5 nights a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improving my diet each day little by little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are well and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-8713649019981345080?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/8713649019981345080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=8713649019981345080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8713649019981345080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/8713649019981345080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-year.html' title='Over a year'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-6641236642209090332</id><published>2007-08-16T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:31:04.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Freaking Hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/486215383_3c55764321.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand" height="332" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/486215383_3c55764321.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting a little better, slowly, 24:56 for my two miles today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, The heat was almost unbearable today. I like to run in the mid-day heat but this was too much, I felt nauseous after. Enough of that though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went running today even though I did not really want to go. That is a good sign. I suspect another few weeks and it will be habit and I will miss it if I do not go. I need to telly that it is a hard thing to get back to it after some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to expand this time to include other kinds of workouts. When marathoning, it feels as though the rest of me gets ignored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have some strethcy bands and free weights. I will make something with those....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I tell you I hate the gym, I mean loathe like cooked, snot dripping orca loathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to change this mind set if I am gonna do myself any good at all.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that I am getting ready for my first reward for running, after a week of it I am giving myself a new pair of running glasses. All the ones I have are horrible. We'll keep it near 25 bucks so I don't break the bank. I am also thinking of reloading music in the MP3 player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, on the trail back, one step at a time, PS weight was 194 today, Goal is 162.5 with a window of 160-165 Lbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-6641236642209090332?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/6641236642209090332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=6641236642209090332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6641236642209090332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/6641236642209090332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-is-freaking-hot.html' title='It is Freaking Hot!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-3845416679090862260</id><published>2007-08-15T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:29:38.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/1/441429_0195502ac7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand" height="161" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/1/441429_0195502ac7_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how the might have fallen. Not that I was ever mighty, but it was not so long ago that the idea of going out and running two miles was followed often by the thought "It is not even long enough to bother getting dressed." Arrogance, perhaps, ingratitude, maybe, regardless I am not there anymore. I could no more run a 10K than fly to the moon. Agin I put the shoes on and went out the door. I improved my time from yesterday by a little. 26:14 today. After yesteday the run and Ultimate last night, today just hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to put on one of those Marathon Medals and wear it today just to remind my self that hard work and persistance can put me back in physical shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a slightly different approach this time, I like to run, make no mistake. But I want to be better overall fit that I was a s a marathoner. This might mean some weights and strength training which for me, is like chewing glass. I may look into Yoga as well, there appears to be a component of the Yoga which is spiritual based and may provide some balance to the running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will run distance again, but not yet, not when I can not run a mile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh Boy, the price I pay for addicitions.....sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-3845416679090862260?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/3845416679090862260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=3845416679090862260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/3845416679090862260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/3845416679090862260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-after.html' title='The Day After'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-1989152952116115900</id><published>2007-08-14T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:24:25.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW It has been too long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blizzard.com/inblizz/fanart/images/screens/ss025-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.blizzard.com/inblizz/fanart/images/screens/ss025-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26:18 for a 5K , that would not be too bad for a guy coming off of a long layoff. However the time was for 2 lousy miles! Now do not go thinking I am beating myself up because I am not. 2 miles is more than I have run in months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see I sort of quit running altogether. Exercise in general stopped. You see, the same addictive personality that drives me to do things like Marathons, when applied to other activities becomes equally consuming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was, and for the moment still am, consumed with a video game World of Warcraft, or as its players call it WOW, the TV watchers near cousin, although there is a modicum of interaction and the characters may be a bit more entertaining as they are driven by people, the fact remains , that I would sit on my ass for hours on end running a mouse. Killing the shit out of monsters to get one more level, to get, one more item........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://armory.worldofwarcraft.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Antonidas&amp;n=Chaniqua"&gt;http://armory.worldofwarcraft.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Antonidas&amp;amp;n=Chaniqua&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW is set up like a slot machine if you will where each kill is accompanied with a drop that has a chance to improve your character. which in turn you can kill bigger monsters for items that will improve your character. Brilliant, with the backdrop of Warcraft, particularly alluring to me, the game draws you in with a combination of great graphics, personalized characters and this incremental improvement loop that has over 9 million people playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave the game my time, my attention, my money, my effort and it cost me my athleticism, time with family and loss of productivity on the job. Not a great trade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, I knew going in it would cost me, I just was not sure how much. My intention was to control it, but as with any of my addicitions, who am I kidding when it comes to control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I can obsess about pixels on a crt and getting to 85DPS, or I can obsess about clicking a 19:59 5K, the latter certainly appeals to the athlete that has too long been still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curtai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AKA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chaniqua Level 70 Night Elf Hunter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antonidas Realm.&lt;br /&gt;2 miles 26:18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least my foibles are amusing in hindsight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-1989152952116115900?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/1989152952116115900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=1989152952116115900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/1989152952116115900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/1989152952116115900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow-it-has-been-too-long.html' title='WOW It has been too long!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-117554477107667603</id><published>2007-04-02T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T13:12:51.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Quiet</title><content type='html'>Bump, but I will be back soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-117554477107667603?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/117554477107667603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=117554477107667603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/117554477107667603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/117554477107667603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-quiet.html' title='Being Quiet'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-117078700887181330</id><published>2007-02-06T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:37:13.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injuries and Sick and ughhhh.</title><content type='html'>Ok I need to officially quit the whining about this hurts or that hurts or it is gonna be a train wreck. At this point I am thinking that I need to simply switch to the hald marathon for Pensacola. It has been some time since I ran and I am still in good shape, but no where near marathon shape........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I must do what must be done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will return someday, just not sure when for now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-117078700887181330?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/117078700887181330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=117078700887181330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/117078700887181330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/117078700887181330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/02/injuries-and-sick-and-ughhhh.html' title='Injuries and Sick and ughhhh.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116827162486382938</id><published>2007-01-08T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T11:06:10.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Bad there Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pensacolamarathon.com/images/site/header_middle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pensacolamarathon.com/images/site/header_middle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;I ran the Half- Marathon in 1:51:25 woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was tickled, considering I did not feel trained, felt overweight and did not feel like I pushed too hard! Cool Beans.&lt;br /&gt;I have the Marathon coming up in February 18th in Pensacola, so that is next on the list.&lt;br /&gt;Mudbowl is March 3-4&lt;br /&gt;China dates are March 12-15th&lt;br /&gt;Pensacola Marathon is March 18th.&lt;br /&gt;Robia's Sister is Due near the end of March&lt;br /&gt;Robia has a Positive Living conference in March.&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo, March Looks to be Busy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surf and Turf 4 is on after that! May 19-20, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116827162486382938?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116827162486382938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116827162486382938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116827162486382938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116827162486382938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-too-bad-there-boy.html' title='Not Too Bad there Boy!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116777235140598249</id><published>2007-01-02T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T13:12:31.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and Tigers and Bears Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7nkkzo-IoA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7nkkzo-IoA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a long run on Monday in preparation for the Pensacola Marathon and I bonked.&lt;br /&gt;My nipples got rubbed raw because I forgot my bandaids, My thighs chaffed due to holiday Chub Rub.  My feet hurt, my lungs did not like it at mile 11 I said forget it and headed home.  The run wound up being 15 miles, but that was all I could do.  I have been low on energy for the last few days and I believe that is associated with some of what is going around.  It has not knocked me out, just down a notch or two.  Putting away the 30 boxes of Christmas wasnot an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed 10 minute miles but that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran at lunch and did my 4.3 miles in less than 40 minutes and was grooving pretty well.  Perhaps I am on the road to recovery!  I have to admit I was running partly out of anger as my usual TUesday night Ultimate game was in jepardy as the Department of Parks did not want ot give us a lighted field.  The Nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am growing out my Go-Tee beard again, we'll see how it looks.  I can assure you it looks white and I feel old wearing it.....  I will suffer it for a little while as Robia seems to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 1/2 Marathon this weekend.  I have no idea how fast i'll go&lt;br /&gt;9 min miles = 117 minutes or 1:57 so I will be shooting for under two hours, that seems reasonable to me at this juncture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we have it, and I do dig the video thingy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116777235140598249?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116777235140598249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116777235140598249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116777235140598249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116777235140598249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2007/01/lions-and-tigers-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Lions and Tigers and Bears Oh My!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116750389564022672</id><published>2006-12-30T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:38:15.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That is Kewl!!!!</title><content type='html'>How fun is that now I can give you Video as well as my normal blubbering!&lt;br /&gt;Laughing my tail off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116750389564022672?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116750389564022672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116750389564022672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116750389564022672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116750389564022672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-is-kewl.html' title='That is Kewl!!!!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116750376153531076</id><published>2006-12-30T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:36:01.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing youtube embedding</title><content type='html'>I will run for a while tonight 20 miler is in order so I will be doing that at some point, perhaps actually a 23 miler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zK8xF90gA58"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zK8xF90gA58" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what this means, but hey perhaps it will work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Peace Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116750376153531076?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116750376153531076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116750376153531076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116750376153531076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116750376153531076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/testing-youtube-embedding.html' title='Testing youtube embedding'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116733044583567581</id><published>2006-12-28T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:27:25.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Runs and a few Pounds</title><content type='html'>Sheesh, I have told many of you that my running was in part to keep the weight off.  Well during the holidays last year I did not have any trouble keeping the weight off.  This year, another story, every little cookie, each bit of stuffing, and Turkey and candy and Jeez, everything is killing me with weight.  I finally topped at 170 a full ten pounds over my upper goal weight.  I suppose this is my "Oh My F*(*^$(*ing God weight.  I know how hard it is to lose that 55 pounds.  This simply must stop here.  I was good yesterday for one in a row.  Here is what has been getting me though, I can string two days together, then I fall off the wagon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pants are tight, I have Chub Rub again (I Hate when your thighs rub together and you get a rash)  THis does not happen at 160.   it starts at 165......  I feel completely out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can control is today, right now.  I did well for breakfast and now it is lunch time.  I will do OK  and for afternoon snack, but dinner is where my bain lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There needs to be&lt;br /&gt;NO food past 7 PM.  Do not feed the beast.  TV shows during late night are the worst time.  I could lift weights or somethign in front of the tube, but it appears that the TV and the couch suck the will out of me.   I wonder how that is, that a remote and a TV can cause such difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whaddyagonnado, I can do my best for the rest of today and try to get in a run now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya,&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116733044583567581?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116733044583567581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116733044583567581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116733044583567581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116733044583567581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-runs-and-few-pounds.html' title='Long Runs and a few Pounds'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116647684166705889</id><published>2006-12-18T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T13:20:41.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The old lady with the flowers and a mean weenie dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.nycap.rr.com/runnersjournal/images/EmptyTrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://home.nycap.rr.com/runnersjournal/images/EmptyTrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The quiet roads of the world, unencumbered by the slam of the ipod.  I have taken the music off and out of my head for running for now.  I want to replace the current music with the soothing sounds of nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am seeking the devine in my running now.  I am asking that before each run, that I can be quiet and listen to what there is for me to hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suck at this, just so you know.  I can not keep my mind focused on my foot-falls for even a minute before the wandering mind takes me all kinds of places.  I suppose I should say that I am practicing the art of meditation, as a child used crayons to scribble.  I trust that as with most things, I will get better.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did this today and was led to quit my run and talk for a few minutes with the lady in our neighborhood, who has the most vibrant flower garden in the whole of Fort Walton Beach.  I learned that her husband passed this summer.  She is cleaning out her garage.  Apparently he was quite the pack rat.  Her goal is to drive her car into the garage by Christmas.  It struck me as odd, that after all these years her life's goal was to park in the garage.  I suspect that she had long wanted to, but never did.  Now that the old man was gone, she would have her way.  She said he passed quietly, just sat in a chair outside and died..... I am glad that I had the chance to talk with her and told her that when I see her on my run, that I will occasionally ask if there is some small task I can help her with.  She reminds me of my own Grandmother in disposition and grace.  I miss her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The run was not fast as I stopped for 5 minutes at least 46 Min.  But I did enjoy it and the afternoon was sort of nice and peaceful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The mean weenie dog and I are now friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116647684166705889?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116647684166705889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116647684166705889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116647684166705889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116647684166705889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/old-lady-with-flowers-and-mean-weenie.html' title='The old lady with the flowers and a mean weenie dog'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116620208610132852</id><published>2006-12-15T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:01:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running on Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thgnome.com/Images/Emptiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.thgnome.com/Images/Emptiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you go through those times where motivation is so hard to find. I still love to run, however, finding time is a bear, and getting out the door after 10 pm or in the early AM does not seem to be happening either. I am having a rough patch with life in general so it is affecting the running as well. It is like I just don't care about much of anything. Sorry for being a downer, but that is where I am. It will pass. It always does. I would like something new in my life, new job, new car something.... Alas, but that will not correct the hollowness inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the dvine can fill me. Hmmm now I know this is a running blog, but it has to be more than that at times. I am not in the black place where all that is, is to not hurt myself or others...... but neither am I in a place of tolerance and caring and kindness. It seems just beyond my grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding life hard to do right now. I am not keeping pace with all that needs to be done. The house is a wreck, deadlines are not being met at work, I am not finding joy in Ultimate, I am irritated by my own kid often and more irritated at myself for that. He cries constatly it seems. I know this is not true, but my distorted reality would make it seem so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this blog that very few reads seems meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to broach the subject of meaning with my mentors last night but it was not quite the appropriate time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put on my running shoes, and that in part, will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116620208610132852?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116620208610132852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116620208610132852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116620208610132852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116620208610132852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/running-on-emptiness.html' title='Running on Emptiness'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116613393735026095</id><published>2006-12-14T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T14:05:37.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Wales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.coleggwent.ac.uk/maps/pontypool_map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.coleggwent.ac.uk/maps/pontypool_map.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to say that running in Wales was interesting, but it was cold wet and tough. I think to live there you would need webbed feet. I ran for about an hour and a half round the town of Pontypool before I went back to the hotel to collapse. Usk road to the end.  There was an old cemetary where the stones were from the 15oos pretty cool.  They drive fast on tight winding roads and made me frightened for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas, I feel for you with the weatehr you seem to have to deal with, It would be tough to deal with that much rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to write more about it but it really was not that remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is up somewhat at 165.5 and I do not like that at all. It is coming quick time to do something about it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to resort to all of the tricks. I might even have to spark up the old food diary again.&lt;br /&gt;Hey maybe I should just keep it here. No, to difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, life is ok although I am having an exestential crisis of what is it all about....... more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it is time to go to more meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116613393735026095?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116613393735026095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116613393735026095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116613393735026095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116613393735026095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/running-in-wales.html' title='Running in Wales'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116550394344337854</id><published>2006-12-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T07:33:56.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhhhhh - Wales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~davisfam/wales_uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~davisfam/wales_uk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://biosphere.biologydaily.com/biology/upload/9/99/UKWales.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice little run yesterday. I did not time it but I just went a different route than normal. I find that I can be a creature of habit. This latest idea of running meditation would be best done on ultra familiar courses in my opinion as the interesting things to look at are diminished. The familiarity of it all creates a better place for my mind to be quiet and to listen to the devine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so frickin new to this, but I do believe it may become the modus operandi.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and plant those love based thought in the fertile valley of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that I am concerned about time to run the long ones right now. I think my next long run will be in Wales on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think that Robia Reads this very often if ever, so I can tell you that I got her a cool ********** for her birthday and ********** for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks I am so behind (She would be right) But those things are handled! WOO HOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116550394344337854?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116550394344337854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116550394344337854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116550394344337854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116550394344337854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/shhhhhhhh-wales.html' title='Shhhhhhhh - Wales'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116524997386301827</id><published>2006-12-04T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T08:32:53.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice morning Run</title><content type='html'>I am trying to get up early and run 3 days in the early AM.  This morning was like pulling teeth to get out of that warm bed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run My 6.2 mile loop in just over an hour so it was no land speed record, but it was out the door.  I am focusing right now on breathing and a running meditation.  I have been reading about it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Running-Spiritual-Path-Breathing-Meditating/dp/0312308868/sr=8-4/qid=1165244943/ref=sr_1_4/105-1642339-6752433?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Running-Spiritual-Path-Breathing-Meditating/dp/0312308868/sr=8-4/qid=1165244943/ref=sr_1_4/105-1642339-6752433?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to use it to clear my head a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is shaping up really busy,&lt;br /&gt;Gifts, for the west coast&lt;br /&gt;Luminaries this weekend&lt;br /&gt;Pack for a whirlwind to Europe Sun thru Wed&lt;br /&gt;Boss is out again today.&lt;br /&gt;New Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to Run ..... LOL, I was supposed to get in a 12 this weekend and failed, will 2 6's count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make a 36 minute run of my 4.3 mile loop on Friday so it is not all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diet and will power for food is down right now, so hopefully I don't become a blimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all very stream of conciousness writing with no real rhyme or reason, but alas that is how my head is right now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116524997386301827?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116524997386301827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116524997386301827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116524997386301827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116524997386301827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/12/nice-morning-run.html' title='Nice morning Run'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116464370255278574</id><published>2006-11-27T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:08:22.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weather</title><content type='html'>I Mean low humidity and gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;I will run the 4.3 mile loop at lunch so I can put up more decorations tonight.....&lt;br /&gt;I need a little motor to animate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise a more insightful post in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116464370255278574?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116464370255278574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116464370255278574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116464370255278574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116464370255278574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautiful-weather.html' title='Beautiful Weather'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116457186301166962</id><published>2006-11-26T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T12:11:03.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Miles in the Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1825/2040/1600/542368/curtprom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1825/2040/320/545748/curtprom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this was when I could abuse my body and I was bullet proof!  Dang I still like those ruffled shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to tell you all that I am getting freakin paranoid about my knee. I have not had lingering problems with my legs before this one. It slowed me on the ultimate tourney in Huntsville last weekend. It seemed to go away. I think I hurt it showing a group of folks how to do the minute and a half drill. I dove for a disc and jammed my knee. It hurt like crazy for a day or two and since it has come and gone. Dang this body for getting older.....I think I am going to have to be a little kinder to it during Ultimate play if I want to continue to run. Layouts and getting dirty are going to have to become something that is saved for only the most dire situations. Add to that that I need to practice the art of straight legs and not jamming the knees into the turf. Nuff Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right knee hurts for about the first 1/2 mile like someone has an ice pick planted on the interior nine oclock position, it hurts with each addition of weight and stops when the weight is removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I will mention it when I see the Sports Orthopods on Dec 6, perhaps they can get some diagnostics done for the knee as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas decoration day and I have put together a scene that depicts "Sugar-plum fairies dancing in thier heads" King sized bed and all is out there. Light o plenty are getting put up right now....... I need more power~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai out&lt;br /&gt;10 miles 1:49:52, 11 minute mile pace, ugh that is slow.......&lt;br /&gt;It IS called the long slow run afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116457186301166962?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116457186301166962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116457186301166962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116457186301166962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116457186301166962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/10-miles-in-evening.html' title='10 Miles in the Evening'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116437887192498435</id><published>2006-11-24T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:51:48.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing the Blues, that's my Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1825/2040/1600/83600/JoshuaTux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1825/2040/320/84478/JoshuaTux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_9926694/3627/__sr_/cae4.jpg?grIBFaFB4wFHLvUd"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now if this is not one of the coolest pictures you have ever seen, well then you must not be as biased as me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The holidays are here like a freight train.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prep and have a yardsale tomorrow. Put up lights and try not to trip the neighborhood transformer. LOL, get in a longish (12 miler), Play a little Ultimate on Sunday (if anyone else will show up). Next weekend is Christmas party, with the following week a trip to Europe. Oh yeah and a bunch of stuff going on in between. Robia's Birthday is on the 13th, do not let me forget! Joshua's B-day is the 29th of Dec.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor's appointment for this freakin shoulder on the 6th..... Wow I am busier than I thought. I think we are going to try to get a puppy to have the puppy fall out of the box, Christmas Morning, I'll post some photos if that happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I wish you and yours the Merriest of Christmas' and the BEST new year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116437887192498435?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116437887192498435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116437887192498435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116437887192498435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116437887192498435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/playing-blues-thats-my-boy.html' title='Playing the Blues, that&apos;s my Boy'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116437143101926515</id><published>2006-11-24T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T04:30:31.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the Shoulder of Death!</title><content type='html'>Weight at 163.5 Need to drop 5 lbs, or rather just not gain during the Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Too many yummy treats out there to temp this tortured soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running&lt;br /&gt;Wed 4.3 in 39 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Night I ran in Panama City Florida, In the dark on a road that has high speed traffic.  Nothing lik running where the 70 MPH cars are about 3 feet from you when they pass in the dark.  Not my smartest choice.  I'll know next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran for 7 miles in about 1:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do a half Mary on Dec 9th but it seems too much... I leave for Wales on that Sunday and the comination would be too much to handle for me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I seem to be getting back to a spiritual center, which feels pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;"Its not having what you want, its wanting what you have" so I am going to soak up The Son....Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116437143101926515?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116437143101926515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116437143101926515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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OK.......&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 4.3 miles a39:35 with a :30 second stap to talk to a neighbor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for the Local race here at Hurburt. 1/2 Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it does feel good to just flippantly sign up for a half, becuase I can, without regard to my current level of fitness, because I am already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant, no, confident, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116422457505247732?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116422457505247732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116422457505247732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116422457505247732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116422457505247732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-tuesday-and-wednesday.html' title='Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116420721801747300</id><published>2006-11-22T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:53:38.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude.</title><content type='html'>I am grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      My God, to whom I can turn any time for support&lt;br /&gt;2)      My wife whose strength is formidable. &lt;br /&gt;3)      My shelter, I have a house that is nice.&lt;br /&gt;4)      My car that it runs and is completely paid for. &lt;br /&gt;5)      My other car, which safely and reliably transports my family&lt;br /&gt;6)      For my Dad who loves me even though we sometimes go weeks between conversations&lt;br /&gt;7)      My mom for her devout faith and love&lt;br /&gt;8)      For my daughter and her lovable innocence&lt;br /&gt;9)      For my son although he tries my every patience on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;10)  For my job which allows me intellectual and temporal freedom ( Who uses the word temporal)&lt;br /&gt;11)  For my friends Stan and Dan and Ronnie and Bill, the Bait Shop Boys, who help me muddle through this existence.&lt;br /&gt;12)  175 Grams of plastic, which has been the catalyst for many a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;13)  Running shoes that really fit well.&lt;br /&gt;14)  For AA, which gives me a blueprint to live my life.&lt;br /&gt;15)  The ability to examine not only my actions but the underlying motivation.&lt;br /&gt;16)  My neighborhood, which celebrates holidays as well as any.&lt;br /&gt;17)  For my friend Toby and the fact that he started Ultimate on the Emerald Coast.&lt;br /&gt;18)  For others in the local area that are willing to give up occasional weekends to go play Ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;19)  For my ability to organize an Ultimate Tournament.&lt;br /&gt;20)  For the simple fact that there are people who take care of my security, both locally and globally such that I can live a life that is removed from simple concerns of food, safety and shelter&lt;br /&gt;21)  There it is…………only took till 21 for me to realize how good I have it.&lt;br /&gt; Gratitude works like a charm……….. Be well my friends and Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116420721801747300?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116420721801747300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116420721801747300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116420721801747300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116420721801747300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude.'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116420517531749607</id><published>2006-11-22T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:19:35.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception as a function of Attitude</title><content type='html'>Attitude = Gratitude for what I have Perception of life is good&lt;br /&gt;Attitude = looking to external sorces , Perception of life is gloomy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling older these days.  It may be in part due to the fact that the kids I play ultimate with all seem faster than me.  That I am not singularly the best player anymore, that being the second pick overall in the Birmingham League is a distant memory.  That playing at Nationals is a remote possibility.  My hair is graying rapidly, my injuries seem to be more serious, healing takes for-freakin ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still run, but the pace seems slower and the effort higher.  This last weekend at the Huntsville tourney, one of the young girls on my team called me a dirty old man when I made some jokes that were off color.  I don’t want to be old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the best marathon of my life a couple months ago but in hindsight it sort of feels like the last hurrah.  (Full stop, self-pity patrol issues a citation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, what a bunch of melancholy bullshit this is.  OK need to shake this one off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to live to be a freakin hundred and that my friends will be old!  I still can carry a team at least a little.&lt;br /&gt;I am my kids hero. &lt;br /&gt;My wife loves me.&lt;br /&gt;My parents, think I am all that and a bag of chips. &lt;br /&gt;They pay me a handsome salary at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in general is very good, however as you can tell, I am having a fight with discontentment and restlessness right now……I’ll try not to be irritable.  Later today I am going to publish a list of things I am grateful for and share it with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That usually gives me perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well, Vaya con Dios&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116420517531749607?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116420517531749607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116420517531749607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116420517531749607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116420517531749607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/perception-as-function-of-attitude.html' title='Perception as a function of Attitude'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116414745657555448</id><published>2006-11-21T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T14:17:36.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Weekend</title><content type='html'>Did I ever mention that I love playing Ultimate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emeraldcoastultimate.com"&gt;www.emeraldcoastultimate.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from playing at the annual Turkey Tourney in Huntsville.  My legs still feel like lead weights.  Running all weekend with the twenty somethings is just a bitch.  The distance muscles used for running are not the same as the fast twitch type that are used during Ultimate play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing, something magical happened during the night on Saturday night at the Tournament, my knee quit hurting....It was like someone had an ice pick in the dang thing on Saturday, but Sunday morning, I took my first few running steps and expected the usual negative reply from the right knee, but nothing, nada, zippo.  KEWL as KEWL can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of the people who went to the tourney are in the military and were saying that they had to do PT on Monday (grumble grumble) so I took about an hour and went for a little recovery run.  It was slow and way more painful than I thought it would be, but hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM AN ATHLETE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN PUSH MY BODY TO LIMITS THAT FEW OTHERS CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH, I suspect there are only a few ultimate players that can run a marathon, however, I bet everyone who was at that tournament could run a 10 K in under an hour.  Ultimate players are just like that.  I will in general put ultimate players cardio fitness up against any other athlete type.  Core strength, which is another animal altogether,  is looming on my fitness horizon.  I personally need to improve my core.  According to Ronnie, as I age, I will injure more easily and if I wish to maintain levels of performance then core strength is crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I TELL YOU HOW MUCH I DISLIKE lifting weights?  I would rather have bamboo shoots under my nails.......... ugh.  but I think he is correct, as evidenced by the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During last weekend's tournament, there were not too many on our team that could put the disc long.  Thus It fell to my choice to put the disc long often and today I think you could rip my arm off and beat me with it and it would hurt just slightly more.  I whine here cause it is all self induced... I did not HAVE to throw that far that often.  OK I do have an appointment with the orthoped in Gulf Breeze in December to review the whole shoulder.  Silberburg says I need to strengthen the joint muscles to hold everything in place, however I need a second opinion, cause if it is gonna require surgury to be better, then so be it lets do it, get it done and on to rehab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see and for tonight, I will try to NOT throw deep very often.  I will work on the crisp passes and precision throws underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not even know what strength exercises to do............ I hate the weight room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS our team did very well this weekend, despite my numerous turnovers.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116414745657555448?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116414745657555448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116414745657555448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116414745657555448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116414745657555448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/ultimate-weekend.html' title='Ultimate Weekend'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116353457470895967</id><published>2006-11-14T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:02:54.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shift in Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pensacolamarathon.com/images/site/header_middle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px" height="71" alt="" src="http://www.pensacolamarathon.com/images/site/header_middle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some of you have known that I was planning on running the Boston Marathon. Obviously if you follow this blog and know anything about running, you'll know that I am not nearly fast enough. I decided to do the run as a fund raiser for Run for Research, but after a serious look at my finances, the fundraising and transportation and lodging would have been prohibitive. Thus I shall stick with the local events for now, or those that I can get to on the company's dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did seem to relieve a lot of pressure I was feeling about fundraising. So I am going to Run the Pensacola Marathon next. It is February 19th. The schedule was going to be for Boston so I am dialing that forward and going to jump in where ever the numbers put me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on Scheduling soon. Hopefully I will be able to put in a few more types of workouts now.&lt;br /&gt;Strides, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm is still bothering me significantly. I am not wanting to go back to the former Doctor for evaluation, as I think she did not do anything. In my opinion, she should have fixed the avulsion fracture. If she had fit everything back together then today I would not be experiencing the pain I have…… perhaps I am wrong. Either way I am frustrated with the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could use a wambulance. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I can run at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116353457470895967?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116353457470895967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116353457470895967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116353457470895967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116353457470895967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/shift-in-plan.html' title='Shift in Plan'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116285363758794327</id><published>2006-11-06T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:53:57.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Time Runs</title><content type='html'>Enjoying the time off.  I will begin again in ernest at the beginning of December.  I am thinking that I want to jump back into sooner as this schedule has Pensacola as a simple long training run for Boston.  I will look at the schedule and see what pops out.  I was considering using the next three weeks to ramp up by doing week 1 2times and week 2 twice and so on until I catch up with the actual training program.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should actually figure out what to do with my shoulder until that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.2 miles 37:45, 9:00 min/mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see the pace drop to about 8:45s or there about in the not too distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday will be Ultimate&lt;br /&gt;I would like to find time for about an 8-10 miler this week sometime just to see if I can still go that far......LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so paranoid that I will lose all of my distance base.  In retrospect, If I had really trained hard, I bet I could melt another 10 minutes off my Marathon time...... Am I willing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116285363758794327?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116285363758794327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116285363758794327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116285363758794327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116285363758794327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunch-time-runs.html' title='Lunch Time Runs'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116197796794560440</id><published>2006-10-27T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:39:27.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo - Got the schedule from the Coach</title><content type='html'>I begin to Train in Dec 1, which according to the coach, is soon enough.  I will be running only as I feel inclined.  This is about 20 miles a week or thereabouts.  This recovery thing is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will do 6 tonight as I have not run the 6 mile loop in some time now.  That route was a staple before Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an Ultimate Tournament in November which will fry me, I am looking forward to that one for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116197796794560440?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116197796794560440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116197796794560440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116197796794560440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116197796794560440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo-hoo-got-schedule-from-coach.html' title='Woo Hoo - Got the schedule from the Coach'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116170077222719972</id><published>2006-10-24T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T07:39:32.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>Dog is sick again bad sick I fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran yesterday for 4.2 in about 38 minutes.  Not bad not world record.  I feel like 9 minute miles are doable even on flat ground.  I feel healed from Steamtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots going on, I have to entertain the CHinese people on the 30th and 31st.  So how do you dress up a foriegn official to trick or treat? HMMMMM Hopefully Juliette will show up to translate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Now I am ready for my schedule from Coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116170077222719972?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116170077222719972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116170077222719972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116170077222719972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116170077222719972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116120327530894825</id><published>2006-10-18T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:27:55.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Ultimate</title><content type='html'>I had one of the best games of Ultimate Frisbee last night that I have had in quite some time.  Lots of running and positive vibes from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran my 4.2 mile loop and walked the last 1/4 mile just because I am supposed to be taking it easy.  I have a coach who is going to help me get a little faster and stay healthy, so I am jazzed about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were heavy today there is still not much spring in my step.  Another easy week is definately in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get Steamtown Marathon Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116120327530894825?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116120327530894825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116120327530894825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116120327530894825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116120327530894825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/great-ultimate.html' title='Great Ultimate'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116075387686502154</id><published>2006-10-13T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T08:37:56.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>Dehydration and the Marathon for me was well let’s just say not pretty.  After the race, I needed, so I thought, just to sit for a few minutes.  Shortly after sitting down, I had to go to the porta-let and wanted something to drink desperately.  I went to the let and had the runs and found that the water was making me nauseous. I was just going to tough it out but was not really thinking all that well.  I did not even stop my time as I crossed the finish line!  I asked Julie, who I later found out was sick herself for a bottle of water.  I was going down hill.  Robia then found us and was so thrilled that I finished on goal time.  She was with us for a few and all I wanted to do was leave.  She went to get the car and I was in and out of the porta-let 5 times.  She called me on the cell and told me where she was parked and I walked the ½ block to the car and tried to get in.  I was Nauseous and cramping like I have never before!  My foot pulled to the side like I have never cramped before…. Totally painful!  It was then that I realized that I needed to do something other than just go back to the Hotel.  I have never been to the Medical tent before and felt like I just wanted to tough it out, but I could tell even in my diminished state that I was not well.  They sat me in a wheelchair and wheeled me to the medics who took the BP and Glucose and temp and assessed dehydration and started an IV.  I took one bag and the BP went from 86/60 to 90/65 and they said I’d need another.  The second bag did the trick 110/80 I think.  Robia, bless her heart was good about taking care of me, while delivering the folks I was riding with back to the hotel at the top of the hill.  By the time she got back, I was much better, color was better etc.  She said I looked terrible after the finish…. A huge thanks to the guys in the Med tent.  (I remember being so cold, I could not stop shaking……I am still not sure if that is the dehydration or great AC in the building… they told me good AC but it seems the fluids I was getting were cold.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My medal picture shows me with my bloody arm where the needle went in.  Told you it would be a little graphic.  Anyhow.  UNDER FOUR HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that!&lt;br /&gt; Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116075387686502154?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116075387686502154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116075387686502154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116075387686502154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116075387686502154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116074956908892649</id><published>2006-10-13T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:26:09.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Race 3:57:09</title><content type='html'>The Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have written this earlier, but I will put all that I can remember down now.&lt;br /&gt;The ride to the race was a little exciting in that we got a flat tire and had to switch cars at a local hotel to get to the start.  We boarded buses and headed up the hill.  We wound up passing the School and freaked everyone out.  The bus got turned around and we found the school.  The porta-let line was not too bad, the temperature was nice.  I used the $4 sweats outfit purchased from the Salvation Army the night before for the beginning of the run.  I lost sight of my traveling companions Dave and Julie, even though we said we’d run together for a while.  Turns out they were within a quarter mile or so the entire race, just never saw them. &lt;br /&gt;Bang goes a big cannon and we were off.  The first few miles were really down hill, and as usual I was just trying to warm up.  The foliage was beautiful and the conversations I was having with people were kind of general there was some hooting and hollering etc.  We got to rolling pretty well by about mile 4 and I settled into a pace that a bit of a stretch but I felt good.  I should not that it appears in an effort to keep runners from sloshing the water out of the cups that they were only filling them a little bit.  This would haunt me later!  I was taking a cup at each station and at mile 6 began taking an egel every 4 miles.  I started with 7 which was perhaps 2 too many.  Oh the biggest problem with the first few miles was my shorts were loaded with cell phone, gels and other items which pulled them down.  I was hiking them up again and again until I finally got the little drawstring tied tight enough.  (There may be no fixing it now)  I had plumber’s butt and was worried for the first 5 miles.  Finally fixed, I could safely discard the jacket I had purchased without offending anyone!  I left my gloves on for a while longer as the Birmingham experience showed me how tough it is to run with frozen fingers….  The pace was pretty steady through mile 10 and the half marathon, with both showing I could break 4 hours.  I knew the end would be a little rough, but that I wanted to make the 4 hours, beat 3:56 if possible!  I kept on trucking along until 20 miles where it was only 6.2 to finish.  And I was under 3 hours!  Woo Hoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say in a marathon there are two races.  The first 20 miles and the last 6.2.  I agree with that as I was tested the last.  Miles 20-23 were not too bad mile 23 and 24 seemed to get sluggish and mile 25 was a bear, the only uphill to speak of, the hydration was gone and the feeling of twitching in the legs at the onset of a cramp, a cramp fantom if you will.  Crept on me.  I tried talking to other runners, who were around me, struggling to maintain the pace, also wanting the 4 hour Mary.  The last hill seemed forever, I was forced to walk for about 2 minutes, the similarity to LA marathon 16 years ago was amazing, I just could not go.  I gave out a loud NO!, and started running again, willing it to be so.  I ran and crested the final hill slowly seeing the finish and realizing that I was going to crush my modern PR but leave that one from LA in tact I ran soaking in the crowd’s noise, I pulled in to the finish pleased with the time.  I was a little worn out, but not aware of my pending problems.  Dehydration is a bugger.  More on that tomorrow, and I will try to not be too graphic.&lt;br /&gt; Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116074956908892649?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116074956908892649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116074956908892649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116074956908892649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116074956908892649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/race-35709.html' title='The Race 3:57:09'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116059646083654104</id><published>2006-10-11T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T12:54:20.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos SteamTown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/1600/48A_2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/320/48A_2665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/1600/1038-5_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/320/1038-5_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/1600/1038-32_7206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/320/1038-32_7206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have my personal photos back yet, however here are the ones that were taken on the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of note, the blood coming out of my arm is real, they put 2 units of fluid in me to bring the BP back from 86/60 to 110/80 Can you say D-E-H-Y-D-R-A-T-I-O-N!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think in talking to some of the folk, that the cups being passed out were not full enough, I was taking one each stop, but the amount in each cup was just an ounce or two.  I think given the day, which was full sun and warm, I should have taken maybe 2X the fluid that I actually did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good finish time of 3:57:04 (1:34less for chip time), however losing that much fluid is dangerous!  I do NOT recommend it.  I only cramped the last mile.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116059646083654104?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116059646083654104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116059646083654104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116059646083654104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116059646083654104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/photos-steamtown.html' title='Photos SteamTown'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116051550606287168</id><published>2006-10-10T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:25:06.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Report for The 2006 Steamtown Marathon Part 1</title><content type='html'>1)      Travel&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that it has been a while since just Robia and I went anywhere together.  Just the two of us.  Now this is not intentional, but an artifact of two little ones.  If you have ‘em you understand, if you don’t, you won’t.  Anyhow, after much planning cajoling and such, Robia agreed that she would go on this vacation/marathon/audit trip with me.  Well the day finally came and we were off.  Thursday, we headed out to the great wide open.  Robia and I packed light, knowing we were to be moving around quite a bit.  Anyhow, we arrived into Philadelphia without to much difficulty and aimed for downtown with no dinner reservations or hotel.  We were winging it, something I usually don’t mind doing when left on my own, however I was a little bit off as I found it hard to travel with Robia in that fashion.  The place were I had kind of thought we would eat did not go over with Robia, she wanted something else, it was just not the right spot!  We wound up finding a little sushi place that was OK with respect to Sushi, and we drove around the sites in Philly for a while, we saw the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall ( they look just like they do at Disney!).  Once we had dinner we set off to find a place to sleep.  Nothing seemed to suit us as all we could find was a budget hotel with no working elevator and a room on the fourth floor.  It turns out that former presidents Bush and Clinton were there on a fundraiser.  We could have seen Bon Jovi for a mere $10K, whoa, a little outta my league.  I was feeling ok so we set sail for Scranton, it seemed the logical thing to do.  It was a pretty easy drive as the expressway was not too crowded at night.  No one else was silly enough to drive at that time of night.  We arrived to a Holiday Inn and got a room.  Fine enough a little rough around the edges, but what the heck.  We got in and tumbled into bed for the night.  We woke to some swimming and nice workout in the Gym and packed to get to the Bischwind.  On the way we went to a meeting where there were about 45 people.  We left there and went to the Bed and Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have not been to a B&amp;B before, so I did not know what to expect.  But I can say whole-heartedly, that I thoroughly enjoyed it.  &lt;a href="http://www.bischwind.com/"&gt;www.bischwind.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116051550606287168?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116051550606287168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116051550606287168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116051550606287168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116051550606287168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/race-report-for-2006-steamtown.html' title='Race Report for The 2006 Steamtown Marathon Part 1'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-116049874288662011</id><published>2006-10-10T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T09:45:43.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results at SteamTown</title><content type='html'>1:34 to cross the start line, 1:34&lt;br /&gt;8:38 mile 1 total 10:13&lt;br /&gt;8:34 mile 2 total18:47&lt;br /&gt;16:42 miles 3 and 4 total35:30&lt;br /&gt;16:34 miles 5 and 6 total52:04&lt;br /&gt;8:45 mile 7 total 1:00:50&lt;br /&gt;8:35 mile 8 total 1:09:25&lt;br /&gt;17:41 mile 9 and 10 total 1:27:06&lt;br /&gt;9:02 mile 11 total 1:36:09&lt;br /&gt;9:01 mile 12 total 1:45:11&lt;br /&gt;9:04 mile 13 total1:54:15&lt;br /&gt;1:55:10 for the half mary&lt;br /&gt;16:38 mile 14 and 15 total 2:11:48&lt;br /&gt;8:57 mile 16 total2:20:46&lt;br /&gt;9:00 mile 17 total 2:29:46&lt;br /&gt;9:17 mile 18 total 2:39:04&lt;br /&gt;18:37 mile 19 and 20  total 2:57:41&lt;br /&gt;18:22 mile 21 and 22 total 3:16:03&lt;br /&gt;9:15 mile 23 total3:25:19&lt;br /&gt;19:20 mile 24 and 25 3:44:40&lt;br /&gt;12:29  mile 26.2 finish 3:57:09 &lt;---- had to walk a bit was totally spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern PR Hurrary&lt;br /&gt;4:21:11&lt;br /&gt;3:57:09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Modern Record by 24:02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:18:02 (Not sure what this is?) I think this is when I hit the thing after IV fluids!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-116049874288662011?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/116049874288662011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=116049874288662011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116049874288662011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/116049874288662011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/10/results-at-steamtown.html' title='Results at SteamTown'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115962864149638246</id><published>2006-09-30T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:13:42.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.destin-fwb.com/images/backgrounds/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://www.destin-fwb.com/images/backgrounds/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last day of September.   Few people are on the beaches now, I really like this time of year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Norhtwest Florida it takes until this time of year to truly feel the presence of Fall. Football has started, Go Rams, Go Alabama and Go UCLA! This year, I am pulling for the Pheonix Cardinals except for when they play the Rams. You see each year I have a Pro team that I pull for to be a cinderella story. I am sort of pulling fo rthe Lions, but sheesh they are such perinnieal losers.....and Detroit, I don't think there is much positive about Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for Running, our neighborhood's Garden CLub meets this coming Monday and my plan all along has been to incorporate them into the mix on how to raise money from our neighborhood for the Boston Marathon Experience. I suppose I should go to the meeting to pitch my idea and see if there are ideas and support from that arena. Each year our Neighborhood has a "Yard Sale" I Think that specific publicity and making it as big as possible would be cool then get folks to pledge some percentage of the money they make from the yard sale...... Anyhow perhaps some ideas could be set on that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a great Neighborhood. It is part of the reason I am still here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115962864149638246?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115962864149638246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115962864149638246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115962864149638246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115962864149638246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-day-of-september.html' title='Last Day of September'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115955826626867755</id><published>2006-09-29T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:31:06.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running for the sake of running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.livingbeing.com/photogallery/BEACH%20AND%20SKY-FLORIDA%206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.livingbeing.com/photogallery/BEACH%20AND%20SKY-FLORIDA%206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang today was the most beautiful day for running in months. One of those days where the sun is out but not beating on you. The humidity was low, which for Florida is a big deal. I ran in visor, MP3 player and raceready shorts. The neighbors might not like it, but I did not care. The time was pretty good, just a month ago I would have been euphoric with it, so I am still improving at 38:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have broken in the new shoes well enough to give them the nod. THis Sunday's 10 miler will determine. They have to be perfectly comfortable or they are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I am feeling the effect of taper, with additional energy and a real Desire to run forever...... LOL.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rest Daniel-san, says Mr. Miyagi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We leave next Thursday and spend a day in Philadelphia, then Drive to the Pocono's to the Bischwind.  (Doesn't that just sound cool).  I hope Robia enjoys herself as I think she is feeling shortchanged that her weekend is associated with a marathon.  I suppose a weekend associated with a Marathon is better than no weekend.  I would still like to do another one before Pensacola, who knows maybe I will find one somewhere...... HEHEHEHEHEmmmmmmmwwwwwhahahahahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai Out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115955826626867755?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115955826626867755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115955826626867755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115955826626867755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115955826626867755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/running-for-sake-of-running.html' title='Running for the sake of running'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115921878279726807</id><published>2006-09-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:13:59.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Down the Road Trying to Loosen My Load...</title><content type='html'>Today was a nice run at lunch. I can tell that I am tapering now because the running is feeling pretty easy. I mean Lunch run of 36:45 is scootin’ and it did not feel difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the home stretch and I have a “hot spot on the bottom of my right foot. It concerns me only a little as I do not want to get a blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are pretty calm for the most part, but October is looking busy. Robia and I are trying to keep things simple right now to avoid burnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about running is that it can be done at any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115921878279726807?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115921878279726807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115921878279726807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115921878279726807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115921878279726807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/running-down-road-trying-to-loosen-my.html' title='Running Down the Road Trying to Loosen My Load...'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115880801815177103</id><published>2006-09-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:06:58.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/1600/000_0051.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1825/2040/320/000_0051.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK here is me with my technical shirt and happy as a lark to have made the Disney Marathon in 4:20:21.  I need to remember that not every race brings a better time.  and that is OK.  Just run for fun.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK is anybody buying this nonsense?  Not me baby, I am gonna beat that time if only by a little bit.  I am oficially tapering now although I am not sure what for, I have not put in the miles required to NEED a taper.  But I shall take one nontheless.  I still get to do a 14 and a 10 before the Marathon so I should not go to crazy and as always I will be playing Ultimate Frisbee, which keeps me somewhat sane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I ran a 2 mile loosen up run, more of a rest day really&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just at 20 mins so 10 minutes per mile.  I am looking to go at 9:30 pace for the marathon.  Good Luck to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai Out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115880801815177103?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115880801815177103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115880801815177103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115880801815177103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115880801815177103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-here-is-me-with-my-technical-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115860277565468979</id><published>2006-09-18T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:06:15.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Long Run of 20+ Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.steamtownmarathon.com/images/maralogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.steamtownmarathon.com/images/maralogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran on Saturday Night/ Sunday morning. And ran and ran and ran. This was to be the 22-23 mile run which ended up being 22.81. It took me 4 hours and 10 minutes. My Marathons have thus far been 4:20s. Now without getting all wrapped around the axle, I was hoping that my time would have been better than marathon pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the combination layoff, broken shoulder, not done a marathon since February has caught up with me. Not to be outdone, I am going to try to do better than the 4:20. In fact here it is, I am printing the pace band, Official projection, Goal, etc etc….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish between 4:00 and 4:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This give me a lot of room upside while it is still a stretch goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will run my last two long runs at the pace I hope to have at SteamTown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK looking at the 4:00, I am panicked, it seems too fast and a recipe for disaster. SO here is the plan, Run the first half at the 4:15 pace and try to improve with a negative split. Any improvement will be from the half to the barn or just stay with the 4:15….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that’s enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new shoes the other day and ran 2 miles in them today, they felt fantastic. I know you should never ever take new shoes to a Marathon. But what constitutes new? My 22 miler the other night was run on the yellow pair, they felt a little flat in the toe box if truth be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan, I am going to run the last two longish runs on the new ones and if they work ok, then I will use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mileage left is about 60 miles. They could be broken in by then… we’ll see. I am not making a plan now, except to keep the yello pair, which are already broken in set to go. Not using them unless the new pair cant go. SO oranges are the backup pair with the new ones as the lead. LOL all this to choose my shoes, sheesh, I sound so “Amelda Marcos.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nutrition will be gels every 3 miles starting at mile six so&lt;br /&gt;6, 9, 12, 15, 18, 21, 24. I don’t want to carry that many so I need to find out from the race director if they will be on the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;br /&gt;It feels great to feel excited about this race.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115860277565468979?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115860277565468979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115860277565468979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115860277565468979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115860277565468979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-long-run-of-20-miles.html' title='Last Long Run of 20+ Miles'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115841911013944192</id><published>2006-09-16T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T08:05:10.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.heartratemonitor.bz/assets/images/timex_5e681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://www.heartratemonitor.bz/assets/images/timex_5e681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Timex, GPS system either died from a bad battery or from being drops for the tenth time. GRRR. I ran the other night for about 1:45 and felt pretty good, but had no way of knowing how far. Tonight I will be doing the 22 miler that I have been putting off. I can not put it off any longer. It is time. I have rested the last two days, eaten pretty well and am as ready as I can be at this point. SO just do it eh. I have to find out if I have the ability to go the distance. Steamtown is one month away and I feel woefully unprepared. I wish I had another race on the schedule, however, I guess this will have to do for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115841911013944192?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115841911013944192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115841911013944192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115841911013944192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115841911013944192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/technology.html' title='Technology'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115834562393248115</id><published>2006-09-15T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T11:40:23.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://liverteam.org/images/RFR_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://liverteam.org/images/RFR_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I talked about doing Boston, but never realized I could do it without being a lightening bolt runner. Well I found a way. I am going to run for Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liverteam.org"&gt;www.liverteam.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about this, nervous and excited, nervous about raising the money and excited to have the opportunity to run THE BOSTON Marathon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... How cool is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited to publish this post until they charged me the entry fee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Later&lt;br /&gt;Curtai out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out how many houses there are in my neighborhood  200 at 10 bucks each is $2000 hehehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115834562393248115?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115834562393248115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115834562393248115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115834562393248115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115834562393248115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/boston.html' title='Boston'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115815695357398646</id><published>2006-09-13T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T07:15:53.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel determined again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.poster.net/anonymous/anonymous-attitude-9913148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.poster.net/anonymous/anonymous-attitude-9913148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why, but today and last night I found a little bit of determination. I believe that I will be OK. Not fast, but OK. I need simply to put in a 22 miler this weekend. Simple. I ran for about an hour before ultimate last night and felt good. I was good with my diet last night. That helps me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, when I am disciplined and do the things I need to do, I feel better about myself and thus have more energy, which allows me to do what I need to do + some of what I want to do. When I am not feeling good, I relapse into bad habits, eating like Crap, not running, not motivated to get the things done that need doing.... Both of these states of being are self perpetuating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny I have long held that attitude is the driving animal in my life, however there are times when the action is the predessessor to attitude. Hmmmm. Go figure. Way too deep today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intent is to do a buttload of laundry tonight and a 8 mile run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to get the new pair of running shoes, perhaps not, I will run with the yellow ones in the Marathon.  SO this weekend I will run them 22 to make sure they are oK.  Then shelf them till the race.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be well.  Curtai Out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115815695357398646?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115815695357398646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115815695357398646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115815695357398646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115815695357398646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-determined-again.html' title='I feel determined again'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115810065177205348</id><published>2006-09-12T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:37:31.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamtown Feels Like a Locamotive</title><content type='html'>Heading my way!  I have unfortunately capitulated to the fact that I am only running for a finish that day as I have not piled up the miles necessary to perform like I want to.  38 days is not nearly enough time to fix what is not right.  I simply will show up and do the best I can.  I do understand and respect the distance, but I can not bring back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now what to do, Run Forest Run!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115810065177205348?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115810065177205348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115810065177205348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115810065177205348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115810065177205348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/09/steamtown-feels-like-locamotive.html' title='Steamtown Feels Like a Locamotive'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115625433236116198</id><published>2006-08-22T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:45:32.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>Been a little busy.&lt;br /&gt;Life is Nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is about 8 pounds heavy.&lt;br /&gt;My runs are about 15 seconds per mile slower.&lt;br /&gt;My trip to the Poconos is in Jepordy.&lt;br /&gt;My Motorcycle obsession is mostly gone.&lt;br /&gt;My dizziness is mostly gone, MRI results pending.&lt;br /&gt;Work life is Crazy, we are getting corporate "help" and that is always a dangerous thing!&lt;br /&gt;My runs have been mostly 4-5 miles which is ok for fitness, not so ok for Marathon training.  I am a little worried that I have not put in the miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be a 20 miler without question.&lt;br /&gt;I have chub rub, which is the irritating 8 pounds that I can not seem to let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164 today, Looking for a 1/2 lb per day reduction. Very doable!&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115625433236116198?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115625433236116198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115625433236116198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115625433236116198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115625433236116198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115454339476057076</id><published>2006-08-02T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:29:54.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little closer to mentally stable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wonderquest.com/images/2003-12-26-running-in-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://www.wonderquest.com/images/2003-12-26-running-in-rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I tipped the scales at 161.5 which is about 5 pounds heavy for marathon for me. I felt a little smell of resolve about me as I went about my morning. I felt today like I could in fact go the distance, even though I have not run yet today. I think it is the fact that I broke 40 minutes in a downpour yesterday on my 4.3 mile run. You can do the math and see that I am not fast, however I may become faster with some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a point to seek out a friend of mine who will coach me through the &lt;a href="http://www.steamtownmarathon.com/"&gt;Steamtown Marathon&lt;/a&gt; and through the February Pensacola Marathon. Hopefully by the time I run Steamtown I will have been accepted to &lt;a href="http://liverteam.org"&gt;Run for Research&lt;/a&gt; Team and will participate in the Boston Marathon. I might one day actually qualify, but for now I need to be content with “fundraising” my way in. We’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I would like to run 8 tonight, but the fact that Joshua Never is going to sleep until 9:30 or 10:00 is making it ever more difficult to Run in the PM. I am considering shifting the whole schedule to become a morning runner. I can start each day at 3 am and go from there I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet 4.3 miles in Heavy Rain 39:50, Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well and God Bless,Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115454339476057076?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115454339476057076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115454339476057076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115454339476057076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115454339476057076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-closer-to-mentally-stable.html' title='A little closer to mentally stable'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115446324285889609</id><published>2006-08-01T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:14:02.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in The Rain</title><content type='html'>Running in the gutter and heavy Florida Rain and still 39:50 under 40 mins is good.  I may be making a comback.  I need to do a long run soon, perhaps one morning this week, perhaps Friday Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like Fun 20 Miles here I come again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115446324285889609?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115446324285889609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115446324285889609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115446324285889609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115446324285889609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/08/running-in-rain.html' title='Running in The Rain'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115402819361829999</id><published>2006-07-27T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:23:13.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name of this picture is Malam.jpg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sabah.gov.my/pnita/malam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sabah.gov.my/pnita/malam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How nice is this picture, the name Malam is not as uncommon as I once thought.  There are a number of us out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 4.3 at lunch today in the heat at 45 min.  Not bad, feel pretty good.  I need a long one this weekend.  I would like to get a coach for my running as well to motivate me and keep me in line for the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a sub 4 hour marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115402819361829999?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115402819361829999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115402819361829999' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115402819361829999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115402819361829999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/name-of-this-picture-is-malamjpg.html' title='Name of this picture is Malam.jpg'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115386652764851814</id><published>2006-07-25T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:28:47.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Miles on Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.graphics-galore.com/images/Abstracts,%20etc/Abstracts,%20etc-2/Marathon%20Runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.graphics-galore.com/images/Abstracts,%20etc/Abstracts,%20etc-2/Marathon%20Runner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy Howdy do my legs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Holy crapola, it is Tuesday and I am wondering how the hell I am going to run for Ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;Its all good because I am an athlete, strong and able, even if my balance is a bit off. I am going to run Scranton and do well. I know this.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with all of you, it is a short post today, but soon I have to tell you about old friends coming to visit. What a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Vaya Con Dios,&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115386652764851814?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115386652764851814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115386652764851814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115386652764851814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115386652764851814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/15-miles-on-sunday.html' title='15 Miles on Sunday'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115323090267840795</id><published>2006-07-18T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:55:02.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle on Hold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.weathervanesonly.com/item_Images/710%20motorcycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://www.weathervanesonly.com/item_Images/710%20motorcycle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorcycle is on hold till after the first of the year. I will explain why sometime when I am able to concentrate without being dizzy! For now sufficed to say, we are taking an obsession break. Perhaps I can again concentrate on running. Scranton is coming on quickly and although it is a down hillish course, it could get ugly if I am not trained up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the schedule, I should be running a 14 this weekend. Hey this is OK, I am still OK. I was really worried about not being on pace, but I can do a 14 at lunch today (If I take a three Hour Lunch!) WHew, that makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I have 13 weeks left and according to the literature I have read, roughly 5-7 more dizzy days with BPPV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this finds you well and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115323090267840795?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115323090267840795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115323090267840795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115323090267840795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115323090267840795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/motorcycle-on-hold.html' title='Motorcycle on Hold'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115296788002372450</id><published>2006-07-15T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T05:51:20.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.godmonkey.com/images/barf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" height="135" alt="" src="http://www.godmonkey.com/images/barf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMif54rhEH7EAeemjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=137iis92a/EXP=1153053817/**http://www.orangevillavet.com/images/video_otoscopy/Chronic-middle-ear-infectio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="146" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMif54rhEH7EAeemjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=137iis92a/EXP=1153053817/**http%3a//www.orangevillavet.com/images/video_otoscopy/Chronic-middle-ear-infectio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMiF44rhElEgA73qjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=125rerjjd/EXP=1153053688/**http://www.demonhood.com/pixels/images/dizzyP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="98" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMiF44rhElEgA73qjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=125rerjjd/EXP=1153053688/**http%3a//www.demonhood.com/pixels/images/dizzyP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="174" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMiP94bhEoRQBFZSjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12q109lms/EXP=1153053565/**http%3a//www.claybroadcastnetwork.homestead.com/files/Eyewitness/flu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dizzy-Curt&lt;br /&gt;Barf- Sierra&lt;br /&gt;URI-Robia&lt;br /&gt;Ear Infection - Josh&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you, being Dizzy for no apparent reason is freaky! I do not drink but I have had a few in my time. This is what it feels like. BPPV is supposed to last for a while 8-10 days, I will say that the internet yielded some good results as I found some excersizes that are intended to move the otoliths (ear rocks) to the anterior canals in the ears which is not the balance center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I feel a little better today and if the improvement continues the same for tomorrow then I will be stoked. The entire family has fallen apart in the last couple weeks. Robia is messing with a Upper Respertory thingy with her current TX may be making the immune system a little less responsive. Sierra was sick with something she ate, Joshua has a double ear infection! Sheesh, when it rains it pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well,&lt;br /&gt;Vaya Con Dios&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115296788002372450?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115296788002372450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115296788002372450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115296788002372450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115296788002372450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling better'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115291230637524334</id><published>2006-07-14T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T14:25:06.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tchain.com/otoneurology/images/bppv-otoconia-cd.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.tchain.com/otoneurology/images/bppv-otoconia-cd.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo (BPPV) dizziness is thought to be due to debris which has collected within a part of the inner ear. This debris can be thought of as "ear rocks", although the formal name is "otoconia". Ear rocks are small crystals of calcium carbonate derived from a structure in the ear called the "utricle" (figure1 ). While the saccule also contains otoconia, they are not able to migrate into the canal system. The utricle may have been damaged by head injury, infection, or other disorder of the inner ear, or may have degenerated because of advanced age. Normally otoconia appear to have a slow turnover. They are probably dissolved naturally as well as actively reabsorbed by the "dark cells" of the labyrinth (Lim, 1973, 1984), which are found adjacent to the utricle and the crista, although this idea is not accepted by all (&lt;a href="http://www.tchain.com/otoneurology/disorders/bppv/bppv_recent.htm"&gt;see Zucca, 1998&lt;/a&gt;, and Buckingham, 1999).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just lovely, Lovely LOVELY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From EYE hell to ear hell, could be worse, I could live in Bagdad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curtai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115291230637524334?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115291230637524334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115291230637524334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115291230637524334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115291230637524334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-benign-paroxysmal-positional.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115221846196860197</id><published>2006-07-06T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:41:01.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/M50K7_Violet_151236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/M50K7_Violet_151236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me why I am so obsessive? I have had it in my head now for a month or so, that I need a motorcycle, rephrase, I want one. BAD. What does that have to do with the running blog. Well in a word the same nut that drives me to marathon distances, also makes me want to hit the open road on a bike,,,, I can see out on the road, in charge of my own destiny, only having to worry about the next gas station or water table...... get the comparison. I can be mentally on the open road in a pair of running shoes as easily as I could have 100 Horses between my legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too funny, I am just freakin hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to write more, really I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be brave.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115221846196860197?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115221846196860197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115221846196860197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115221846196860197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115221846196860197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/07/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115092001433383715</id><published>2006-06-21T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:00:14.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO you ever get to spread out to accomplish anything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.virtualcities.com/ons/pa/p/pap6602g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.virtualcities.com/ons/pa/p/pap6602g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been the state of my mind lately. I can not seem to get my mind around the tasks ahead of me. I am putting things out of order in my life. Sequencing is key normally to my success, however when I have a big one in front of me, task, decision, etc, it seems that I get twisted into inaction. I despise that. In fact I sit here blogging when in fact, I should be looking at training procedures. guh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think i have cleared the decks on a couple of these. I have completed my travel arrangements to the Poconos in October for the foliage change! Woo Hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be staying in the Blue Room at the Bischwind Inn Bed and Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bischwind.com"&gt;www.bischwind.com&lt;/a&gt;, which this should be a nice weekend. Marathon included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.steamtownmarathon.com"&gt;www.steamtownmarathon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115092001433383715?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115092001433383715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115092001433383715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115092001433383715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115092001433383715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-you-ever-get-to-spread-out-to.html' title='DO you ever get to spread out to accomplish anything?'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115081121327017240</id><published>2006-06-20T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:46:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has Evloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cx500c.de/cx_prospekte/1981_05_p_cx500c_fr_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cx500c.de/cx_prospekte/1981_05_p_cx500c_fr_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a simple scooter that I want to scoot around on, to a full motorcycle. It is not a fancy nor big, but a motorcycle nontheless. Robia was sure to mention the slide into the motorcycle. She says that it is a little stressful for her. I will be careful, wear a helmet and not go too fast. Millions of people ride motorcycles all the time, they don't all get into hellish wrecks. Most of the time, paying attention is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I ran last night a short one, but ran all the same. Not fast, I did not even time it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all set for the Marathon in OCtober in the Poconos, but am surely questioning the Race in September in TUpelo. I may simply not be ready, unless I pull my head out right this minute with diet and discipline. (neither of which is my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see, the Tupelo Marathon is one that I can wait to sign up for until the last minute if need be. Now that sounds like a person who is NOT committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just go slower for this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115081121327017240?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115081121327017240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115081121327017240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115081121327017240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115081121327017240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-evloved.html' title='It has Evloved'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115039348572259289</id><published>2006-06-15T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T10:44:45.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was able to get in 10 last night but it was very hot and I was soaked through.  I was at a snail's pace, but I put 'em in.  10.37 Mi in 1:47 about 10:23 pace (SLOW!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran two today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up and sent to money for the Steamtown Marathon in Scranton PA, Oct 8.  THis will coincide with an audit I must accomplish, so I will have free airfare.  Robia has said she will go as well so we can make a long weekend of it.  THat is if she's willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know a good Bed and Breakfast in Scranton, PA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing to do is send the money off for the Tupelo, MS Marathon.  Which is Sept 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115039348572259289?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115039348572259289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115039348572259289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115039348572259289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115039348572259289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-able-to-get-in-10-last-night-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115032280480733049</id><published>2006-06-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:06:44.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate</title><content type='html'>Finally the running legs are coming back.  I do not want to go through that again!&lt;br /&gt;I intend to run 10 tonight, we'll see once I get the kiddies put to bed, what my mental state is...&lt;br /&gt;If I can get out the door by 9:00 then I may go, if not then not, I may opt to wake up Super Early.  3:30 I should say would about do it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Freakin early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115032280480733049?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115032280480733049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115032280480733049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115032280480733049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115032280480733049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/ultimate.html' title='Ultimate'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115013624094742540</id><published>2006-06-12T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:17:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Far at Lunch</title><content type='html'>I have an hour for lunch and I really like to run at lunch.  There is something about the midday heat and being able to run then that makes me feel stronger.  Today I ran to the Triathlon store and picked up a new pair of sun glasses for $10.  It is just about a 5k each way.&lt;br /&gt;I managed 30:37 going and 33:25 on the return It was Hot out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is it was just too far.  I can neatly manage about 4.3 miles with a quick lunch shower and everything.  The extra two miles stressed me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super jazzed about the 14 on Saturday, I may try to do a 15 this Sunday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115013624094742540?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115013624094742540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115013624094742540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115013624094742540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115013624094742540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-far-at-lunch.html' title='Too Far at Lunch'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-115007688956384657</id><published>2006-06-11T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:48:09.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy Joy Joy</title><content type='html'>OK, I went for the worlds slowest distance run yesterday, but guess what I went 14 miles, how cool is that, I have not been that far since I broke my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;14 Mi 2:33 with lots of little stops etc for water.&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was mid day heat here in FLA, so temp was 85-90F during the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pleased with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been running each day and having a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai Out for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-115007688956384657?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/115007688956384657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=115007688956384657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115007688956384657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/115007688956384657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='happy happy Joy Joy'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114953649307566641</id><published>2006-06-05T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:41:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, I have been Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mud.mm-a3.yimg.com/image/770541111"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="146" alt="" src="http://mud.mm-a3.yimg.com/image/770541111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wild. I have been watching Joshua for the last week or so as Robia has been out of town, first to a professional conference, the last weekend to a Charity Fundraiser. Both of these are awesome events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was away I did manage to get in a few runs at lunch and a couple races. Our local races, the GATE to Gate and Billy Bowleggs are tow short distance events 4.4 and 3.1 miles respectively. I posted a 35:47 for the Billy Bowleggs, which is not too bad. I could definately tell that I was in Marathon training as the sprint pace was just not there like last year when I did a 29+ change. No big deals though as I really just concentrated on enjoying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the BB run, I posted a 25:40 or so but that is with a kid in a jogger. I could not find a sitter for Joshua, so he went with. The way this run is, that I just walked for the first minute exactly then took off. This allowed nearly the entire field to get out in front of me a thin out. The added benefit is that I was passing people for the entire race, while rarely being passed. I have to say that I really do prefer to be the passer rather than the passee. I heard second hand some people grumbling about getting passed by an Old man with a stroller. While I want to encourage everyone to have fun, I am not going to give up the occasional jogger run to keep them from getting sad about beig passed by a stroller. Perhaps they should train a little harder. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I ran last week at lunch and clocked a sub 40, today it was 37:15 (nice) I was pleased with this as to run faster, I have to run faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea of how the racing schedule is going to go for the fall. Much depends on how Robia is feeling, so nothing is written in stone!&lt;br /&gt;Possibles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept - Tupelo&lt;br /&gt;October - Steamtown, Harrisburg, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;November - NY City If I get a lottery entry, in which case I will cancel any run in October in New England as I will be going up there as part of an Audit for work.&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, there is ultimate frisbee tournaments to consider.&lt;br /&gt;April of 07 perhaps, Boston if I can raise the cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know how to tell when a pair of shoes need to be replaced?  I have three pairs that I rotate.  Old Blues are about a year old and have lots of long runs and 2 marathons on them&lt;br /&gt;Oranges are the middle in terms of age, no marathons, probably would be good for rest of summer, Finally, the kids have around 100 miles on them, just broken in nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOr the sake of this post I am going to try to track the shoes miles,&lt;br /&gt;Blues will start at 300 miles&lt;br /&gt;Oranges at 200&lt;br /&gt;and yellows at 100, Shoes to be retired from racing and training at 400 miles. I know this is kind of arbitrary but I do not want to risk injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was blues&lt;br /&gt;B304, O200, Y100  &lt;----- THis is how the shoe distance will look.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114953649307566641?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114953649307566641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114953649307566641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114953649307566641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114953649307566641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-i-have-been-quiet.html' title='Sorry, I have been Quiet'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114902744523998081</id><published>2006-05-30T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T15:17:25.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all, it has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been running more regularly now and enjoying it very much.  The shoulder is progressing at a reasonable rate and I have pain only infrequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran 4.4 Mile gate to gate run at Eglin AFB.  THat was pretty cool as I finished cruising at 8 min miles.  I do have to say though that I was sad by about mile 3 as the race was nearly over.  What's up with that?  I could have run harder, but why...... I guess I am just a distance junkie.  Anything that short is just a warm-up I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.4 miles 35:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114902744523998081?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114902744523998081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114902744523998081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114902744523998081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114902744523998081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-all-it-has-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114831119523000142</id><published>2006-05-22T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:46:37.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Retreat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.logcabinhideaways.com/images/cabin.lark.l.lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.logcabinhideaways.com/images/cabin.lark.l.lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go for the weekend up to a friends house on a lake in Defuniak Springs. The lake was spring fed, cold but clear. I have to say the Dan, Ronnie, Bill, Stan and I had a very nice time. Relaxing and talking about our wives mostly. Oh and eating Man Food. I have not had this much protein in one weekend in months. Steak and sausage and eggs and potatoes etc… I will say it was good, every heart clogging bite. He is what was funny, I went for a run, a little 5 mile diddy and I was aweful, I was barely trotting and felt like I had NO ENERGY. I do not like that at all. It is just this, my body does not run well on a high protein and carbohydrate diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to the cabin and was completely spent. It was warm but I can usually manage 5 miles even in 90-100F heat without too much difficulty. But I finished. Last night I set out for a 6 mile run and could only manage about 2.5 again, I was just spent. I ate properly this morning, I will run 4.3 at lunch and perhaps again tonight to put in some miles. We’ll see how I feel then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran at lunch and felt better than Saturday by a long shot.  I am still pokey feeling though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well, run well have fun,&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114831119523000142?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114831119523000142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114831119523000142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114831119523000142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114831119523000142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-retreat.html' title='Weekend Retreat..'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114798955968270296</id><published>2006-05-18T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:59:19.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.3 Today</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am pretty pleased, the miles are getting easier.&lt;br /&gt;This is much faster than before.&lt;br /&gt;6.3 last night and 4.3 today at lunch&lt;br /&gt;I will aim for and 8 miler this weekend as I climb toward Tupelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not writing much down right now, but what the heck at least I am still posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More interesting stuff will come out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114798955968270296?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114798955968270296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114798955968270296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114798955968270296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114798955968270296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/43-today.html' title='4.3 Today'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114787406624720642</id><published>2006-05-17T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:41:55.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate was Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.active.com/images/upimages/gate11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand" height="265" alt="" src="http://www.active.com/images/upimages/gate11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have those days where your physical level elevates a little. Last night was like that. My sprinting during Ultimate Firsbee, which I use to really abuse my body, actually for cross training, was great. Anyhow I was running and throwing pretty well. I was not catching as well as I'd like, but the feeling was there, catch with my right hand and all will be well. But I noticed that I was separating and that my acceleration was good. Now this is as far removed from the distance running pace as I can get. I substitue it each week for a 5 mile run. Am I robbing myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do strength training each morning with the therabands to increase the range and flexibility of the muscels for my shoulder. SLowly getting better each day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I will do 6+ tonight and we'll go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many miles and not a lot of time to put them in before the TUpelo Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;I am signing up for my two local runs, Billy Bowleggs Midnight 5K and the Gate to Gate run on Eglin Air Force Base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114787406624720642?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114787406624720642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114787406624720642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114787406624720642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114787406624720642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/ultimate-was-good.html' title='Ultimate was Good'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114749710479453586</id><published>2006-05-12T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:11:44.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Hold the presses Murray, Two Days in a Row!</title><content type='html'>WOW yesterday 4.5 miles and today 6.3 or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe 6.3 tonight was under the Full moon and soooo Beautful.  I was slow but I do not care, I finished.  I did not walk to that really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:06:03&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114749710479453586?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114749710479453586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114749710479453586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114749710479453586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114749710479453586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok-hold-presses-murray-two-days-in-row.html' title='OK Hold the presses Murray, Two Days in a Row!'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114737930137743937</id><published>2006-05-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:28:21.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Steps Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sfist.com/archives/images/first_steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="114" alt="" src="http://www.sfist.com/archives/images/first_steps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's weird, right now as I sit here running 10 miles sounds kinda scary. I ran today at lunch for 4.5 or there abouts and my legs are achy and I feel all whiney and I think I need a wambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to rebuild my crumbled capacity. It seems that I am again starting from zero, well ain't that a kick in the teeth. I was looking at the length and the miles I need to build in order to get to Marathon distances again and I am not sure I have the time. I mean the 10% rule should apply to avoid injury right, so if my weekly totals for the last few weeks have been 10 miles then no more than 11 this week..... That is not gonna make it friends. September 3 will be here fast, but I do have 18 weeks, so it IS possible, My goal for this week is simply to get out the door and run 6 days.Next Rest day should be Next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle hurts from rolling it last week, it still feels swollen and tender to the touch so I will have to be a little gentle. Drink my waters and eat properly and I should lose these injury pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weight 164, Goal 156.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole idea of a scooter has worn off, I can not imagine riding around in this traffic with these Florida drivers! + I can't keep the kids in place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114737930137743937?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114737930137743937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114737930137743937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114737930137743937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114737930137743937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-steps-again.html' title='First Steps Again'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114728342800822983</id><published>2006-05-10T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T10:50:28.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tupelorunningclub.homestead.com/tp.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tupelo in September! HOT HOT HOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Here is the Idea, I am going to try for the Tupelo Marathon. It is close enough for me to get in gear and far enough out to survive. The last 3 months of rehab have seen my distance ablility reduced so I will have to build it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to lose 6-7 lbs to be back at running weight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon, I have Management Review to do for work.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114728342800822983?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114728342800822983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114728342800822983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114728342800822983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114728342800822983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/05/tupelo-in-september-hot-hot-hot-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114625463463053878</id><published>2006-04-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:03:54.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Coming Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.premierkites.de/produktabbildungen/windfairys_300/7012_3_flying_runner_aqua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" height="527" alt="" src="http://www.premierkites.de/produktabbildungen/windfairys_300/7012_3_flying_runner_aqua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joy of the run, purely for running. It has been a while. Between the hell of rehab and the post Marathon blues, it has been a struggle. I went for a two mile run on wednesday and a four miler on Thursday. Neither time was fast, but I did enjoy myself. There was a point where I hit the magic trip point where the run from being a slog, where each step requires effort, to an experience where I feel the sun shining, see the trees lazily blowing in the breeze and feel that little spring right at the end of toe-off. Those who understand the difference understand running for no other purpose than it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra has about 3 different productions she is in over the next three days... 1 show Fri night, 2 Saturday, 2 Sunday and one on Monday. I am tired just thinking about it. This is mi vida loca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well Vaya con Dios,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114625463463053878?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114625463463053878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114625463463053878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114625463463053878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114625463463053878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-coming-back.html' title='Its Coming Back'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114580124509197852</id><published>2006-04-23T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T07:07:25.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will someone please tell me why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9iby6BuiUtE7GIAzSyjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1336h28q8/EXP=1145887470/**http://allmusic.galeon.com/caratulas/l/led_zeppelin_-_led_zeppelin_IV-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9iby6BuiUtE7GIAzSyjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1336h28q8/EXP=1145887470/**http%3a//allmusic.galeon.com/caratulas/l/led_zeppelin_-_led_zeppelin_IV-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magickalrecords.net/images/ledzeppeliniv.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is fitness so hard to obtain and so easy to lose? I mean, just 10 weeks ago I would get up on Sunday and run 22 miles to a 6:30 AM Sunrise meeting and it was "easy". This morning I ran as straight a line as possible to the same location 5.8 miles and felt like I have been beaten with my own broken arm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, the topic at discussion at the Sunrise meeting was Love and Tolerance. While running without my walkman, which I realized I had forgotten 1/2 mile into the run duh, my mind was a little more wandering than it does when there is music. Anyhow, I was thinking about a guy that I saw yesterday and how irritated with this person I have been. I think this guy is my spiritual barometer. Every time I see him, I am reminded of what a prick I think he is. Now when I am sound footing, I can see him as a child of our creator and that he is here for a reason and his journey has dealt him a variety of things that make him the way he is. Today was not one of those days. Today I loathed him and wanted nothing more than bad things to happen for him. Funny thing is, the more I dwelled in this thinking the more tense I became. I suspect that he was warm and snuggley in his bed with no thought of ME. Sheesh, once aware that I was twisting myself around the axel, I sought a little meditation, and pretty soon was again mellowed. The funny thing is this, just like my fitness level has fallen dramatically in a short period of time, so too does my ability to accept other people with all their faults and idiosyncracies (SP). I must use muscles, physical, emotional, spiritual, social or I lose them.....&lt;br /&gt;I am told to practice certain principles in all my affairs, and that love and tolerance is to be my code. Practice, practice, practice, use it or lose it truely has far reaching ramifications for this boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well, live full,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;br /&gt;5.8 Miles in 1:04&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114580124509197852?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114580124509197852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114580124509197852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114580124509197852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114580124509197852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/will-someone-please-tell-me-why.html' title='Will someone please tell me why...'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114556388862836035</id><published>2006-04-20T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:47:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well folks the broken arm&lt;br /&gt;is slowly healing. I have been going to Physical Therapy 3 times a week now.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;have to say that this seems like a pretty good racket. I mean I show&lt;br /&gt;up,&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;doing all the work, they are sort of coaching me, but&lt;br /&gt;essentially&lt;br /&gt;not, do&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;then this use this machine for 4&lt;br /&gt;minutes.... ETC ETC. &lt;br /&gt;THey seem&lt;br /&gt;to have it&lt;br /&gt;pretty&lt;br /&gt;easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am not going to argue&lt;br /&gt;with the results&lt;br /&gt;as they have&lt;br /&gt;been pretty good. I am getting better each&lt;br /&gt;day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;going&lt;br /&gt;to try to run&lt;br /&gt;6 miles tonight nice and slow....&lt;br /&gt;lets see if I die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two wild 7 year olds got in the way of my 6 miles but I still did 4.5 in 44:06, No pain in my arm, lots of pain in my legs, but the is just wimpy haven;t been running legs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will survive!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will marathon again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah for me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114556388862836035?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114556388862836035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114556388862836035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114556388862836035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114556388862836035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/six-miles.html' title='Six Miles'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114545522015153290</id><published>2006-04-19T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T07:00:20.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.codyrenshaw.com/missionmarathon/gts5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="127" alt="" src="http://www.codyrenshaw.com/missionmarathon/gts5_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you put on the right pair of shoes and show up, that is half the battle. When I look through my closet I have many shoes. Shoes for all sorts of times, places and conditions. I have work shoes, hiking shoes, running shoes, former running shoes, regular cross trainers, sandals, golf shoes etc etc. Some of these show me things that I do not have time for right now some show me what I am actively engaged in at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to the running shoes, I have three pair of Brooks Adrenaline. I have affectionately names them Blue Ones, Orange Ones and Yellow Ones. The blues have been with me for a few hundred miles and two marathons. The orage ones are perhaps 100 miles old and the yellow ones are probably 50 miles old. I still rotate all three, but I do not know when it is time to put blue ones out to pasture. Further, I do not know how to keep track of the miles on each pair. I suppose if I was diligent in keeping a running journal, then I could do it there. or perhaps here If I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played Ultimate last night and made two longish throws that hurt a bit, but did not damage anything, I tumbled twice also without significant issues. I HAVE to be careful, but playing "careful" is always a way to get hurt. I have tow pair of cleats for ultimate, the old ones need to go to pasture as I wear the New ones exclusively. Shoes Shoes Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me Amelda Marcos.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate 2 hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114545522015153290?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114545522015153290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114545522015153290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114545522015153290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114545522015153290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114537198145746175</id><published>2006-04-18T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:53:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Trailhead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kuresman.com/2002/Trip_Reports/Pratt_Mtn/Trailhead_Big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kuresman.com/2002/Trip_Reports/Pratt_Mtn/Trailhead_Big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran for 35 minutes yesterday and felt like a hundred. All the little aches and pains that came with initial fitness have reappeared. My legs hurt, my feet hurt, sheesh, you'd think I was completely out of shape. Amazing what 2 months of stagnation will do. I am back and ready to run again. Slowly ramping for Something in August (maybe) or October for sure. Perhaps Disney again? What do you think Mrs. Curtai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not taking myself too seriously, I am just ready for another fitness goal to focus (obsess) on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well, live full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114537198145746175?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114537198145746175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114537198145746175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114537198145746175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114537198145746175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-trailhead.html' title='At the Trailhead'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20375368.post-114529912546192435</id><published>2006-04-17T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:38:45.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Therabands....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nefitco.com/media/thera_paktublight_lgopt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.nefitco.com/media/thera_paktublight_lgopt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Physical Therapist I am doing OK. I am wishing the whole process was faster, but I am healing as fast as possible. It is amazing how much I feel the improvement each day in my shoulder. I have moved to the next level of stretch cord which means I am getting stronger. There is still a little bit of pain associated with certain directions of lifting my arm, but slowly it is getting better. I started throwing a little yesterday and running in the sand. My quads feel it today. I did no road running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it all works out, I am hoping to do a trail run next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on a Run tonight while Sierra is in Theatre. 6:30 – 7:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will report how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boston Marathon was run today.  I can not fathom how fast these humans are.  I fantasize about breaking 20 minutes in a 5 K and these folks are running 14 and change.  Hats off to spectacular athletes.  The great thing I just realized, It will be MUCH easier for me to shave time of my marathon pace than for them! (Laughing)&lt;br /&gt;4:21 - I have a goal of 2:56, but I think that may be too ambitious, I think that 4:11 is a better goal for Hartford.  We'll see. I still wanna get a coach.&lt;br /&gt;Curtai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20375368-114529912546192435?l=curtai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/feeds/114529912546192435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20375368&amp;postID=114529912546192435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114529912546192435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20375368/posts/default/114529912546192435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curtai.blogspot.com/2006/04/therabands.html' title='Therabands....'/><author><name>Curtai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113760857300613239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/96/245926618_282bfde28b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
