9/29/2014

My legs were wrapped throughout the night for maintenance. It has become a ritual. Salt or alcohol bath at night to sooth and replenish the tired muscles, circular massage with sports cream, then a moment to unwind and let everything dry. I eat plenty of protein within thirty minutes after I call it the day. My dinners are a high carbohydrate affair. After writing my blog, being social on social media, and returning emails, I pass out. When I open my eyes everything begins all over again.

The days are uncomfortable at times but would I be any more comfortable sitting in an air conditioned room? I just know that at the end of every day, when I get a little taste of success, the pain is forgotten. Only a sense of accomplishment remains.

Benson to Tombstone was one road...

9/27/2014

Cue the playlist. Today the sounds of the desert symphony provided the soundtrack for the movie that is this adventure. Chirping crickets, whistling winds, and various rattles kept my rhythm. Occasionally the screeching metal of the metallic training broke in for an interlude. Marsh Station Road rolled and climbed in elevation. What surprised me was that the road had plenty of people biking. They veered off on various trails. It looked scenic in all directions. Around 10 miles into the run I took a break for breakfast. It happened that we stopped on Papa Greene’s property. Not only did they call him papa, He had just won an inaugural 5k for his age group. What a crazy coincidence. He told us that had we not eaten he would have invited us to his home down the way and cooked...

9/26/14

Miscommunication is the root of many arguments. We all think our own point of view is the correct point of view. What I’m saying is nothing new. But it is worth repeating. Perhaps I need to say it to myself every now and then. Do I take my support for granted? This morning Crystal expressed the sentiment that I don’t value what she does. What can I say about that? What can I do about it? Is saying thank you not enough? I will leave my point of view out of this equation. When deriving the answer I think I must not mix too many variables.

Despite a great sleep and a soothing bath, I ran on legs filled with lead. The verbal battle had drained my energy and I was not in a hurry to catch up to the support vehicle...