Captain’s Log – November 7, 2012, Wednesday
Day off. Big N'oreaster going through with high winds. The weather guys are assuring me of a decent Sunday morning, better be.
I checked the race web site, and there are more than 4,000 runners signed up. Downtown Newport's going to see more people than ever on a Sunday at 5 AM (except maybe on a crazy St Patrick's day weekend).
The logistics should be interesting with a series of shuttles shuttling runners over to Jamestown starting at 5AM.
Who in hell wants to freeze for more than an hour waiting for the start. Anyway, I'm hoping my girl friend will drive me over and let me sit in her car...if this is permitted. Then she can drive back to Newport since half the bridge will still be open...but what about traffic?
The whole thing sounds a bit surreal. When does the sun rise? I gotta check.
So, tomorrow at the Marriott I pick up my shirt, and bib (embedded with a special chip to track my progress, and who knows what else).
Effective training is pretty much over for me at this late date. I may do some speed runs and a short fun run.
I gotta load my iPod with some super-psyche songs...like Junior Walker, Steve Miller, Jefferson Airplane/Starship, Eagles, Wild Cherry, Hot Chocolate and one of my favorite running motivators..."Dancin in the Streets." I'm probably showing my age here, but these are "meditation in motion" for me.
Still wondering about the pack. Who are they? Some people run these races with no training, but, hey it's only a 4-miler. When I look at some people, I can't imagine them in a race, and then they blow me away. While some skinny types flounder. Can't tell by looks. Unless of course they happen to be Kenyan or Ethiopian. Then it doesn't matter. Every single one of them can blow you away no matter how old or even if they're not wearing shoes.
Speaking of shoes, ever since I read "Born to Run," I've been a advocate of soft shoes and forefoot striking. Hurts my metatarsal like hell, but my knees are fine.
Fancy high-tech shoes are a scam.
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