You Have To Start Somewhere

My first real blogging post. I am pretty excited, but there is an urge to do something extraordinary in the period between your previous post and current post to keep the audience interested.

On Saturday, I began the journey to regain competitive running fitness at the Wildcat Classic XC Race in Eagan. While I knew going into the race it was going to be ugly, I never truly believed that it would be that bad. That was until we were a half mile into the race. I almost think that the difference between being fit and un-fit is in your mind. I had a general unwillingness to endure anymore hurt and pain than I was already feeling, and thus let the people I was competing against run away from me at the end. Well...that was step one, I will have to take step two in the near future.

Quite a few of the guys that I see on Saturday mornings were at the race as well. It was nice to see those guys again. It is also good to see a lot of people who ran road races throughout the year, come out and run some cross-country races in the fall.

My rant for the day/week...when did Oktoberfest turn into just another night at the bar, and not a celebration? The last time I was at an Oktoberfest, about five years ago, it was much different than a typical night at a bar. There were festive people, singing along to polka songs, drinking excessively, but happily. This time around the polka band was playing modern songs, and people seemed more concerned with how they appeared to the other people. Not to say that I didn't have fun, and "try" to dance a lot.

In closing...I want to congratulate my friends that ran at the Chicago Marathon. Great times for everyone who ran, it is encouraging to see your friends hard work turn into racing success.