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Run? Baby, It’s Cold Outside.

The Darkness comes early. The Cold clings. Sound ominous? It should. Winter running is ominous.

How do you get up and run in the morning during the Winter? They ask. Don’t they? How do you crawl out and run in this…weather? They ask. They ask. They ask. It’s so cold outside.

Cold, lonely roads. So dark. Those streetlights never really light the sidewalk the way we want do they? So we hug the curb, just off the roads crown. Every passing car heading towards you blinds and every car heading with you seems to get too damn close on those Winter mornings. The special ordered tights can’t keep out those hard icy roped winds. That chill hangs on to your insides like an Amazonian Candiru. And Slush. Awful. It’s not snow. Snow is beautiful. You can run and slip and slide all over some freshly fallen snow and not get too bitter about the run. Grey dirty slush just lies there waiting to attack your warm and dry shoes, waiting to satiate your suddenly thirsty cotton sock. Winter running is slush.

And those first moments after the alarm blazes, horrifying. Blackness except for those red coal numbers harassing you from the clock. No birds singing. They left months ago for sunnier, kinder confines. We’re left with the sounds of an occasional passing car…driving through slush.

How can one get up, out of bed and leave the womblike warmth of the now, finally, perfectly placed bed covers to run? Outside? Even the feet, both of them, are ensconced. Yes, ensconced, your feet are warmly ensconced.

How do we get up, and out, and run in the Winter?

They do, truly, want to know. They ask because they don’t understand. Because they don’t understand they ask the wrong question.

Why do we get up and run during the Winter? That is the question! Not how? How is sterile. How is a series of steps that offer no depth or passion behind the movements. Why?

The correct question should lead to a clearer answer. right? Can we explain ourselves? Can’t we?

We can try.

I’ve found when trying to explain running as with running itself coming close sometimes has to be enough.

Why do we run in the Winter?

Because while everything around us, the trees, the grass, the bugs, the leaves, is dead or sleeping, we remember we are alive and awake.

Because breathing cold hard air hurts and purifies us deep inside.

Because slipping and falling is part of the gig.

Because slipping and almost falling is a glorious victory and a reminder that we can still escape disaster from time to time.

Because the hot shower feels better on chilled skin.

Because a coffee or hot chocolate will blaze more.

Because we like being asked this question.

Because we like the battle against the elements, and the dark, and the battle within ourselves. We tempt and taunt and curse ourselves most of those mornings, don’t we? It’s not easy. It never is. Not even in the beautiful Spring or perfect Summer or glorious Autumn is it ever really easy. But, it’s really not easy in Winter. The personal victory of getting that run in, that conquest over ourselves, that better, stronger person we become when we do hit the roads in Winter, well, that is why.

That and all the rest that I can’t describe or remember or have not experienced yet. That and all the rest. That’s why.

So, as I get ready to fall into bed and collapse into sleep, as I get ready to embrace the warmth and solace of a Winter nights sleep I can’t help but shiver a little, no, alot, thinking about tomorrow morning’s mean, nasty run. It’s waiting for me, for you. Ominously.

Getting High at The Ultimate Non-Event

I ran 2 miles yesterday. There really is no reason to share this with anyone. I apologize ahead of time. It’s been awhile since I ran. Again, this is way down the list, I hope for your sake, of events that merit attention by you. It was a struggle at first too. And I started SLOW! Really slow. And I was on a treadmill. And the weather outside was far from frightful. The list of things that could make these 2 miles, and sadly only 2, forgettable  just goes on and on. Yet, here I am committed to telling you about them. Both of them.

As I type I realize that this event in the grand scheme of things is the ultimate non-event. I get it. It’s not news, news worthy, maybe not even worth your time. But I already apologized to you for this so I can’t do that again. Redundancy is something I am against and I am against it. So, why am I telling you about my 2 mile slog…on a treadmill (slight feeling of shame and inadequacy coursing through my body because the weather was fine to run outside)? Because I realized as I stepped off the treadmill just how freaking awesome this sport was, is, and can still be for me as a participant.

I spend almost all my time now with the sport of running as a coach and a fan. I almost never run anymore. It’s been a month since I ran last. I think. It may be longer. Is that possible? How I can miss all that time is beyond me because when I do run I feel great. Even today, only 2 miles I know, on a treadmill I know, slow, so very slow, I know, I felt great when I finished. I was a better runner after only 2 miles! Minimal effort with maximum gains! I can remember, barely, because it has been so long, but I can remember how I felt when I gave maximum effort. Yes, it was years ago, but i remember dammit! And those memories keep bringing me back.

I also understand that I got a little high yesterday. How many endorphins are needed for a guy at my fitness level to experience the high. The answer is obviously not many. And it felt good. It felt really good. Good enough to get addicted to running again? I don’t know. But, I hope so. I really hope so. Just to make sure I plan on getting high again today…on the treadmill. I’m still pathetic. Just less pathetic than yesterday. And that is something to be excited about.

Let Him Go! Let Him Go! Let Him Go?

It’s going to be weird seeing Nick Symmonds in Brooks gear. It’s going to be odd not having him anchor the OTC team this Spring and Summer. And it’s going to be interesting seeing the Hayward reaction to Symmonds when he returns for the Prefontaine Classic. Will he still be the beloved (adopted) son? Will he be the prodigal son? And if so, is he returning or leaving? Even worse, for Eugene, Symmonds and all of us fans will he be ignored? And if that happens who deserves the blame? Nick, Nike, Brooks, or all of us?

Hopefully, you know what I am talking about. If not, you have either already left or are patiently waiting for this, the recap.

Symmonds recently announced that he would be signing with and running for Brooks. This is after competing for Nike through the Oregon Track Club Elite (OTC Elite) since 2006. These last 7 years have seen Symmonds establish himself as not only the preeminent American 800m runner but also one of the Worlds’ best. He was 4th in the 2012 Olympics with a PB 1:42 and won his first medal on the World stage, a silver, at this past summer’s World Championships in Russia. Along the way he became the face of the OTC Elite team and the most consistent American middle distance runner at the World level in over a generation.

So, two questions arise. How could Nike let Symmonds leave and how could Brooks afford to match or beat Nike’s offer? From the sound of this interview with Symmonds from Flotrack, it seems that some major shifts may be about to take place with elite athletes and their relationships with shoe companies. Nick has mentioned in his interviews that his departure from Nike has quite a bit to do with the ability or lack of ability he had to represent non-competing companies in addition to Nike.

It is no secret that elite runners benefit from the sponsorships coming from the major shoe companies. As it stands now, without those shoe companies what little professional sport we have would be gone. It is also no secret that the elite athletes, as a result of this, are at the complete and total mercy of these shoe companies.

There has never been a viable second or third option for elite runners when it came to sponsorship. The runner either signed with a major shoe company or took a second full time job.

Symmonds has often stated that he feels track and field should be more like NASCAR – athletes should be bedecked with as many sponsor tags as possible. The shoe companies and more importantly, the IAAF has worked diligently to block that from happening.

Here is a blog written by Symmonds on just that topic.

In signing with Brooks, Symmonds has hinted that he has their blessing and support to pursue non-competing sponsors. That is something he said Nike was not willing to afford him. Of course, one has to also mention that Nike has paid Nick for 7 plus years and I imagine they could make the case that one would be hard pressed to show that Nike sold enough shoes because of Nick to pay for Nick.

That is an entirely other topic. We’ll get to that one in due time. I digress.

It will be interesting if Nick can take this freedom and actually convince someone other than a shoe company to pay him. Will a car company or fast food chain or beer company pay Nick Symmonds to run 2 or 4 laps around a track as fast as he can? Will they feel that paying Nick Symmonds in some way benefits their brand? The answer to that question may be the most important event of the 2014 Track & Field season. If the answer is yes, then it reaffirms to all the shoe companies, and especially Nike who is the primary benefactor of elite Track & Field in the US, that sponsoring runners can help their brand. It may also open the door for athletes to look for non-traditional sponsors.

If the answer is no, well, then back to the shoe companies they all go, hat in hand. And guess what fellas, they may not take you back. They are not obligated to. If it makes business sense they will. If it does not, and let’s make sure it does, but if it does not…

Let’s hope that this starts a new chapter in Track & Field.

If nothing else, it has started a new chapter in Eugene, at Nike Running, at Brooks and in Nick Symmonds’ life. And I am looking forward to the Prefontaine Classic already…

another starting line

Such a cheesy title for the first post but better to be upfront early about what will happen here I guess. It’s going to get cheesy at times because I get cheesy. But, it will always be honest because all of that velveeta comes from a real place. I’m hoping that maybe, in a small way, and also hoping that someday in a big way, this blog, these messages, battlecries, anthems, jokes, incoherent ramblings can help push running forward as a sport. Not just for the elite or just the weekend warrior or the new or the old but rather push the entire sport forward.

Big goal. Yes. Why not? Worst case scenario this exercise makes only the smallest wave, maybe even only a ripple.  Maybe this only helps me gather my thoughts, celebrate those I believe in, vent my frustrations, offer advice to the wind. That is alright too.  I’d rather it all matter though. So, we start. Here at the beginning of 2014.

I will be writing about running. I will be writing about all of the aspects and people and stories and events that I find exceptional within this great sport. I will be writing about what I see  wrong with the sport and how the sport is run or how meets are executed and how the events and athletes are marketed, how we deliver the message. I will share with you my story as an athlete, a coach, a fan. I will draw attention to areas that I feel deserve attention and in doing so draw attention away from areas that I believe do not. I will shine lights on those people and events that take this sport forward and I will shine those same bright lights on those that try to drag the sport into dark corners.

Make no mistake, this will be my point of view. I sincerely hope you are interested, inspired, motivated and entertained.  I will be cheesy at times, I will be honest always, and I will do my best.

Please visit and come back often.