I’m sorry to hear that you lost, O’s, but you’re still in a great position to take the major league baseball world by storm.
I’ve been sidelined by my lack of inspiration to run. I decided to use the time I should be running, by doing something that reflects my thinking about running.
Click on http://www.tweetchat.com and enter #runtopearljam in the search box. Within the results you will see how my enthusiasm for Pearl Jam infiltrated my running. I LOVE to run to Pearl Jam. Although I don’t like to think about what running I have to do – it makes me tired thinking about the running I have to do – once I’m doing it I’m usually running to Pearl Jam, and life is much better.
I have a soft spot in my heart for the Tigers. My family lived in Mt. Clemons and West Bloomfield at different points during my early years. Two of my sisters and I graduated from the University of Michigan, and Detroit is my parents’ favorite city.
I’m happy with how the Orioles played, and it’s awesome that BRob hit a 3-run homer again. I don’t usually get to see the Tigers in action, so this game was quite a treat. My favorite image of the game, is the one showing Pie/Jones/Markakis jumping up and bumping again. I love the images of them doing that.
Athletes inspire us when they do well, but they also inspire us when they pull themselves up from the pit of despair. I need a little inspiring right now. This was definitely an off day for running. My colleague and I were all ready to run, and 50 ft into it, I decided to stop and head back to the office.
As I waited for her to get back, and as I walked to the metro, and during the ride home on the metro, I pondered the manifestation of my demons. How could my lack of confidence be so sharp – why couldn’t I trust myself to be stronger than I have been?
Then I revisited the 50 ft I ran, and between 30 and 50 ft my shins hurt. I didn’t stretch before hand, and it was obvious. So, was it really demons pestering me that made me stop, or was I being an angel to myself by stopping before I hurt my shins further? I decided to cut myself some slack, and realize it was a combination of the two. I’ll make sure to stretch properly in the future.
I must prepare for this race mostly on my own – it’s difficult to be on someone’s schedule. I don’t want to feel bad if I can’t keep up, and the other person slows down to accommodate me. Also, if I run on my own I can listen to as many Pearl Jam bootlegs as I want . . .
Congratulations to Zach Britton on his major-league debut. And, congratulations to the O’s for keeping their sites on the sweep. I don’t like to say one team swept another as it adds a negative element to the entire process. However, I guess that’s what the baseball players are saying, eh?
I decided that today was the day I would eat my last bag of frito-lay products until the end of the marathon. As I walked from work to the metro with the orange tips of my fingers dipping and dipping into the bag of cheese puffs I wondered, Why am I doing this? This evaluation of my actions compared to those of what I consider to be the actions of a runner is quite the lifestyle change.
For instance, I decided to complete a coffee adventure after work. Because I completed a coffee adventure after work, I didn’t have time to run. I have to recognize what time is most important for completing what activity. During baseball season I should run in the night, except on weekends. I should wake up early to travel to coffee adventures. I printed out some pages from Yelp.com of brunch places that open at 6am . . . to get the ball rolling.
Kudos to the pitchers. As with the first game of the season we are witnessing a rebirth of the pitching game. I didn’t know this until someone pointed it out during the telecast, but it makes sense.
The O’s highlights were the Pie throw to home; BRob’s homer, and the Pie/Jones/Markakis jump-bump celebrating the win. That was too cute.
I ran three miles of which only one was non-stop, but at least one was non-stop. The rest I ran at a faster pace than my non-stop pace as that was the focus. I’m excited about my potential. What is fast now will be average for me at a later date, which due to this marathon training may be sooner than later. I’m very excited about how my running lifestyle will form as the season progresses.
I disconnected my cable a couple years ago because I only watched it for the Orioles. I was at first happy to see all of the other options, but then when I saw all of the reruns of so many different shows, I felt that I was had or tricked.
However, I still want to see the Orioles play. I subscribed to the MLB.tv with the expectation that i will be able to see the Orioles live. Unfortunately, I didn’t read the grey print, as unfortunately I am not able to see the Orioles play live. MBL.tv is not allowed to show the game of the club market. Basically, I can’t see my team live.
It’s not as bad as it would appear. I don’t have to worry about being home at 7:10pm on weekdays. This is good news as I run after work, and I was worried that I would choose the O’s game over training for my marathon. Now, I don’t have the excuse 🙂
Also, if I come home later I can watch a game during central time, or if I come home very late I can watch a game during pacific time. Also, i can watch the O’s archived games.
I’ll still be able to knit to baseball games, they just may be the Phillies or the Mariners or the Cardinals . . . we’ll see.
I ran two miles today. I broke it up into bits, as I’m trying to become comfortable with a faster pace. I just won’t let myself run 26.2 miles on survival shuffle. That doesn’t sound like fun.
Only a few more days until the first O’s game. What should I focus on throughout this season? Blogging about the game as it happens is what everyone else is doing. I need a focus . . . what will the radio announcers inspire me to do? Answer unveiled as soon as I get it 🙂
This was quite the exciting game. I must admit that when the runs started to go around and around and around I turned to the Food Network. However, I did see the great stop by Brian Roberts in the 8th, and the incredible catch by Nick Markakis in the 9th. . . then there was George. You just never know. However, he pitched what the O’s needed, and got the job done. Good job, George!
Yippee! I finally finished my brother-in-law’s 2008 Christmas Presents 🙂