Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

Modified by Brian Young

 

Speed is sex, distance is love.

David Blaikie

Transformation Gratification Moment Of The Day

Went and got some new clothes for a promising job interview tomorrow, as my previous interview clothes just don’t fit quite right anymore.  Up until now, even as I was losing weight, every time I’d get a new suit or blazer, there would have to be reasonably extensive alterations around the midsection to get let it out in spots, close or open the vents in places and get the drape just right.

Picked the new blazer and slacks from tailoring today, and as I was trying it on and doing the final check of the fit in the three angle mirror, I saw a fellow shopper staring at my back.  When I looked at him, he looked up and said, “Oh, sorry, I was just looking at the fit.  I just had to send my suit back in, they didn’t tailor it right the first time.  Looks like they got yours absolutely perfect, though.”

I thanked him, but didn’t have the heart to tell him that the only thing I’d had done was take the sleeves in an inch and finish the ends of the pant legs.  The rest evidently fit me like a model straight off the peg.

It is time to break through the barriers that have held you back and held you down for such a long time. It is time to reach out and indelibly etch your place in history.

Greg Hickman

Scott Jurek runs 165.70 miles in 24 hours. New US Road & All Surface record. No American has run further in 24 hours! Takes Silver Medal at 2010 24-Hour World Championships and Leads US Men to Bronze.

Pretty amazing stuff, and huge congrats to Jurek, but this caught my eye in the article and really stood out:

On paper, Arbona and McCarthy were in over their heads, but they hung on heroically during the final 12 hours to keep the Yanks in the team medals. When they needed reinforcements, up from the middle of the pack came Michael Henze, who only a few years ago was a 300lb. non-runner. The Americans lost the team silver medal to the Italians in the final 15 minutes, but Henze’s late charge (from 30th to 12th place) and Arbona’s pure grit saved the bronze. It was the first time in history three U.S. men had run over 150 miles in the same race.

I did a little bit of googling on the guy and found the page for the World Championship 24 Hour Run USA Team:

Michael Henze, 40, Neenah, WI. Henze is the Plant Controller for a packing company, and is relatively new to ultrarunning. He once weighed over 300 pounds before taking up running and dropping over athird of his body weight. Since taking up long distances he has never finished worse than second in an ultramarathon race. In June, 2009, he won and broke the course record at the FANS 24-Hour with 147.41 miles.

Holy.  Shit.  And people have the gall to tell me I’m pushing sanity with my change.  Yet more reason for me to keep pushing to marathon distances and beyond, if only for the eventual possibility to meet this guy and have a few minutes to talk to him and trade stories.  To be clear, this guy went from being over 300 pounds some time in his late 30’s (I started last year at 288 at age 26) as a non runner to running 147.41 miles at a 9:46/mile pace over the course of a few years.

A little over a year from where I started, I have trouble breaking that average for an 8.5 mile run on a really good day.

I can see I have my work cut out for me.

You don’t realize how strong a person really is until you see them at their weakest moment.

13.5 miles, 2 hours, 35 minutes, last long run before my first official half marathon next week.  The sick part is, that run actually felt almost leisurely.  I think something’s broken in my head.

Also, WTF sight of today’s run, passed a Hybrid left idling, with no driver in it or in sight.  Chew on that little environmental irony for a while.

You don’t drown by falling in the water. You drown by staying there.

The body of man is a machine which winds its own springs.

J. O. De La Mettrie

I just want to see how long I can keep this thing going. The easiest thing is dying. Living is a a pain in the butt.

Jack Lalanne

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re a lion or a gazelle— when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.

Roger Bannister