Man stands in an empty ball field at home plate. It’s night. Half a moon, maybe less. A few clouds scud across the sky. Dull glow on the horizon, some distant city. Enough light to see, but barely. The wind moans through the batting cages. Lonely.
No, it wasn’t on purpose. I went to go pick up dry ice in my little car. I paid for it in the office while a nice fellow loaded 100 lbs of it into the back of the hatchback.
As usual, success doesn’t teach as many lessons as failure. After two years of failure, (2013 & 2014) I made it this year in 28:46:45 (that’s 28 hours, 46 minutes, and 45 seconds), or about an hour and 15 minutes ahead of the 30 hour cut off.
Goals: Have the most personally fulfilling race possible at the Leadville Trail 100 on August 22nd, 2015. Run a sub 12:00/mile avg pace. Overview & disclaimer: These are the ideas & thoughts I’ve had regarding preparing for and racing at Leadville after 2 unsuccessful attempts. I’m 37, 5′8″ and hover around 150 lbs/69 kg. I’ve been …
Brooks Kubik is an intelligent contributor to the Iron Game. He offers a daily email newsletter that covers what’s going on with him as well as his thoughts on training.
Jason Mullaney is a friend of mine. He’s been in the news as “The Navy SEAL who swindled his brothers” and has been accused of stealing $1 million dollars from other SEALs and a family friend, but from the reporting I’ve seen no one has presented the other side of a man who has helped, …
There’s been an idea bumping around in my head for a while. It’s as old as training and as new as the latest hyper-fit craze; I’d like to take a crack at combining an ultra endurance event (most likely the Leadville 100) with something that is totally power & strength oriented; max benchpress of bodyweight …
It’s not that numbers lie, it’s that they don’t tell the whole truth. The Humane Society of the US estimates that animal shelters care for 6–8 million dogs and cats a year and euthanize (care for?) 3–4 million of them.
Let’s start off with facts & numbers; those are the first things most humans want to know in order to understand an event.
Bare chested, cold, running up overgrown single track at 8,000 feet on a mountainside in Colorado. Teardrops of hail hammer down through an aspen forest as the cloud gods grumble overhead. No sunlight peaks through, the wilds are draped only in cold grey light.