Race Report: The Flying Pig Marathon

Race Report: The Flying Pig Marathon

And then there was the Pig. 29 days after running my first 50k, I ran my eighth full road marathon. I seemed to recover fairly quickly from the Forget the PR Mohican 50k, so it didn’t seem entirely crazy to put all of this season’s speed work to the test at the Flying Pig Marathon roughly one month later. There were complications from the very start of this year’s Flying Pig, though, so it quickly became clear that this was not going to be my day to run a 3:20-3:30 marathon. Continue reading Race Report: The Flying Pig Marathon

Four Months In And #NoDaysOff

Four Months In And #NoDaysOff

I blinked and April was over. In what seemed like no time at all, my first 50k was in the record books and I had already returned to training with the BERunProject team. Since the turn of the year, I’ve run 626 miles, pedaled 676 miles with Peloton and spent about 14 hours in semi-private personal training sessions at Beyond Exercise. That’s a combined 135 hours worth of training over the last 18 weeks … all while continuing to observe #nodaysoff. Continue reading Four Months In And #NoDaysOff

Race Report: Forget the PR Mohican 50k

Race Report: Forget the PR Mohican 50k

After training for 18 weeks, 539 miles and 22,675 feet of vertical gain, I finally completed my first ultra distance on Saturday, April 6, 2019. The weather was just about perfect for the Forget the PR Mohican 50k, which is held in northern Ohio’s expansive Mohican State Park each spring. While not everything went according to plan during the race, I still had an awesome time in a surprisingly beautiful part of my home state. Continue reading Race Report: Forget the PR Mohican 50k

The Road to 50k: Back To Bockfest

The Road to 50k: Back To Bockfest

This weekend marked the return of Cincinnati’s Bockfest, an annual series of events that celebrate the coming of Lent and – eventually – spring. It’s old Zinzinnati’s German Catholic heritage at its finest and the festivities begin with a delightfully absurd parade on Friday evening that’s filled with monks on Segways, sausage queens, goats and goatmen, and casks of blessed bock beer. Continue reading The Road to 50k: Back To Bockfest