I Wanna be a Part of It: 2017 New York Marathon Training, Week Five

Hard to believe, but it’s now less than 80 days until the 2017 New York City Marathon. I’m back on the Hanson’s Training Method once again (with a few alterations, which I’ll explain below). It’s still early yet, of course, but I am encouraged by the current results that I can achieve my twin goals of (1) running under four hours and (2) enjoying every minute by running without pain or suffering too much.

As usual, though, training has become that delicate dance between intensity and protecting an ever-aging body. Which makes this post for week five a tale of the good, the bad, and the ugly.

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Vagabond Shoes: The 2017 New York City Marathon Training Blog and ER&D Fundraiser

C’mon. You know the words. Sing along with me. Betcha end up sounding like Ol’ Blue Eyes by the end …

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today.
I want to be a part of it, New York, New York.
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray 
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York.

I wanna wake up, in a city that doesn’t sleep.
And find I’m king of the hill, top of the heap.

These little town blues, are melting away.
I’ll make a brand new start of it, in old New York.
If I can make it there, 
I’ll make it anywhere.
It’s up to you, New York, New York.

New York, New York.
I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps.
And find I’m A-number-1, top of the list, king of the hill, A-number-1… 

These little town blues, are melting away.
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it, 
In old New York

and…

If I can make it there, I’m gone make it anywhere.
It’s up to you, New York, New York!

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Not With My Body, But With My Head and Heart: Boilermaker 2017

I’ve documented my love affair with the Utica Boilermaker extensively in these pages. I’ve written about my 20102011, 2012, 2013, and 2014 runs in various posts, devoted entire posts to my participation in 2015, and 2016‘s races, and even written the locally viral 15(K) Reasons to Love the Utica Boilermaker to celebrate my favorite road race.

Usually, I run the 9.3 miles with a smile on my face, high-fiving little kids, exchanging banter with spectators and fellow runners, and profusely thanking the first responders all the way round the course.

But don’t let the photo — taken before this year’s run — fool you.


For me, the 2017 Boilermaker run was all business.

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Review: Iron Maiden (Budweiser Stage, Toronto ON. July 15, 2017)

It wasn’t until the third song of Iron Maiden’s set on Saturday night that it finally dawned on me what I had taken for granted for so long about this band.

It started the moment I zeroed in on Steve Harris as he began the bass intro to “Wrathchild.” I’d heard the song a million times, so I wasn’t super excited to hear it again. I’m pretty sure he’s played it several millions more, yet here he was, running round the stage playing it with the hunger of the twenty-something man he was when he first recorded it.

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Review: Caravan Palace (Rochester International Jazz Festival, June 31, 2017)

I am such a bad progger.

I mean, here I was, just two blocks away from the Eastman Theater, where King Crimson was playing, and I was on Jazz Street watching the free entertainment, eating poutine and drinking beer.

OK. Judge all you want. Because in the process of not seeing the iconic Mr. Fripp and his musical entourage (including  Tony Levin and Gavin Harrison, two of my personal musical heroes), I stumbled upon another, different kind of big band that brought a smile to my face and some pep to my (dub)step. Continue reading

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Life Gets in the Way (Part Two): The 2017 Flower City Half Marathon

Nine marathons. Nine half marathons. Eight Boilermakers.

You might say I’m an experienced runner, but I would say I don’t feel like it most of the time. You might say I’ve seen a lot, but I would say that I haven’t seen enough. You might say I’ve learned a few lessons, but after the 2017 Flower City Half Marathon — my tenth half — I would say there are times when I don’t feel like I’ve learned a damn thing. Continue reading

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Life Gets in the Way (Part One)

If April, as the great poet T. S. Eliot maintained, is the cruelest month, then March, for me, was its polar opposite–blessed, munificent, generous to a fault. But as that other great poet, Bruce Springsteen, has observed, “you can’t walk away from the price you pay.”

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