terminator tuesday

Just another lunch break here in Marysville, checking out some twitter updates including the NBA playoffs and more importantly, yesterday’s 114th running of the Boston Marathon. Now, just as I am nearing the cusp of my first marathon ever, I’m actually starting to feel nervous. That little pit in your stomach that won’t quite go away no matter how many times you attempt to push your thoughts to your subconcsious. Have the past seven years of struggles and more importantly the last three led me to 5/2/2010? Will it be my day of reckoning? A breakthrough? I hate to lose. Period. Worse than anything. But, even I conceede that I’m noy going to win this thing. That’s a given. I guess the battle lies within myself. I’ve talked to a lot of people who have run marathons. They all say one common thing: you’ll find out what you’re made of. I suppose if that happens, I’ll take a small victory home with me.

-until next time

T-minus 30

Well, now almost a full week into April, I just booked my hotel room in downtown Cincinnati for the Flying Pig Marathon. I feel like my training has been on-point for the most part and that I will be peaking at the right time. As for my history with running, it is now 2 year old affair of which I have become infatuated. I recently contacted the Track and Field coach at my alma mater, Wittenberg University to see if I could obtain an old track jersey to wear for the run. Kinda odd, but if you’ll remember, it was during indoor track season of my Sophomore year that I realized I had started on an unhealthy path. I genuinely think I’m trying to come full-circle with this whole marathon thing, I also think when I finish it will show a fairly significant accomplishment in my lifetime. Maybe I should just shut up Hopefully this quick lunch hour post stirs up some reasons as to why you run. What are they?

Until next time-
MJR

from the passenger seat

Halfway between Washington, Dc and Columbus, Oh- my good friend and co-worker Andrew got into a discussion about why we run. I don’t necessairly know why I run, but I know where running has taken me. Chicago, Dc, Columbus and San Diego. A few years ago, my girlfriend at the time raised money to run a Team in Training race for charity. This was her first marathon. Though we aren’t together, I was and still am to this day proud of that accomplishment for her. It may have been when we split that I found myself in limbo. 25 with no purpose or direction, I needed to find solace. Suddenly, running and intense workouts became a way to forget about all that was going on around me. A few years later and embarking my 5th half and 1st full marathon, I find it funny how I ended up down these roads. I’m very blessed to have a support system that I do which has encouraged my running exploits. I have never felt better about myself, and for once have direction. In this the first BIG marathon weekend with races taking place in NYC, LA, Atl, DC amongst others, I wish everyone good luck.

-until next time…

It’s a long story

Good afternoon all. Finally got this blog together…a chip of my earlier one found at HTTP://rillcorp.blogspot.com and hopefuly can shed some light onto these ramblings.

This blog is a journal about self-preservation and endurance.  Literally.

This whole bloging thing started for me way back during the days of Xanga. Perhaps my old site is still around…xanga.com/forill…if it is id be suprised.  This blog is going to be about a lot of things, mostly about how I got to where I am today…struggles, triumphs and a whole lot of stuff you probably could do without knowing, however, within the struggle, there are things that I’m sure everyone goes through.  What prompted me to write this?  I turned 27 a few months back and quite frankly, my life has felt somewhat empty. I manage to fill that void by running.  A lot (or as much as my frame will allow)  I don’t claim to be good at it, but I like to think that I’m better than average.  Currently, I am training for a full marathon race, 26.2 miles, that happens on May 2nd in Cincinnati, Ohio.  It’s called the “flying pig marathon”  probably because someone somewhere said, “I’ll run a marathon when pigs fly” and then he did and so the race was born.

A bit more about myself…I am my favorite topic sometimes…

-I work your average 9-5 (except its 6-3) for one of the 4 major auto-manufacturers in North America.

-I Moonlight as a DJ at a local nightclub and as a wedding emcee to earn extra cash to pay off my ridiculous student loans

-I started running because I didn’t think anyone would miss me if I never came back

Now that the akwardness is out of the way…I have to find a couple pictures to upload to spiff this thing up a bit…look for another post sometime tomorrow.

-Until next time…