Rebirth

I declared in my old running blog, "This is the end."

It sounded like the end of my running as I know it. However, what I really meant what that it was the end of that era and whatever it was that constituted that era. Lackadaisical running, if you will.

I kept getting caught up in my own web and getting tangled over the fact that my last marathon effort failed and I agonized over how difficult it seemed to get myself back up and running. I tried...many times to start over but nothing ever manifested. I grew tired of my sporadic blogging, my blog template, etc. I wanted a new start.

So this is it.
My new start.

I began week one of marathon training.
I have my sights set on running my first at the Eugene Marathon in May.


This time I'm going to do it.
Come along with me on the journey.

I chose the address name after much deliberation. When I first discovered running in high school, I averaged nine-minute miles. I still remember how fab I felt racing through the Colorado Plateau scrubland at this pace. It was fantastic. I swore I could race jackrabbits! At some point over the course of the next couple of years, I'd like to be able to race at 9s again.

Thus the name of this blog -- gotta push for 9s.