Monday, July 11, 2011


I'd like to say I'm mountain sick. Last weekend for the 4th I finally got back in the mountains to hang out with some great people. I somewhat felt like I was at home again. I truly miss the drive up Highway 80. I plan to visit the small town about 40 minutes past Nevada City in the near future to get in some solid uphill and downhill trail runs. Of course I had to scout out the terrain. . . it looks challenging and great.

The picture to the right was taken during Western States. What an amazing race this year. The things I would do to have a nice fun long day on the trails with some great friends. Sadly, today was my first day back to running since my race in Auburn. It was a short 4 mile run, but felt great. This is the start to my getting back in race shape. The goal right now is to get in shape and stay healthy. Technically that's always the number one goal, but more or less, I never want to have to take 6 weeks off because of injury. Overall, I plan to start things out slow again depending on how my body is feeling on a daily basis.

Some races I'm entertaining for the future depending on my training and health are the "Lake of the Sky 50k" and "The Rockn' River 50". All are just thoughts and not in stone whatsoever. Lastly, I would like to say good luck to Jacob Rydman who will be taking part in the Tahoe Rim Trail 100 this weekend. Good luck and leave it all out there!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

It's been a while...

It's been a long 17 days since my race in Auburn that left me sore, beat up, and out of commission for the past two weeks. I'm proud to say Auburn definitely got the best of me as I'm sure it's done to several others. A few specific spots that have been bothering me: my lower right hamstring, the outside of my left knee, and the tops of my feet. Let me tell you, trying to stuff my fat feet into dress shoes for interviews is already a chore, let alone adding some swelling to the equation. Last Tuesday I tried to be brave an put in a few miles to see exactly where my legs and feet stood and needed some extra attention. On a small 4 mile run I found out quickly what was working or shall I say not working. The first mile wasn't too bad, with only a few aches in my feet and my legs feeling pretty solid. Once I hit my turn around at mile 2 things quickly became extremely prevalent that I should not be running still whatsoever. My lower right hamstring was fatigued and did not want to lift my leg. The outside of my left knee was shooting pains right into my knee cap. And to top of this 4 mile endeavour by the time I got back home, the top of my feet felt like I had nails being driven straight through them. Within 30 minutes of finishing my run my feet hurt so bad that I didn't want to even stand. Of course I went to the drawing board and did my research:

My right hamstring was simply overused and more than likely pulled or tweaked a bit. This just takes time off to heal and strengthen back up. As for my knee, this just has to do with the amount of pounding and shock your knee can absorb. Obviously, my knee took a pretty good beating. Lastly, I'm about 99% sure that I suffered minor metatarsal stress fractures on the tops of my feet. The stress fractures should leave me resting for a little while longer than I'm expected, but I'm going to test out my feet on much shorter runs in the upcoming weeks to view my recovery.

Overall, I did not write this blog to complain or receive sympathy. I did this to myself and I don't regret it one bit. This has been a great learning experience for me and is continuing on through this healing process. This just shows I have a ton of room for improvement in several areas and need to get tougher. I felt the urge to put this on paper because I'm not running and I've noticed the toll it's been taking on my mindset and attitude. Although I just moved home and have been stressed out about finding a job and having a steady income to support myself, I've found out when I don't have my "selfish alone running time", I get irritated easily. I'm starting to notice the finer things about running that allows you to be one with yourself. Being able to put your shoes on, tie your laces, and run is a luxury. Running allows you to be stress free and explore any thoughts your mind has to offer. I'm looking forward to a speedy recovery and getting back to a consistent running regimen by July 5th.

Good Luck to all the the runners running Western Sates this weekend! It's going to be a great race.

"Never eat a full meal. . . Always stay hungry" - Jesse Silva

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

6/07/2011 "Auburn 34 Miler"

Auburn Trail Runs 34 Miler

Number: 618
Place: 6th Overall, 5th in Males, 1st Age
Time: 6:16

Race Report

  • 34 miles is a lot different than 31 miles especially when the last 4.2 are an uphill climb.
  • Wear the least amount of clothes as possible when it's going to rain on you for 6 hours straight.
  • Running for 6 hours by yourself is a lot different than running with somebody else or having a friend to talk to or pace you at the end when you need to push through low points.
  • Breaking through walls (negatives) is possible. For some reason mine always come around mile 18 and last somewhere until around mile 24 or 25.
  • If you're hurt and not 100% don't run the race. There's no need to hurt yourself more.
  • My first go around with "K2" was a challenge, but I scaled it twice in less than 16:30. I don't understand how Jacob Rydman goes up and down "K2" like it's no big deal. He's a man beast and I have a ton of respect for him. I wish him the best of luck in his training for TRT!
  • Thankfully I DO NOT run with socks or else my day would have been miserable.
  • Auburn's trails are gorgeous. When running from "Overlook" to "No Hands" in the early morning with the fog, it was Jurassic Park like (at least that's what went through my mind). Also, from "Cool" back down to "No Hands" that first part is rocky, but could be extremely fun on a dry day, jumping off rocks and getting an adrenaline rush.
  • The course was sloppy, muddy, and wet.
  • It was nice to see Tyler Curley at the 29.7 mile aid station at "No Hands". It gave me a burst of energy to finally speak with someone close to me who understood where I was at and how I was feeling.
  • There were a few points where I wanted to stop and DNF, but I didn't. My competitive stubborn attitude is back and I love it.
  • If Jen Phipher signs up for another race I'm in and "chicks" me again I'm going to stop running Ultras. Hahaha Just Kidding. Mad props to her, she's a great local runner, and I hope she continues to kill it in the Ultra running world. I need to train harder. No excuses.
  • Lastly, I love running long distances. I don't think I will ever stop. It's the most exhilarating things I have ever done in my life. Finishing a race is the best feeling in the world.
"Right now excellence is doing something other people think is crazy" -NB

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Silver State 50k

May 21, 2011

Sliver State 50k (31.2 miles)

Race # 223
Time: 5 hours 20 minutes
Pace: 10 minutes 25 seconds (per mile)
Place: 8th Overall, 6th Male Division, 2nd Age Group
Ascent/Decent: 6,100 ft.

Man O Man... What an experience!!!

Being that this was my first Ultra-Marathon I did not know what to expect. For those of you who do not know what an Ultra-Marathon is, it's a race that's anything over 26.2 miles (a regular marathon) which normally takes place on trail. The night before the race I felt like I wasn't going to be able to sleep. I began questioning everything I had done in preparation for this race and once again had some doubt in my mind. I began to wonder if my diet was correct? Did I work out my core hard enough? Did I get in enough time on my feet? Did I get enough miles in? Did I focus on my vertical gain enough in my training runs? Did I work out my legs hard enough in the gym? What will my speed workouts do for me? Is my injury going to affect me at all during the run? All of these questions were rapidly going through my mind when I was laying down before bed. I decided to turn on some music, read a few of my favorite runners blogs, and watch a few inspirational videos. This calmed me down a bit and allowed me to be more positive on the task that would be at hand. I came to the conclusion that all of my questions I bombarded myself with would be answered at my 7 a.m. start.

When waking up Saturday morning at 5:50 a.m. my adrenaline was pumping. I took a quick shower to wake myself up and try to calm down. This seems to be my pre race ritual. I gathered my belongings and Tyler and I were out the house by 6:15 a.m. We met my Dad at Rancho San Rafael Park where the race began. I'm glad my Dad was there because he kept me calm before the race, and he's had previous experience running Ultras himself. Before the race started I took my first Cliff Shot and drank a minimal amount of water. I did a few push ups to get my blood going and then figured it was time to put the body glide on my feet and back. The race director kept calling out for people to check in and yelling out how much time before the race started. Normally, those who go out would say it's "T SHIRT TIME" with Jersey Shore esque before getting ready to rock n' roll, but for Tyler and I who was also racing with me in the 50k, it was "T SHIRT OFF TIME". It was time to rip and see where we stood as endurance athletes.

It was interesting watching everyones faces as Tyler walked up to the start line because those of you who know the running world, Tyler could easily be considered Anton Krupicka. It was awesome seeing the looks on peoples faces because seeing Anton at a race whether hurt or not can be awesome and discouraging in several ways. As, the countdown began 3, 2, 1... the race began. It was sprinkling outside, but felt great. Two guys who were strong runners Peter and Gary were quickly out of site, and to me out of mind. The race I was running was against myself. In the beginning of the race a few of us in a pack quickly pushed the pace. I had to stop twice within the first 10 minutes of the race to retie my shoes (frustrating). The first part of the race was around the Evans Creek trail which I ran a lot during my training. This section of the race is fairly rocky with a ton of switchbacks as we made our first small climb. This climb always makes your legs tight and your heart rate rise. I loved it because getting that first uncomfortable feeling out on your run feels great! Once we hit out first aid station "The Radio Towers" (3.8 miles) there was no stopping. I hadn't drank any water out of my bottles and didn't have any reason to stop. Tyler and I ran together and saw a about 5 others in front of us. It sucks where you're running and see people in front of you especially when you know you can catch them and or be in front of them and create some separation. But then, you also have to think to yourself that you are only around mile 4, there's still 27 to go that you can pass them. I thank Tyler for being there with me because he just kept reminding me that "It's early in the race and we will get them later."

As we ran with ease through this next section of the course we got the the next aid station "The Pond" (7 miles). The Pond was somewhere that I had never seen or found on any of my runs. I was curious to see where this Pond was located. Truthfully, I was expecting some huge body of water, only to be let down by some rinky dink green gross body of water. As we stopped at this aid station I took my first two S CAPS and hammered down a Cliff Shot. Once again Tyler and I quickly took off from the aid station. I still did not need to fill up my water bottles. All of the training with minimal to no water really paid off on race day. As we treked are way to the Peavine Summit where the next aid station was, we came to a section that was a small uphill and a small switchback downhill. I was about 2 feet behind Tyler and about 5 feet behind the guy who was directly in front of us. I learned my first lesson in Ultra Running quickly. DO NOT BE DIRECTLY IN SOMEONE'S BACK POCKET. As I followed down the switch back quickly, while pushing off the side of the mountain I was gifted with a quick, loose dirt, downhill. This was fall #1 which took a toll on my left leg. There's nothing like rubbing your leg on some rocks to leave you bloody as hell. O well, I kept marching forward. After this stumble we came up to the bottom of the road on Peavine. I started to feel like I was at home once again because this was another place we spent a lot of time training on. It was time to pass some of those people who were ahead of us and like Tyler said "Put your head down and run, it's all muscle memory now." As we scaled this beast of a mountain we made up a lot of time and ground while passing those who had to walk. By the way? Walk the first BIG climb? Did you sign up to walk or run? I don't know it just bothered me a bit, but hey, it just motivated me to move forward.

As we got to the Summit before we dropped down the backside of Peavine we hit an aid station around mile 13. The people working at the aid station saw Tyler and I just trucking uphill and asked if we have ever ran this mountain before. I point to what we call "The Grunt" which is all the way up to the top of Peavine and said "Yes, we train on this mountain weekly, and actually finish out uphill right there." The lady looked at me like we were insane. It was a great face! As we dropped down the backside of Peavine it was extremely rocky and steep. I was about a minute ahead of Tyler out of the aid station, but knew his downhill skills would quickly put him ahead of me. The guy RIPS downhills, it's amazing to watch. Tyler passed me and was a head of me by about 2 and a half minutes. As were were running, there was an old guy that we were referred to as "Grandpa or Old Fuck". This goon was old, consistent with his uphill, and had the weirdest gear ever (Lime Green Swim Shorts). But Grandpa pushed the pace along with Tyler and I. We both agreed to not lose to this guy. Losing to him was not an option. But, as I caught up to Grandpa on some tiny little rolling hill (dirt bike hills) I didn't realize that my shoe was untied. COMBAT ROLL BOOM! Fall #2. Yes, all I could think of to myself was "THAT JUST HAPPENED". I quickly got up and kept on running.

I finally got to the next aid station "Ranch Creek" (mile 15). As I pulled up I finally met up with Tyler. This was the second wiz I had to take in about 30 minutes. I quickly shot down some S CAP and a Cliff Shot and carried on my way. The guys working the aid station said you have about 3/4 of a mile climb right now, hang a hard right, and then get ready for some murky trail. Awesome! Not! The 3/4 climb was in sand. It sucked. Tyler and I power walked this climb and took off running once again after the hard right. The guys at the aid station were not lying when they said murky trails. The trails were grassy and wet dirt. During this stretch I began to sweat a lot and I hit my first wall. The negativity poured on me like no other. I kept wondering where and how far "Old Fuck" was behind me. All of this bombarded me and pissed me off along with feeling fatigued. I figured the next aid station was going to be back up Peavine on the summit, but after 15 miles and the terrible trail I was on at the moment, I couldn't fathom thinking about getting back up Peavine on the rocky terrible steep downhill backside. Well, that what was in store. Once got back to the climb Tyler was a bit ahead of me power hiking up the mountain. All of the sudden out of nowhere "Old Fuck" who is consistent as hell with his climbs came power hiking right by me. I was pissed off and wanted to scream. How was "Grandpa" ahead of me again? I just smoked past him about 2 miles ago. I kept hiking keeping him and Tyler in sight. All of the sudden I lost Tyler out of sight, but didn't see him on the trail, all I could see was "Old Man River". Out of nowhere I hear a loud "CAAA CAAA" it was Tyler and he was behind me coming out of some brush. I asked him what he was doing and he said he had just took a shit. I asked him how he cleaned himself up and he replied "With a rock bro." Unreal. He then followed up with a quote the from beast Dave Mackey "It pays off to dump off." For some reason this instantly took me out of my negative mood. We laughed on got to the top of Peavine.

Once we hit the Peavine Summit aid station (mile 21) I knew this is where the real race would begin. Tyler was quickly out of the aid station to kill the downhill which he is best at. Then this BAD ASS GIRL who I shared a few words with at the aid station who told me her legs were feeling "fatigued from Mikwok 100 (62 miles)" two weeks before this bolted out of the aid station followed by Grandpa. As I finally left the aid station I quickly passed Grandpa. This was the last time I would see him until he crossed the finish line AFTER me. This part of the race was completely different than the beginning. Tyler and the girl were out of sight and out of mind. I knew the chances of me catching those bad ass down hill runners was slim to none. So, I made a goal for myself. Nobody will catch or pass me from here on out and if I stick to that I'll finish my first Ultra-Marathon in the top 10. As I ran downhill my right ankle bothered me a bit. I shrugged off the pain and decided to push myself in hopes that the pain would run itself off. This part of the course was rocky filled with moderate uphill and downhill running. For some reason I felt strong at this point and I started to believe that the weights training paid off.

As I cruised in the Ridge View aid station (miles 25) there was not a sole behind me. I was actually starving at this point in the race. When I got to the aid station the people working were grilling quesidillas. These quesidillas tasted like heaven. I also ate some pretzels and brownies. All of these food I stay away from during training were now okay to eat? Ahhhh YESS!!! As I left this aid station I knew by the time I got to mile 29 I could say I have now completed my first marathon ever. This would be considered the longest run I have ever done on trails in one standing. Yes, one standing not sitting. Once again, this part of the race I cruised and kept a solid pace not needing any water or Cliff Shots.

As I came back to the Radio Towers aid station (mile 29) I was greeted with a ton of positive words and vibes from the people working. They told me I looked great and I look like I've been here before. Clearly, that was not the case, as I told them this was my first Ultra-Marathon. These two guys didn't believe me. HAHA. As I headed out of the last aid station for my final two miles into the finish, I had one last climb. As I reached the peak of the last climb, I looked back to see a guy coming into the aid station behind me. No way was I going to be caught at mile 30 by somebody. This is where I took a deep look inside myself and pushed the last mile and a half as hard as I could. It reminded me of training with Tyler when he would come back if he finished before me and would challenge me to a race before we finished. When I got to the point that I was going to run back through the tunnel into Rancho San Rafael Park, my eyes started watering. I haven't completed an athletic event with this caliber of competition in a long time. It took a lot of dedication, time, and discipline on my part. As I've said before in my other blogs, "Running is an individual sport and if you fail it's on you and nobody else." This was a huge accomplishment and I was proud of the hard work I put in for this. Not too many college kids during there last semester of school would want to stay in on Thursday - Saturday night so that they could get in 20+ miles runs the next days and multiple hours on their feet. That was me this semester, that was this guy, I had something to prove to myself.

As I approached the Finish Line (mile 31.2) I was greeted by Tyler running out to to me to tell me to finish the last part of my run strong (As Always), BIG AUST, Connor, and my Dad. It was a great feeling, but even better to see that I finished in 6th place in 5 hours and 20 minutes. Woooweee what a day!


Dad - Without your inspiration and love for running I would have never even considered doing and Ultra-Marathon. Truly, you were my biggest inspiration and I thank you for being a huge supporter of mine. Also, thank you for the bottles, the Cliff Shots, the S CAPS, and the Garmin. Thank you for driving up at 4 a.m. to see me toe the line.

Tyler - I can't say enough about you man. You're one of the greatest people/friends I have ever had in my life and will come across in my life. Thank You for the rides, helping me diet, teaching me how to run, being my support, pushing me when I didn't want to be pushed, and simply giving me the confidence and encouragement to take on this challenge. I'm glad I got to run my first Ultra-Marathon with you (it will NEVER be forgotten). Maybe one day my downhill skills will be as good as yours and we both can compete like we do in our training runs and race to the finish line against each other.

Connor - You're a beast bro. I admire you and your running skills more than anybody. You have more heart and more balls than anyone I know to compete with the BIG boys. I look up to you and hope one day I will be on your level. I dig your cologne. One day I hope to race with you and compete against you because in order to be the best you gotta beat the best. Like you told me "It pays the cost to be the boss." I hope we all run for the rest of our lives and one day we can have a known crew that people don't want to see toeing the line next to them on race day (some Tony, G-OFF, Killian-esque). MOUNTAIN TIGERS. Also, thank you for the Montrails.

Fong - My BIG BROTHER that I never had. Thank You for being my mentor and guidance with everything. You helped me to stay focused and on track with my goals. Greatly appreciated.

Stephanie - Thank You for always staying on my ass especially those dumb nights that I would go drink or want to go drink. Without that nagging and reminding me to be responsible I could have fallen off track multiple times. Youdayouda best! Thank You for the NB Minimus.


Monday, May 16, 2011

5/10/2011 - 5/17/2011 (Week 8)

5/10/2011 - 5/20/2011


Miles: 48
Time: 8 hours 59 minutes

There's nothing left to say. Confidence in my hard work, time, and dedication will pay off. 61 days of preparation with some minor lapses and activities in between won't stop me from competing. Time to let'er rip.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

5/3/2011 - 5/9/2011 (Week 7)

5/3/2011 - 5/9/2011


Miles: 59
Time: 7 hours 38 minutes

Going into this past week I started questioning whether or not I would be able to finish Silver State due to time off of my feet, lack of miles, and having to deal with a bunch of unnecessary activities that were taking up a lot of my time. My mindset and confidence in my abilities were at an all time low. I never thought I would say this, but it crossed my mind to just suck up the $55 bucks and take the DNS. It's sad that an idea like that would ever cross my mind, but truly I was not happy with the way the past three weeks went. My focus and drive deteriorated. I quickly fell off track. I began to brainstorm solutions and found myself questioning my integrity and character as an individual. These are some of the things that went through my mind that helped me get back on track:

1.) I'm not a quitter and will never back down from a challenge.
2.)I've come too far and worked too hard to let an opportunity (which I've already paid for) pass me by.
3.) I'm one of the most competitive people I know (I hate losing... even if it's something as simple as racing someone to see who can tie there shoes faster).
4.) Running is an individual sport. When you don't succeed or are not prepared it's on you and nobody else.
5.) I set a goal and I plan to accomplish it. The only person who could stop me from accomplishing my goal is the guy that I look at in the mirror every morning. To be quite "frank" I love the guy that I see in the mirror.

Instead of sitting and sulking on my woes, I sucked it up and began to run again. I found myself running with attitude while being poise about it. This is what I needed to get myself going again. My fear of failure is unlike anything in the world. Thinking about not finishing Silver State or not finishing in a decent time is what's driving me to push myself harder. The competition within myself is back on. The way I look at it goes like this: I'm not running Silver State or better yet my first ultra marathon to impress anybody. I'm doing this to get myself in shape and test my endurance (both mentally and physically). I want to learn about the sport of running. I want to understand what it means to hit "THE WALL". I want to experience the pleasures and pains running has to offer. I want to have fun. And lastly, I want to compete with not only others, but with myself.

Positives about last week:
*The insoles I put in my Montrails made a huge difference in comfort
*I ran into Connor Curley on Peavine
*Saw Big Aust and met a very humble man who I like following by the name of Jacob Rydman
*My relationship is solid and back on track
*I'm finally all moved out of my condo
*Finals and college are over
*Hanging out with the Curley's is ALWAYS a blast. These guys just bring positivity and smiles.
*Nuetillas and black beans are the tits
*Spending mass amounts of time with Joey Rommel is AWESOME
*Doubled Peavine and got solid vertical last week
*My tempo runs felt strong through the canyon

Monday, May 9, 2011

4/26/2011 - 5/2/2011 (Week 6)

4/26/2011 - 5/2/2011


Miles: 30
Time: 4:03

This was my first week back from my ankle issue so I didn't want to push anything crazy. After my second run I began to feel the inside of my ankle get a little tender. With that being said I only ran three times and was extremely hesitant to do anything too excessive. I had basically told myself this was going to need to be a gradual return and I needed to except whatever was in store for the future of my running.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011


A friend showed me this video and I thought it was great. If you have the time I recommend watching it. I can relate to this man's thoughts in several ways.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

4/12/2011 - 4/25/2011 (Week 4 & 5)

4/12/2001 - 4/25/2011

Miles: 23.59
Time: 04 hours 10 minutes
Elevation: 3,570 ft.


It's been a terrible past two weeks due to feeling pain inside of my right ankle. The pains shot up into my inner shin which made me think it was shin splints at first, but after doing a few hours of research I figured out the technical term for this type of injury "Posterior Tibial Dysfunction". Basically this came from me transitioning into a little bit flatter shoes too quick and putting in a lot miles. Although the miles were feeling good and my legs felt strong, I noticed some small pains which eventually started to change my running form. I began running on the outside of my right foot in order to neutralize the pain. This was a stupid idea and eventually made it worse. Frustration set in along with various other emotions. I knew it was time to stop and take care of myself before the races I am going to participate in shortly. This injury really took a toll on my attitude along with some of the other things I was dealing with in my life (i.e. school & relationship). I was bummed, especially that I had previously signed up for the Silver State 50k two days prior and also the Auburn 50k. The rest off my feet was not what I wanted to do, but it was something that needed to be done. Around days 5 and 6, I was dying to put my shoes on an run, especially since I had some things I wanted to clear up in my head; it took of ton of desire to not go against my will. This was the most amount of time I took off since I started December 31, 2010. A few things I can say I'm learning is injuries and bad running experiences are going to occur. Tony's been M.I.A. for quite some time due to injuries, and I'm sure it kills him 100 times more than it kills me to not be out running. Therefore, I refuse to complain about my minor injuries. Also, after reading Dakota's and Geoff's blogs about Zane Grey, I'm learning that even the most elite athletes have bad running experiences. Just because these guys are a part of the most elite runners known to man, they are still human, and still face the same adversity every consistent runner will face. Lastly, one thing that has truly made me a happier individual is I'm almost at my first pre race goal. Before signing up for the Auburn 50k I committed to myself that I wanted to be at 155 lbs. before this race. I was at 170 lbs. the morning of my first half marathon (March 13, 2011) and I really wanted to be lighter. I knew this would take a lot of focus on watching what I eat and drink. Right now I'm currently at 159 lbs. I'm 4 lbs. off of the goal I want to reach. What makes me even happier is that I threw in a race before the Auburn 50k and I'm thinking I'm going to reach my goal 14 days early. There is no more time no for games from here on out. The Silver State 50k is 25 days away.

"Real athletes run. . . others play games"

Monday, April 11, 2011

04/04/2011 - 04/11/2011 (Week 3)

04/04/2011 - 04/11/2011


Miles: 72.78 miles
Time: 11 hours 20 minutes

Monday: Off
Tuesday: 7 miles (1 hour 15 mins.)
Wednesday: 18 miles (3 hours 20 mins.) +4,200 ft. - 4,200 ft. "Peavine"
Thursday: 5.5 miles (45.15 mins.)
Friday: 29 miles (3 hours 55 mins.)
Saturday: Off
Sunday: AM 8.67 miles (1 hour 17 mins.) PM 4.61 miles (38.28 mins.)

Solid running week. A few aches and pains due to some longer runs, but that's what I expected. I did a 29 mile run on Friday morning which is the farthest distance I have ever ran in my life along with the amount time it took. Also, this was the most miles I have ever covered in a week. This was a great running week! I'm looking forward to my "Minimus Roads" that should be here anytime (Thank You Stephanie Graham). Now I have four days to figure out whether or not I am going to run the Silver State Half Marathon or 50K on May 21st. I'm leaning towards the 50k because I plan on running my last long run in preparation for the Auburn 50k that follows two weeks later. Why not endure some pain through Silver State with some close friends of mine, test my mental and physical abilities, accomplish my first ultra marathon, and just simply enjoy the mountains on a Saturday in my backyard?

Sunday, April 3, 2011

3/28/2011 - 4/3/2011 (Week 2)

3/28/2011 - 4/3/2011


Miles: 52
Time: 8:35
Elevation: GPS still not functioning properly

Speed Workout: 2:52, 2:58, 2:59, 3:07, 3:02

This past week of running was quite entertaining. I spent most of my time on the trails around campus in between my breaks exploring and looking for hills to run up. It's weird that my legs already feel stronger than they did last week. There's something about running up hills that literally takes the breath out of you that you can't get anywhere else. My speed workout was productive and really woke my legs up before hitting the gym. Overall, I'd give this week "two thumbs up". This week I plan on getting in runs with a lot of vertical. I figure if I'm going to be putting in the time running, why not go UP UP UP? I plan on fatiguing and breaking down my legs with climbing mountains this week.

****Some things I learned this past week when spending time with my good buddies this week.. aka the Curley Brothers****

1.) Cookie dough makes you faster
2.)Long hair makes you faster
3.)Rootbeer is the official drink that makes you a faster/better runner
4.)Peanut butter makes you tougher
5.)Grilled meat is the smell of a man (not cologne or deodorant)
6.)Wear sun screen on PEAVINE (I THINK NOT!!)
7.)No socks (Time to get some man feet) my feet are hurting from the blisters and cuts but who gives a f*ck? Nobody ever said running wouldn't bring some pain to your life.

I'm sick of school, I'm sick of shitty people, and I'm starting to NOT want a social life with people who don't share the same interests myself. Running, dieting, and getting in shape equals a minimal to no social life, and for some reason I'm completely fine with that.

"Young Money Running" -that D. Jones

Monday, March 28, 2011

3/21/2011 - 3/27/2011 (Week 1)

3/21/2011 - 3/27/2011


Time: 7:03
Miles: 44

I've been slacking with the elevation updates because of my Runkeeper GPS not being able to get signal. The clouds and wind in Reno were brutal last week.

Week 1

Last Monday was absolutely harsh. It started with a very simple run from the backside of school (Evans Rd) to 7th & McCarran. This is a run I've done many times that's very moderate on pavement (10 miles to be exact). The start of the run was fine other than the cold weather, but on the way back my left hip flexor was shooting a pain into my groin. This was no bueno. Day 1 and I was already hurting. Also, I felt extremely dehydrated which was probably from the two days of drinking the previous week. I was not feeling well and almost came home. The next day I didn't run because my hip flexor was hurting to even walk. Instead I went to Lombardi to row and ride the bike. When Wednesday came I went out for a light run and miraculously for some god given reason it felt better. I got in small trail run that morning in the snow then proceeded to blast my legs in the gym (which are still recovering). Yes, when I say "Blast" I mean it. Squats, lunges, dead lifts, leg press, calf raises, the whole nine yards. It was a productive workout breaking down the muscles I don't get to when running and a great sore followed if you know what I mean. Now...Thursday....(This gets its own paragraph)


This snow run with Tyler Curley was epic as f*ck. It started with a light lunch at MEN WELDING FIRE in Reno, which is delicious, and I strongly recommend it. The snow was coming down and I choose to go run instead of going to my last class of the week (great idea). Keep in mind that I couldn't even touch my toes because of the leg workout the day before, but I figured what's a better way to heal the legs than run and break up the dry blood and lactic acid build up. Heading out into Keystone Canyon there was nobody out there but us. The run was about getting some time in on our feet and simply enjoying the snow. We did just that. I found myself following Tyler's minimus tracks in the snow while seeing him in the distance in front of me. During the run I caught myself smiling, laughing, and even chuckling a bit. Running in the snow that day felt euphoric. Following Tyler's tracks made me feel like I was a kid again playing follow the leader. During the run we crossed over and through some cold creeks which left my feet numb for about a minute after. On the way out the run was smooth because the wind was at our backs, but on the way in the snow was hitting us in the eyes. It was hitting us so hard we had to stop a few times, re-group, and figure out where we were. When we finally made it back to car, the best part of the run was yet to come. Tyler had the most epic snow beard known to man. I've never seen anything like it. It took some time to thaw out in the car. Overall, it was the best run I've had to date this year. Thank You Tyler.

As the week went on I found myself spending more time on my feet getting a few solid trail runs in of about 1:30 - 2:-00 per run. They all felt good and strong. I have developed a few blisters on the bottom of my feet but thats no biggie. What I did find eye opening about this week was not drinking for over a week, hydrating properly, eating healthier, and getting ample amounts of rest have proved to me that this is what it takes to get in better shape. I need to keep this mindset and stay focused on the task at hand. The only things I plan on changing with what I'm doing now is getting stronger daily and working harder each week.

"The only easy day was yesterday." -USMC

Monday, March 21, 2011

3/14/2011 - 3/20/2011 (Spring Break)


3/14/2011 - 3/20/2011

Miles: 9.5
Time: 1:05

Took the majority of the week off to rest and plan out my training for the Auburn 50k. I still got in two small runs during the middle of the week to stretch out the legs. I'm amped up for the next 75 days of training I'll be putting myself through. The transition from what I now look at as a "girl race" compared to the 50k is going to be a lot different. Instead of worrying about how fast I can finish this race and running by people this is going to be a true test of my mental and physical endurance. I understand that in my training now I need to not worry about how fast I can get out 13.1 miles because that's not going to be the task at hand. My runs will now transition to slower longer runs because I need to condition my feet, joints, and legs to be able to hold "this guy" (with two thumbs pointing at me) up for multiple hours. I will be doing a lot more trail work and climbing hills because this is an ultra marathon on TRAIL. I also plan on pushing my core hard in the gym. It's going to vary from day to day as you can see on my training schedule that I put together below this post. It's going to vary from using my own body weight, plates, and kettle bells. Lastly, it may be hard at first, but I'm really going to try to focus on what I eat. I'm at 170 lbs. even right now and I would like to be around 155 lbs. for this race. It's going to take some discipline and desire. Vegetables, fruit, power bars, chicken breast, fish, brown rice, protein shakes, omega-3, b-12, water, and some form of unsweetened electrolytes (Right Tyler?).

I'm ready to step into this man realm of running and hard work.

Beast Mode

Spring Break

Ups & Downs... that's just about how I can describe my break. I'm not going into detail because I'm moving forward and not looking back. Things happen, but we live, learn, and grow. It's simple. By the way, I'm starting to get these feelings of wanting to be a "MAN". Yes, a "MAN". I can't quite put it into words yet, but I'm ready to be done with school and start making decisions that are going to impact my life and those who are involved in it. I'm ready to get the ball rolling.

Positives about Spring Break 11'

*Death From Above 1979 - Sexy Results (Mstrkft Remix) "Let me show you how I work" - TY C.
*Read Dean Karnazes 3rd Book RUN! (Awesome) Favorite Quote..."Someone once asked, why run a hundred miles? Because basketball and football only take one ball."
*Dance Gavin Dance "Downtown Battle Mountain II"
*Dad's Kitchen on Freeport (Dad's Burger, Garlic Fries, and a carnitas street taco)
*Shamrockin' Half Marathon
*Got to hang out with John Franks and get a little tour of the capital... quote of the month from John "Losing your credibility is a lot like losing your virginity; once its gone you can never have it back."
*The Hot Italian Pizza Place (BOMB)
*UFC Fights with the family
*Waka Flocka - Grove Street Party
*And most of all I got to spend good quality time with the family

****Things I learned**** GUYS PAY FUCKING ATTENTION


Friday, March 18, 2011

Ultra Traning Plan

Ultra Marathon Training Plan

Auburn 50k (31.2 miles)

June 4, 2011



Ab Chair: Upper hanging knee-ups (3 x 20), Lower hanging leg-ups (3 x 20), dips (3 x 15), weighted crunches (3 x 15) -> 15 – 25 lbs.

Standing side crunches (3 x 15) -> 45 lbs, Leaning Side Crunches with Kettle bell (3 x 15)

GHT Crunches arms up (3 x 10) -> 10 – 25 lbs., GHT “Free Crunches (3 x 10 – 20)

Hammer Crunch Machine (3 x 20) -> 40 – 60 lbs.

Legs: Row (2,000 + m) & Bike (20 – 30 mins.)

Push Ups: 100

Pull Ups: (3 x 10)

Run: Moderate (8 – 10)



Normal Planks (3 x 1:30) ->30 sec. rest, Side Planks (3 x 1:00) 30 sec. rest

Leg lifts (30 sec. x 6 inches & 30 sec. apart), Leg-ups (3 x 12)

Ab ball hands to feet (3 x 15), Bosu Ball Crunches (3 x 15), Side to side medicine ball (30 sec burnout)

Crunches (3-5 sets x 25)

Legs: Box Jumps (3 x 25) & Jump Rope 15 mins.

Push Ups: 100

Run: Moderate (8 – 10)


Run: Speed Work Out (Track) 5 – 10 800m sprint -> rest 400 m jog around track in between intervals

Pull Ups: (3 x 10)


300 Spartan Ups (3 sets) ->135 lbs

Legs: Squats (3 x 15) -> 135 lbs. & Kettle Bell Lunges (3 x 12) -> 26 kg., Straight Leg Dead Lifts (3 x 15) -> 135 lbs., Leg Press Machine (3 x 15) -> 225 lbs., Calves (3 x 20) -> any exercise(s)



(Sauna for stretching if needed/wanted)

Friday/Saturday: **All contingent on how the legs feel from the workout**

Run(s): 1 moderate run (5-12 miles) & 1 long run (13.1 + miles)



Row, Bike, Run, Swim, Speed Workout, Hill Runs, Pull ups, Push ups, Abs

Sunday, March 13, 2011

03/07/2011 - 03/13/2011 & Shamrockin' Half Marathon

03/07/2011 - 03/13/2011

Miles: 29.85
Time: 3:08
Elevation Gain: 1,824 ft.

Shamrockin' Half Marathon Results

Finished 137th out of 5,500 participants
5th overall out 58 in my age division (19 - 24)
Miles: 13.13
Time: 1:36.33.6
Pace: 7:22

This week was a fairly light run week. I didn't really want to exert unnecessary energy on my weekly runs due to my race. Although it was only a half marathon (my first race ever) I was in high anticipation. All week long it was the main thought on my mind. Overall, I was pleased with results other than the fact that a twelve year old beat my finishing time by 22 seconds and girls (plural) finished before me. I know I know, sexist, but it's only out of competitive spirit. I had a few personal goals that I did achieve which was to first finish the race and second do it under 1 hour and 40 minutes. Any time over that would have made me feel disgusting about myself and the training I did to prepare. On the other hand, I was upset that I didn't finish in the top 100 runners "at least" and or finish in the top three in my age group. That was and is still extremely frustrating to me. The way I look at it goes something like this: As for the entire field of participants 36 participants trained harder than I did to keep me away from one of my personal goals. Second, 2 participants, to say the least, trained harder than I did to put me in the top three of my age group. That's the way I look at it and that will be my motivation during my training for the next race. My competitive edge is coming back and I love it. Also, I love that the running I'm participating in is labeled as an "INDIVIDUAL" sport, therefore, there is nobody to blame but myself for not accomplishing the goals I wished to achieve. I guess all there's left to say is train harder, stay motivated, and stay focused.

Next Race:

June 18, 2011
Pacifica, CA.
50k (31.2 miles) "my first marathon/ultra"

It'll be here sooner than I know it... and the new training plan is already being created. I'll be posting it sometime in the middle of this week.

"Run Happy"

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Present and The Future

I've often dabbled with the the thought of creating a blog to put some thoughts on paper, but I would not be telling the truth if I didn't say some other inspirations of creating a blog came from a few friends who blog thoughts of their own from time to time. Also, a few others who have inspired me to begin blogging are some of the runners I enjoy following : Anton, Dean, Goggins, etc... It's often nice to read their thoughts and feelings on how things are going on their lives (i.e running, school, family, etc..).


Recently I've been preparing the "Shamrockin' Half Marathon" in Sacramento that takes place Sunday March 13th. My inspiration to start training for this was my Dad, brother (who used to run), and a few books I decided to pick up during Winter break (Dean Karnazes: Ultra Marathon Man, Running Through the Wall). My first run to begin this training was actually last year on December 31st. When I started running it sucked. Not only was I out of shape, but during these past four years of college my mind for being physically active has truly deteriorated. My weight and shape has constantly fluxuated due to the lack of exercise, mass amounts of drinking, bad eating habits, and simply avoiding the gym. Although, I did try to get back into shape a few times by joining a boxing gym, doing cross fit, and an inconsistent visits to 24 Hour fitness, there always ended up being something that bored me with all of these activities. Well after reading a few books and and being inspired by some whom I consider closest to me in my life, I decided it was time to motivate myself. I started by mentally challenging myself to small goals such as how many times I would run a week, running distances, and then how many miles I could run in a week. With these goals I began to notice the competition with myself was growing to push harder, to run faster, and run a little farther every time I laced up my shoes. But something I would like to go back to is how "terrible" I felt when I started running. When I ran for the first two or three weeks I continuously experienced cramps, nauseousness, being extremely light headed, headaches, etc... Truly, it sucked, but I stuck with it. As my running continued my Dad and brother (who used to run) started talking about a bet on who could finish the "Shamrockin' Half Marathon" with the best time and also who would place highest within their age group. Once again, another goal and competition. My mindset dramatically changed once again, and ultimately the only thing I've been able to think about since is March 13th. While consistently training these past two months I have felt tremendous growth in my leg strength and my running itself (It feels great!) I often find myself talking about my runs with people who don't even care, but its nice to express positive feelings to others. Who knows, maybe I'll inspire someone else to start running. Although using running as a tool to challenge myself mentally and physically to get back into shape, something that running has also done is allowed me "think" and "free my mind". When I mention "thinking" I'm talking about stressful situations I have going on, school, future runs, family, etc.." When I mention "freeing my mind" I'm talking about running, being me, and not thinking about anything except for the enjoyment of what I'm doing at the moment. Running has also done things like slow down my drinking habits tremendously and allow me to reestablish my competitive self as an individual. Lastly, while running more recently I have been thinking a lot about my future (graduation, job/career, location(s), family, and my girlfriend). There are several thoughts, feelings, ideas, and interest that have been running through my head, but I can't quite figure out how to express them to people without being taken as a joke, irrational, or skeptical. So, I figured why not put it on paper and see how it looks after that?

The Future

Written while listening to Bon Iver, "For Emma, Forever Ago" Soundtrack

Graduation is rapidly approaching. In many instances I'm proud of what I achieved thus far, being that I've put myself through college, and especially being the first college graduate out of anyone in my family. But in actuality, I'm a bit frightened with the thought. I keep asking myself what am I going to do? What's my location going to be? Yes, I won't lie Grad school has been a thought, but who am I kidding, after 18 years of reading, taking tests, and going to class, it's time to distance myself from any lifestyle similar to that. I want nothing to do with the classroom. Nowadays I find myself in great debate whether to even go to lecture or just teach myself. I can say this is the first time in my life I've experienced a massive amount of what is known as "SENIORITIS". The reality of all of this is that it's time to grow up. Other questions I constantly am trying to figure out is what I want to do for a job/career? As much as I would like to be like the 90% of kids who grow up in Sacramento, I don't want to go back, live at home, and be complacent with the simplistic beauties Sacramento has to offer. On the other hand, I don't want to rush into anything stupid and set myself back in life. I refuse to live from pay check to pay check (I didn't get a degree for the hell of it) But being stubborn me, I also can not see myself sitting in someone's office in the capital or private business and being a paper pushing slave to the man. That's not me or my personality and that could potentially be worse than sitting in a Grad school class. So by now you're probably thinking like I often think to myself... what the fuck does this guy want? Well, let me tell you I wish I had the answer. Something recently that has been entertaining my mind more than anything is OCS. For those of you that don't know what OCS stands for its Officer Candidate School. The branch I would want to go to would be the United States Marine Corps for several reasons. I have a lot of family who have been Marine's so going to any other branch would be a slap in the face. The Marine's are known as the most trained, disciplined, courageous, crazy brave people to walk the face of the planet. Who wouldn't want to have that training or title? Learning some of the most skilled tactics and going back to learning how to survive and be a leader to all of society sounds good to me. Now I'm sure the reasons for me pondering this idea may not agree with some people, but ultimately as selfish as this sounds, this is the first time in my whole entire life I feel like this is something I need to do for myself, for the bettering of my future, for my family, future kids, and humanity. First off, going into the military would allow me to receive all benefits from A - Z not just for myself, but for family as well for as long as we exist. Second, I understand its not a job that brings in a ton of money especially at the beginning, but once again I'm not doing it for the paycheck, I would do it because I freely choose to. Third, by the time I'm done with my duty, I will feel like I will be ready to begin my life. My maturity level will be exactly where I want it to be, it makes the sounds of starting a family of my own a lot better, I will be financially stable, and hopefully by that point have my own vehicle and home. All of this sounds good to me and sounds like a self made man, something I admire my father and grandfather for teaching me how to be. Not all things in life are supposed to come easy and what's wrong with a little hard work to get the things you want? Lastly, the most idealistic future goal of a career that I would love to achieve would be working for either the FBI, CIA, Police Duty (More specific SWAT), something of this nature. I would have all of the qualifications and find no reasons as to why somewhere wouldn't offer me a job. A man who has a college degree and military background as an officer seems to fit this criteria. Now for the part some of you are waiting for is the CONS of this whole selfish decision. Well, number one would be the distance away from my family. Not being able to see my little brothers, parents, and grandparents especially since they're getting older scares me to death. I couldn't even imagine losing closeness with any of them or something health wise happening to one of my grandparents. My world would come crashing down like a ton of bricks. Second, my relationship(s). Right now I consider my girlfriend to not only be my girlfriend or my love, but my best friend in the whole world. Some small cliche words that I can think to describe her go something along the lines of "scary smart, crazy beautiful, electric, compassionate, and outright amazing". The thoughts of leaving her behind for some amount of time until we can make some type of living arrangements is scary. It's easy for people to fall "out of love" over a given period of space, time, and not being able to communicate on a daily basis. In actuality this scares me the most because she's precious and she's dearest to my heart. Ultimately, I would not ask her to do anything she doesn't want to do. With that strong-willed independent personality of hers, I would never want her to feel uncomfortable, forced to do something she doesn't want to do, or hold her back from any dreams she has. I've made that clear from day one when we met in Lake Tahoe. All I can really say about her is since we met in late July, she's given me advice and made a positive impact in my life that has changed me for the better. The girl has been the catch of a lifetime. I can who heartedly say if there was any girl in the world who I feel would stand by my side with loyalty and dignity throughout this process, she's the one. Now as for my friends, I know who will always be there for me regardless. That handful of you know who you are and I don't have to justify any decisions I make to you. I look forward to your support and plan to continue seeing or hearing about you guys at my house during the holidays regardless if I'm present or not. So if I haven't bored anyone yet and your still reading you know where I stand on this very day with my thoughts about my career, life, girlfriend, friends, running, etc... I guess the only question left to be answered is what will really happen after I graduate? Only time will tell and right now it's not of the essence. The clocks ticking this very second...

Happy Trails

Why run? Why Not? -"I understand it now"