2020 week five

Book Read
3. Vancouver After Dark – Aaron Chapman

Kilometres Ran
week five – 67.2

2020 to date: 302 KM

The latest offering from Vancouver historian Aaron Chapman explores “no fun city” through its nightclubs. I really liked Chapman’s other book The Last Gang in Town about the Clark Park Gang so I had high expectations for this. For the most part it lived up to them. It did get rather depressing when it seemed as though every story of a live music venue in this city ended with the date that it was demolished and the name of the condo or office tower that replaced it. The book has lots of great historical photographs too. I liked this book. Chapman tells a good story, even though it got a bit repetitious. There’s a copy of his book dedicated to the Commodore on our bookshelf here that I should probably get around to reading too.

Burrard Bridge, Vancouver, B.C.

On Friday, World Athletics released its ruling on the controversial Nike Vaporfly shoes. The decision brought that the current incarnation of the shoes would be fine but they outlined new rules for the future, rules that effectively banned the prototype Nike Alphafly that Eliud Kipchoge wore when he broke the two hour marathon in Vienna back in the autumn. The new rules limit stack height to 40 mm and limit to one carbon-fibre plate (the Alphafly is rumoured to have three). Those rules I don’t think surprised many people. Putting a limit on the stack height seemed to be what everyone was expecting. The more interesting decision was around prototypes. Beginning April 30, 2020, a shoe has to have been available to the general public for four months before it can be used in elite competition, ostensibly banning prototypes from elite competition. I’ll link to the release here. It means, though, that the Vaporfly is fine for the upcoming US Olympic Marathon Trials in Atlanta at the end of February (and for the Tokyo Olympics later this year). The US OMT is interesting because any athlete who shows up that day without the Vaporfly on their feet is already at a significant disadvantage over the rest of the field (who have the fancy shoes). For me, though, this is mostly meaningless. Or so I though until I actually thought about it. I’ve been asked why I don’t race in them, and my answer has always been that I want to see what I can accomplish without them, which sounds all noble except that I’m pretty firmly not a Nike guy and I am pretty firmly an Adidas guy and if Adidas had made them then I would probably have three or four pairs by now. But what I’ve thought a lot about lately is the effect of so many people around me who do wear them and what that has done for the sport. I have gone from competing against myself and only myself, to sort of kind of caring about where I place in my age group at an event, to working towards achieving a particular standard – a Boston Qualifying time. In the time since I started caring about a BQ (a very recent period of time one could call the Vaporfly era) the Boston Qualifying time has been cut by five minutes because more and more people are consistently running faster. It sucks to work so hard and have the goalposts moved. It also sucks to think that even in spite of the disastrous day at CIM in December, if everything else was the same and I was wearing Vaporfly shoes I might have run a BQ. It really would have felt a bit like cheating though.

Summertime Slacker

Books Read:

25. Hysteric — Nelly Arcan
26. Chinese Blue — Weyman Chan
27. Forthcoming organized labour history book

Kilometres Ran:
week thirty — 58.3
week thirty one — 56
week thirty two — 69.7
week thirty three — 56.6

To date: 1,922 km

So rather than read and write about it I decided that since I’ve barely read anything there wasn’t much point in writing about how I’ve barely read anything. So I didn’t. As you can see. Does anyone enjoy reading Nelly Arcan? Are you even allowed to enjoy reading her? I think I have two left to read of hers. Her work is so good but so heavy and depressing. I got to see and hear Weyman Chan read at the Talonbooks launch for Human Tissue, which I also purchased along with Chinese Blue but haven’t read yet. But I will, not least because Chinese Blue is so damn good. Trudging through nearly 400 pages of MS Word manuscript is rarely enjoyable, but I find the subject matter very interesting. I hope it gets published. And properly edited. You know, unlike this blog.

In three week I fly to Copenhagen for the Copenhagen Half Marathon on September 17 and I’m pretty excited about that. Travelling gives me an excuse to update my wardrobe, so travelling for a race must mean new running gear, right? It’s not like I need a new pair of racing flats but that didn’t stop me from picking up a second pair of the Adios 3. Plus they were on sale. I’ve been very curious about On Running shoes since their propaganda somehow started ending up in my Gmail inbox. They’re a bit pricey to just take a chance on, which makes me lament that there’s no test drive for running shoes. And then, as if my mind had been read, on Thursday at Forerunners on West 4th’s sunset run On was supposed to be on hand to demo their line up so I showed up. On, however, did not. But I had a good time anyway, with a short 9 km out to Spanish Banks and back to the store. The group is really friendly, and the run met at 7:30 p.m. rather than the typical 6:00 p.m. that every club seems to love but precludes me from being able to participate. I make it sound as if I would if I could. I’ve written here before, and numerous times, how I enjoy running for its solitude, But once in a while it’s nice to get out and be around people that also like to run. I do not know very many.

week twenty seven

Books Read:
41. The Queue — Basma Abdel Aziz
42. Mercenary English — Mercedes Eng

Kilometres Ran:
this week — 41.56
to date — 958.79

I imagine that when Trump wins the US presidential election this November that America will soon descending to the Kafkaesque post-Arab Spring world that Aziz describes so uncomfortably well in The Queue. It’s disheartening to think that what she describes may very well be happening in many places in the Middle East right now. Egypt comes to mind as most obvious. A post civil war Syria seems likely as well. I followed The Queue with a revisit to Eng’s Mercenary English — from a book about ultimate government surveillance, bureaucracy and control, to one about a group of people and a neighbourhood that for too long was largely ignored in the hopes that it would just go away. I’m currently working on an expanded new edition of Mercenary English for CUE Books. The new edition has a new introduction from Eng along with some additions to the autocartography section, and concludes with an interview between Eng and the inimitable Fred Moten (that I am [still] anxious to see/read). I’m hoping to have it out by September, but all of a sudden it’s nearly the middle of July — it’s not looking good. But I’m going to try.
week twenty seven
After putting bout 550 kilometres on my Adidas runners I went out on my birthday (back in June) and bought some new Nike runners from The Right Shoe. And they were great. She was great. I cannot remember her name. Anyway, it was a first for me. Until then all of my runners have come from Costco or Winners. And I’ve had mostly good luck. My physiotherapist suggested The Right Shoe because, well, it’s not just a clever name. And the woman that helped me (Tashaorsomething) made me try on a whole pile of shoes and I honestly went with the ones that I thought felt the best and then I started to get a pain in the top of my foot and the last time this happened was when I bought a pair of Saucony runners (from Winners) and in the first run on them I started experiencing extensor tendonitis and as soon as I went back to my old runners (Nikes, also from Winners) it went away. So I thought that me and Saucony just weren’t going to get along. So I went and bought Adidas runners (from Winners) and they were great, and I wore them out and then bought another pair (from Costco) and (now we’re full circle) and wore them out and then ended up at The Right Shoe on my birthday buying a pair of Nikes that I’d previously had good luck with but this time I did not. So I’m at a bit of a loss because there was zero indication in the store that these shoes were going to hurt my feet (also, gave me my first running blister ever during the Scotiabank half marathon). Anyway, it’s just a bit frustrating. And I don’t know what the solution is except to just chance it and see.