five weeks till hopkinton

2026 to date:
books read: three
kilometres ran: 741.5
kilometres rode: 1,449.6

I used to post here weekly and when I decided to resurrect this space I wasn’t sure what my cadence might be, but what I knew was that I wasn’t going to post here weekly. And since then I have posted here weakly.

I finished Perfection and intended to have something written to coincide with 50 days until the Boston Marathon but here we are 35 days away. A colleague once quoted Voltaire at me and I am still not sure they even know who Voltaire is. I replied something along the lines of good enough is rarely synonymous with good.

Perfection is a work in translation that made The New Yorker’s best books of 2025 list, and was shortlisted for the International Booker Prize. But I didn’t know that when I picked up a copy that had climbed my to-read pile I cannot remember how. A couple of expat designers settle into life in Berlin during that heyday (or so it seemed from over here) of Berlin being the cool place to be, and they proceed to experience the same mundane life as they would anywhere else. I remember the early aughts when it seemed like every artist and designer was on their way to Berlin or trying to figure out how to join their friends there. I’d just moved to Vancouver from Kamloops by way of a two-winter purgatory in Winnipeg and everybody was talking about Berlin. While reading Perfection I found a few neurons refire with nostalgia for the little gallery space I helped float on the corner of East Hastings and Princess in those early arrival years. Some of those could have remained burnt out. I have found myself thinking about this book a lot in the time since I finished reading it. I think that its praise is deserved.

There’s a problem with the Boston Marathon and everyone talks about it for a few days or a couple weeks every year right around the end of September when everyone who qualified and applied to run Boston finds out whether or not qualifying is actually enough. Spoiler: it’s often not. I know this intimately. This confuses people who are on the periphery of this stupid little hobby, but to some of us it is serious business. Since not everybody knows how this works here’s my explainer. (If you know then just skip a bit.)

The Boston Marathon is the only race I am aware of that you need to qualify for in order to be allowed to run…other than the Olympics, the Worlds…I guess there are a few but Boston is the only that I shlub like me needs to qualify for. Most races you just give them enough money and they let you run. Some you enter a lottery for the chance to give them money. To be allowed to give the Boston Athletics Association (BAA) money to be allowed to run the Boston Marathon you need to have run a Boston Qualifying time (BQ). Times are adjusted by age and gender. For instance, if you are a 30 year old dude you need to run a marathon in under 2 hours and 55 minutes. Do that, and you have a BQ! Congrats you qualified to run the Boston Marathon! But not so fast (pun intended?) because so did a whole bunch of other weirdos. The BAA takes all the qualifying entries and subtracts time until they get to their number of participants. Every year the number changes because it depends on how fast everybody ran, and how many people applied. For 2026, the cut off time was 4 minutes and 34 seconds, which means the 30 year old dude who ran 2:54:58 actually needed to run faster than 2:50:26.

People keep running faster so every few years the BAA lowers the BQ standard. In 2025 the BQ standard for that 30 year old dude was 3 hours flat, but the cutoff that year was 6 minutes and 21 seconds. I feel that pain because for 2025 I had a BQ “buffer” of 5:59. I missed out going to Boston by 22 seconds. (Which is also why I was certain that I wasn’t going to get in this year either, since my buffer was just 5:05.)

After the 2026 field got released, a shitfluincer (a few did…) went onto Insta and probably TikTok (I don’t TikTok but I do assume) to lament the unfairness of it all since they had run the qualifying time but missed the cutoff and now, the horrors, they wouldn’t be running their fifth Boston Marathon in a row. “I ran the Boston Qualifying time; I should get in! This is so unfair!” But everybody — even you unless you skipped that part — knows that running a BQ doesn’t mean you get into Boston. I do sort of hear their lamentations, and it seems like the BAA does too, because for 2027 they have instituted a time penalty for marathon times earned on a significantly downhill courses. Beginning now, courses with a net-downhill of 1,500 feet or more will incur a “time adjustment” of 5-10 minutes. It’s a start but I don’t think this goes far enough.

My idea will never fly. The BAA loves to shine spotlight on multi-year participants, while I think they should sit out and let some first-timers have a run. My idea is to impose a time adjustment of one minute for every time the applicant has already run Boston. If you’ve already run Boston four times, like our shitfluincer has, that’s a four-minute penalty.

I will run the Boston Marathon in 35 days and then no matter what happens I will get out of the way for someone else. Hopefully they’ll be a first timer too.

2020 week twenty three

Book Read
23. White Fragility – Robin DiAngelo

Kilometres Ran
week twenty three – 50.4

2020 to date: 1,441

I had to start somewhere so I went with the book that every white person seems to be reading right now thinking that it must be written by a BIPOC but no and it almost made me stop before I really got started plus a few voices online saying don’t read White Fragility read this instead (but I read it anyway). And it was good (and you should read it too if you haven’t already read it) but then maybe I should read something else *too* (and you should too probably). A friend suggest White Rage by Carol Anderson; another suggested How to be an Antiracist by Ibram X. Kendi. I’ve added both to my list.

Birthday Stanley Park loop.

I passed a semi-milestone birthday this week, which means that I’m in a new age group if we ever get to race again (for those races that have five-year age groups) and also means that my Boston Marathon qualifying time is now slower than my current personal best. In case we ever get to race again. Boston was cancelled this week. I think it was this week. Who can keep track anymore? One race series that still going on is the Mile2Marathon Virtual Race Series. Results from May were (rather quietly, ahem) posted online and I was right where I expected to be after my 5 KM performance – in the middle somewhere (but not the middle as in the middle prize winner, of course). Next up is the mile at the end of June and I’d like to see how close I can get to 5:20 so coach and I have been working on speed quite a bit and my body has said no. Specifically my right achilles and calf have said no. It’s not dire but it’s enough to make me pick up Chris Napier’s Science of Running from the coffee table and flip though and self diagnose and not be happy with the diagnosis so I’ll be contacting my physiotherapist this week and dialling back on the running (at least on the speed work) for a few days. Injury free since February 2019. I guess the streak had to end sometime.

2020 week eleven

“Books” Read
7. You’re All Just Jealous of My Jetpack – Tom Gauld
8-12. Money Shot #1 – #5 – Tim Seeley & Sarah Beattie

Kilometres Ran
week eleven – 88.8

2020 to date: 675 KM

The COVID-19 crisis has become a worldwide pandemic and while many online suggest this is a great time to get some reading done my attention span is on lingering around comic books and video games. So I read some comic books and played a lot of XBox. Tom Gauld graces the cover of many a New Yorker collecting dust on my coffee table, and I picked up this collection from Pulp Fiction Books in the fall. This little book collects from his eight years of weekly comics in the Guardian. Dark, quirky, genius. I’m a fan. I’m also a fan of Sarah Beattie on Twitter and Instagram and (also) back in the fall she started talking about a new project with Tim Seeley. Money Shot takes place in the near future “amid an anti-science presidential administration and public apathy.” A group of five scientists cannot secure research funding and resort to raising money by producing pay-per-view intergalactic porn. Fun, funny, smut. I’m sure I’ll get back to being Mr. Serious soon enough, but for now it’s comics and XBox.

Because everything is cancelled. First, Boston got postponed, which I was a bit relieved because I was expecting it to be cancelled. I expected everyone to get deferred to 2021 and then make it virtually impossible to qualify for Boston #125. But it was postponed, for now. Then the cascade started. Yesterday’s St Pat’s 5K was cancelled, followed by the Vancouver Sun Run. I wasn’t registered in either, but disappointed regardless. Then goal race April Fool’s Run half marathon on the Sunshine Coast was postponed until August and I was really disappointed. And then the BMO Marathon in May was cancelled and I was pretty demoralized. I had registered to run it to try to get a BQ for 2021 but didn’t talk about it except with my partner and coach, and had sworn them to secrecy for various reasons. Now I’m in limbo. I had wanted to run Berlin at the end of September and enjoy it rather than put the weight of BQ onto it. Who knows if it will even happen now. So for now I’m back to running like I did in the weeks following CIM – running for the sake of running and just enjoying it like I did way back before I became hyper-competitive with myself. And that’s okay, but I’m going to miss racing, and it seems my race-each-month goal is not going to happen this year. My next races are Scotiabank Half Marathon on June 28 followed by Summerfast 10K in mid-July. If they go ahead. We’ll see.