2019 week thirty five

Book Read
34. Grief is the Thing with Feathers – Max Porter

Kilometres Ran
week thirty five – 61

2019 to date: 1,681

In this pretty great debut novella a father and two sons deal with life and grief at the loss of partner and mother, along with a crow who serves as a sort of asshole grief counsellor who promises to hang around for as long as the family needs. Porter’s experimental style is not easily accessible but I liked it a lot. I am sure most of the Dickinson and (Ted) Hughes references went right over my head but I really enjoyed this book regardless. A relatively short read that you might have to work a bit for, but worth it.

Saturday was the third and final event in the Vancouver Distance Track Series hosted by Nic Browne and the Vancouver Falcons Athletic Club. Initially billed to be a 10,000 on the track up at UBC, a couple weeks ago Nic added an 800 and mile to the event so I signed up to see if I could better my mile result from back at the beginning of June. The field was a lot thinner this time out, which I think turned out to be a disadvantage. My goal was to try to run 1:25 laps for the first three and then try to explode my heart on the fourth but without a pacer my timing was merely guesswork.

Photo by Debra Kato

First lap I came through at 1:26 and I was rather pleased with myself and settled into a rhythm that, turns out, was a bit slow. Second lap the clock read 2:58. Third and into the bell lap and I don’t recall the numbers on the clock but I had a feeling it was my slowest. I pushed hard through the 300 metres of lap four and then tried my damndest to cough up a lung on the final straight to the finish.

Photo by Debra Kato

I crossed the finish 5:52 for the same finish time as my first mile attempt back in June, proving, I guess, that it was not a fluke. Hindsight being what it is, I think that I could have given more on lap three. I also think that back in June I benefited a lot from having people close to me throughout the race. This time out I was 14 seconds ahead of the runner behind me, and 38 seconds behind the next person in front of me. But then this morning I checked both times again; my run Saturday was 7/100 faster than June. I’ll take it. Twelve days until Eastside 10K. BONUS: I knew that Rachel Cliff is the current Canadian women’s marathon record holder, which won me an entry into the Gunner Shaw Cross Country race in December. Yay! BUT: I think I’ll be in Sacramento running the California International Marathon. Boo! I need to double check.

2019 week thirty one

Book Read
29. No, Wait. Yep. Definitely Still Hate Myself – Robert Fitterman

Kilometres Ran
week thirty one – 42.3

2019 to date: 1,457 KM

I picked up this long poem expecting a bit of dark humour but instead found only dark. It’s not funny at all. Okay, there are accidental moments of humour sprinkled here and there, but over all it’s just banal, self deprecation that goes on for 88 pages. Fitterman trolls social media and blogs to compile a singular voice of abject sadness. Not this one though, as far as I could tell. The endeavour is interesting, and the way in which he manages to string it all together so that it seems to be coming from one voice is impressive, but otherwise it’s really rather meh. I mean, I’ve encountered the very real people whom Fitterman gives a mic with this work, and I’ve muted them. The (surprisingly?) out of print book is available for free as a PDF press proof here in case you’re in a fine, level mood or better (worse?) and have had just about enough of that shit.

Finish line sprint for a 40:40 at the 2019 VFAC Summerfast 10K. Photo by Taylor Smith (cropped).

So it happened that I was at Summerfast 10K to run around Stanley Park and I ran into local marathoner extraordinaire Walter Downey (PS this link will only work until his next marathon PB) and we got to talking about running and he asked me about what I was up to and I told him about my long goal to get into Boston #125 in 2021 and that meant running a late summer / early autumn 2020 marathon to go along with turning one year older and therefore ten minute qualifying time slower next year. If you’re confused, imagine moi. So Downey took pity on me and set me straight on how Boston qualifying actually works and then I said, “Oh.” And then, just to be sure, I asked, “So, what you’re saying is that I can run a marathon this fall that would qualify me for Boston #125 in 2021 and if things go terribly I won’t have proverbially put all my eggs in one basket?” and he said, “Yes.” So I asked, “What do you recom…” “CIM,” he replied. So I ran Summerfast and then for the next week I was basically that kid in The Wizard.

(Have you guessed my BQ age category yet?). So after a few days pondering and without confirmed time off approval from the office and with only about 4% space remaining I registered to run the California International Marathon in Sacramento, CA on December 8 and then booked a hotel and then booked a flight and then I met my past Mile2Marathon coach Kevin Coffey for coffee and asked if he’d be willing and interested in doing another marathon build with me and he said, “Yes.” Next week is sixteen weeks from CIM and Kevin and I start building on Thursday. I’m pretty damn excited.