August 12, 2018
Okay, I’ve completed nine runs in the last sixteen days. Up until now, I feel like it’s all been shaking down my body, making sure everything works right. I think I might be able to up my mileage to four miles on most days, weather permitting, with attempts at longer runs on the weekends.
Mind you, I’m over-selling the run part. What I do for an hour when I take to the road in my pulse-taking hat, my double heart rate straps, one of my Hill People Gear kit bags, and my pair of recently-purchased black and white Nike Pegasus 34 running shoes with approximately 47.3 miles on them.
What I’m doing is a combination of the Japanese-inspired Slow Jogging and what’s called the Cliff Young Ultra Shuffle. Slow jogging, slow running. I’ve even called it a zombie shuffle and the way a marching band leader leads a parade. Can you see it in your mind’s eye?
Since it’s mid-summer I’ve limited my runs until after 8 or 9 at night. I also added a frozen CamelBak to my ensemble. I have even added a really uncool-but-safe hi-viz reflective vest to the mix some nights.
I will admit to really loving the Nike Zoom Pegasus 34s much more than I expected. I’m a midfoot and a forefoot runner so I like how the Nike’s cushioned heel is there when I need it but stays away when I’m on my tipped forward and on the move. There’s more than enough spring on the forefoot to not require much cushion.
But when I land on my heels, there’s enough cushion underneath even 300-pound me to keep the jarring away.
Once I wear out my new Pegs I’ll go back to the pile of Hoka One Ones I have moldering in the closet. I’d rather spend them than throw them away.
I know I’ve only logged 47 miles on the Pegs so far but I am over 300 pounds and I do, indeed, shuffle, and the outsole has been doing brilliantly in terms of wear and rear.
I’ll run a pair of Bondi 3s to the ground between Nikes. I’ll try the 33s, the 35s, maybe the Turbos, and I might even try the 32s, 31s, 30s—who knows how retro I’ll go (it depends on eBay, really).
One bad habit I need to break is grabbing a bite to eat right after the run. I usually end my runs at Giant and grab something to nosh on.
My rationally was that my first couple weeks would be tough on my body so I thought some après run protein might be good. Maybe it was, but just an hour of slow jogging doesn’t even deserve a Gu or a Gatorade.
Water and just the 1,500 calories I’m trying to keep to should be more than good enough. None of it is high intensity (HIIT) training, nor is it extreme performance training. Suicides, sprints, speedwork—any of that. So, enough with the after training treats. Don’t need them unless I plan them into my day.
I took a couple days off over this weekend but I’ll be back to it starting tomorrow—Monday—night.
That’s the report! All is well.