Reflections With Captain Morgan

From the time I returned from Jacksonville until today, I’ve continued to lack focus with regard to my training.  Positive momentum: I know I’ve harped on this in prior blog entries, but I cannot stress enough just how important it is as well as how difficult it is to develop and maintain over longer periods of time.  Every day it’s the same thing: I throw on my running clothes, double-knot my laces, grab my Iphone, blast some Eminem (hey – don’t judge me…at least I didn’t say Peter F*&king Frampton), and waddle through a few miles before calling it a morning or an evening.  Every day I try to run my 4..5..6 miles at a pace that I hope to – at some point in the future – maintain for the entire 26.2.  And at the end of each week, I feel as though no progress has been made with regard to my level of preparedness for the next event on my calendar: The Ocean Drive Marathon in Cape May, New Jersey on March 25th.  It’s 10 days away…and I’m starting to get concerned.


Now I think I know what you might be saying to yourself at this moment: Joe, you’ve run a few marathons…how the heck did you let things get to this point?  So I took some time to reflect on this, joined by the greatest pirate that ever haunted the Seven Seas: no, not Jack Sparrow…Captain Morgan, and his trusty first mate, Coke.  The salty sea scoundrel has a way of fouling up my rigging and exposing my stern to…well…his rather large, weather-beaten boot.  The end result is some internal honesty.  And Lord I cannot stand that.  One good thing that comes out of these very infrequent (insert a chuckle here) discussions with the good captain is that he tosses The Tool in the brig for a while, thereby allowing me to evaluate my weaknesses without that tiny schmucks color commentary.  The end result of this meeting of the piratical minds was the following:


1)      I actually don’t have a gameplan to improve my running technique, stamina, or pace for this “12 in ‘12” project.  My goal has been to simply survive each one.  That is not good enough.  I need to sit down and draw up a full year’s training plan.  And then…well..stick to it!  In prior blog entries, I know I’ve mentioned that it’s important to develop a gameplan and then stick to it.  This is an example of “do as I say – not as I do”. 


2)      Since I have no established gameplan for training this year – I’ve just been “winging it” – I go out every day and run the same way…at the same pace….on the same paths.  I need to shake things up.  Again – this is not some incredible new theory: I knew this already.  However…once again…another example of “do as I say and not as I do”.  Oy. 


3)      I’m still not eating right.  Too many bad calories.  Not enough water.  Chocolate is a food group.  Veggies are the enemy.  Once more the good captain pointed out to me that “’tis not good, laddie, to be eatin’ all those M&Ms while there be a bunch of apples docked at your kitchen counter”.  Again: I know I’m eating wrong.  I’ve just not been disciplined enough to actually do something about it. 


4)      I feel weak.  I am used to offsetting my roadwork with some quality gym time.  I miss releasing my inner Rocky Balboa as I bounce around the free weights, listening to onlookers mutter “I have no idea who’s the bigger dumbbell – that lead weight or the idiot shaking it around like a maraca”.  I need to hit the gym.  Forgetaboutit.


I said good night to the captain, and drifted off to sleep.


At about 2:30am, I woke up startled.  It dawned on me: The Tool has crossed over from just renting a spot on my left shoulder each marathon Sunday to taking out a one year lease on that piece of personal property in order to distract and annoy me on a daily basis.  That tiny bastard.


It appears that I’ve now been locked into a ten-month battle.  Well that’s fine by me: I’m up for a prolonged skirmish with that annoying imp.  Starting tomorrow, (March 16th 2012) I’m cutting out the Diet Coke.  No more chocolate until after I cross the finish line at the 2013 Walt Disney World Marathon.  I’m going to eat healthier, draw up a solid training program and then break my rather sizable rump roast for the remainder of the year.  Time to get down to business.

Author: backofthepacker

A slow running, wine slurping, Disney-loving, bourbon swilling triathlete that is simply looking to go from ordinary to extraordinary...and hopefully motivate others along the way.

4 thoughts on “Reflections With Captain Morgan”

  1. Hey Turtle,
    May I call you that, a bit forward I know.
    I go by the name of counterwgt, bestowed upon me by an old baseball teammate. (Seems I ran with a counter weight out front 30 years ago and its still there 🙁 )

    A mutual friend of ours (ET) recommended your blog to me and I’m just now wading through you past entries.

    One thing you mentioned here caught my attention, item 2.
    I too followed the same training regime and after 8 or 10 years of the same 5KM loop, my left knee decided “NO MORE”.
    After many visits to my Doc, a Physio, and finally a Certified Sports Doc, the cause of my woes was discovered.

    It’s said that “a picture is worth a thousand words”, but in my case it was a look.
    The look on the Sports Docs face when she, yes a she, asked about my running route.
    Same loop, everyday or two. The word that that look said was “idiot”.

    You must change the running surface or direction, and/or camber of your running route from time to time. It gives your joints a much need break. (no pun intended)
    (an out and back would work best)

    Congrats on your 3 of 12 and good luck with your training goals.

    Or Dave

    1. Thanks for stopping by and checking out my writing, David! Hope I’ll make you laugh!

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