Monday, February 13, 2017


One of the hardest parts of getting into another fitness activity is setting up a new routine. I’m not sure if it is because I’m a guy and my simple brain works best when it can automatically float through life (it does), but all of my past successes have been when I have a good “running routine”.  Get up at 4am, run, stretch, shower, be to work by 7. Simple.  Hell, there were a few mornings where I didn’t even remember the first part of my runs! But, for some reason with the time that I took off, I’ve gotten into an entirely different routine.  Let’s call my current routine the “sit around and be fat” routine.  SAABT for short.

To be fair to myself, I’m not JUST sitting around, I’m also eating. :) Seriously though, for a variety of reasons (work mostly), I’ve fallen out of my normal habits.  Over the last 6 months or so I’ve attempted to get back on a regular schedule of working out early in the morning with limited success. More often than not, I’ve used the quiet time of the day to catch up on work or maybe quietly drink coffee without 15 nonstopped questions about “dad, when Max gets his (neutered) stiches out, THEN can he make baby puppies?”.  No, son. The answer is always no.

What I say I've been doing: Drinking coffee in the morning

What I've actually been doing.....

The other challenge is gear.  The thing that initially drew me to running as much as it did was the lack of ‘gear’ required. All you need was a pair of shoes and a garmin, and body guide, and a water belt, and shorts with the underwear built in, and some gels, and maybe even a wicking shirt if it was colder than 50 degrees and you were off and running! Cycling requires more parts than trying to put together a dresser from IKEA and lifting weights requires some form of weights if I want to actually get bigger vs just toned like Justin Bieber. (Actually, nevermind. Biebs is actually looking pretty ripped.  Crap.  SPEAKING OF, have you heard his music lately?  It's actually pretty good!  Double crap.)

So, like anything new - be it working out, a new hobby, or even regular old work – there is a learning curve that must be overcame.   It seems like scheduling and lack of gear are the ones that I’m currently working through. One of those would seemingly be easily fixed with money.  The other is a little bit harder to overcome – but not nearly as hard as it would be for Max the dog to have babies after his surgery….  More to come on how I work through setting up a routine!

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Oh Hi

Oh hi.

Have you ever had one of those weeks where you're so busy that you just don't have time to do laundry and before you know it you're wearing your old fat clothes from high school?  What about one of those years?  Yeah, me either.

So, I haven't blogged in over 6 months.  That is my longest period of time without blogging in nearly 10 years. To put that into context, when I started blogging I was married, lived in a different state, had a different job, and didn't have a rambunctious 6 year old.

Also, when I started blogging, I still ran.  Womp womp.  Part of the reason for my lack of literary inspiration is due in no small part to my lack of running.  It is 50% of this blog's title, afterall! Rest assured, the other boring half of this blog will forever be burned into the fiber of my being.

As you might recall, I had surgery on my knee in September of 2015.  I had torn my patellar tendon as well as a host of other things.  My surgeon at the time told me that the surgery had a 50/50 chance of success..... guess which side I was on?  So, as I sit here 18 months later, it hurts to get up off of the toilet, hurts to flex my quad all the way, and I'll limp for days if I run more than 2-3 miles. So, yeah.

So, my surgery failed. Now what? It is interesting how much you realize your personal identity is tied to something when you can no longer do it. Even today I'll get the "so, any races coming up?" questions by people who mean well. For the first 6 months or so post surgery, I tried very hard to do everything I could to get back to running. For the next 6, I moped around and gained a pretty solid 15 pounds (of muscle obviously french fries). These last 6 months or so I've come to grips with my new 'reality' and have been actively searching for my next 'thing'.

While selling face cream and/or smelly oils crossed my mind, it seems like I have settled on a combination of bike riding and weight lifting.  My body has always been built for doing a little bit of work 10,000 times really quickly vs a lot of work 10 times, so weightlifting has been providing the humbling challenge I crave.

So, what about this running blog? I honestly don't know. The truth behind "The Boring Runner" is that I wanted to be funny in that my blog was (hopefully) not boring but that running is indeed super boring. I wonder if I could maybe continue the irony of having a running blog without actually running? Couldn't be worse than the blogs with 15 sponsored posts in a row...... heyoooo.

I'm not sure when I'll blog again, but I feel like I owed the 10 people who kept this blog in their feed an update. I'm thinking I might catalog my foibles trying to learn how to lift weights... Believe me, there are months and months of content involved with that!  If nothing else, at least I hung on to my high school fat clothes!  Acid washed jeans are still in style, right?