I don't know if interesting is quite the word to describe the last week ... so I guess I might let it describe itself ...
As mentioned in the previous posting, my neighbors and I had to evacuate our apartments early last Sunday (July 27) when one of the units upstairs caught fire. Apparently electrical in origin, the firefighters were able to confine the smoldering flames to an interior wall, as opposed to a common wall the unit shared with another unit. There was one anxious moment (for me, at least) when smoke drifted above the roof line. At that point, I was thankful for renter's insurance ... and began the mental preparation to call the insurance agent as soon as it was all over. But it never got to that point (a big praise to God for that one), and Taylor (my prized Taylor 410ce acoustic guitar) and me were back home after about an hour. The smoky aroma hung around for a couple days, but Febreeze (citrus scent) is a wonderful thing. My apartment smells like an orange grove.
Thursday was the 5.4 magnitude quake that was centered near Chino Hills, which is not too far from here. I was at work, in my office, at Cal State San Bernardino. Initially, I thought the banging was someone on the roof (we've had workers up there doing whatever they do up there) ... then when the ground started rolling, I kind of sat there, looking out to Theo, our student graphics assistant, and wondering how dorky I would look if I ducked under my desk. By then the shaking stopped, and I walked out into the main office, where Sid, my boss had put on his hard hat that is part of our emergency gear (like an idiot, I left mine in my garage at home). Like a lot of people, I learned later, I contributed to overloading AT&T Wireless' network by sending out text messages to check on friends. Thankfully everyone was OK. As for me, the emergency work gear is going back in my car trunk, and I'm going restock my earthquake survival kit ... the last time that was done was shortly after 9-11.
A special treat came in the mail. Not a plug, but I've been using PowerBar products since 1991, when I was heavy into cycling. As a coach for Team In Training, I was offered the chance to join PowerBar Team Elite, which allowed me to get PowerBar products at a deep discount, plus some really cool swag. Even though I'm no long part of the PowerBar program, I still use their products, and I was really curious about some new flavors they have that supposedly are like fruit smoothies. So I ordered a box of assorted flavors: berry blast, tangy tropical and creamy citrus. Of the three, berry blast has become my new favorite, with the "traditional" wild berry now second. I guess it's kind of like having Jamba Juice without the brain freeze and the fear of it melting all over you.
Training during the week remained consistent. As I told a couple friends who asked how it was going, I haven't trained this consistently since high school cross country (my senior season in track was spent on the sideline with a bad hamstring injury). The highlight workout of the week was a 20-miler along the beach with the GK Hero's Run team, from Sunset Beach down to Newport Beach and back. It was overcast and cool, and except for a slight stomach problem (I am so thankful for restrooms every half mile or so in Huntington Beach), it was my fastest 20 miler in training. The last couple miles were pretty hard, though, I just kept telling myself this wasn't just for me, but for a family back in the Philippines who will soon move into a new home once we (yes, you guys, too!) raise $2,300 to build it for them. A friend remarked the other day that I looked really fit (I think it was the tan and the buzz haircut I'm sporting for the summer), but it is nice to know that the fitness is showing up in the workouts. I'm just praying that I'm training smart enough that the best run will be in Chicago on Oct. 12, and not in training.
The funny part was after I was done, and while I was walking around trying to wash the lactic acid out of my tired legs, I mentioned to one of the GK support crew that I really wanted to just sit on a block of ice. So she went and filled a plastic grocery bag with ice, which I thankfully placed on my quads, then hamstrings, calves and feet. It made the ride back to the Inland Empire (about a hour) much, much more bearable.
Just for fun, check this out. It's from Josh Cox, an elite-level marathoner, fellow San Diegan and a brother in the Lord. This was filmed while Josh was up in Mammoth in 2007 training with Meb Keflezighi (2004 Olympic silver medalist in the marathon and a fellow San Diegan) and Dan Browne (member of the 2004 USA Olympic marathon team). All three were training to qualify for the 2008 USA Olympic marathon team at the trials back on Nov. 3, 2007 :
Sunday, August 3, 2008
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