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Thing’s don’t always go as expected.

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , , , , on December 4, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So yesterday I went to help out at an Ultra I was originally supposed to run (before tearing both my soleus). I went to take photo’s and cheer on my fellow runners and friends.
By the end of the race I helped perform CPR on a man that didn’t make it. The race went well for most people the winner shattereed his previous course record by 10 minutes. A little while late a four time finisher came across the line asked for water and collapsed. Cpr had already been started when I arrived. I took over chest compressions while other’s were on the phone with EMS. As I started to get tired another runner took over we worked on him till the EMT’s got there. I figured he was gone but held out hope. They defifibed him multiple times and nothing. The ambulance took him away (none of us knowing his fate) and we tried to continue the race day as normal as possible. I did not know this gentleman but what happened yesterday will stick with me probably the rest of my life.
You really do have to live each day as it’s your last. This man died 3 minutes after I took his photo and he seemed so happy and healthy. You just never know.

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Making the jump

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on September 1, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So I have only been running for 3 years and my furthest race has been a half marathon. That being said my determination is larger than my brain..
I have a half in November
Then a 50K in December
I also got invited to attempt a 100k in January
I’m going to do them all,will I succeed I’m not sure. What I am sure of is that I will get out there and bust my ass if I have to tap out I will. Yeah I’m writing this on the one year anniversary of getting a heart stent. So yeah never let anyone tell you not to try something
worst case scenario, you fail, learn from it and try again.

 

Trail running

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , on July 19, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

Trail running is my love. It brings challenges and focus that are very different from road running. I did a swampstomp Sunday. Here is a pick of me running through “interesting” conditions.13770436_10210240392915107_1802637195436950725_n

Help me eliminate Alzheimers

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , , on June 4, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

I have lost both of my grandmothers to this horrible disease. I am running a half marathon in their honor. I’m accepting donations all go to an alzheimers charity. Any help from the running community will be greatly appreciated.
https://runsignup.com/Race/27306/Donate/y9NHzMfjOx9v2HtB
Please reblog this, share it donate whatever you can do.
Thank you
Bob Ripperdan

The night before race day

Posted in Running with tags , , on May 13, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

What all do you do before race day? I try to rest and do nothing different, However tomorrow I have clients at 4 am and 5 am then run at 8 ugh.It’s a fun little 5K that I’ve done before. These changes just are gonna throw me off I’m sure.

Sunday

Posted in Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 6, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So today I got 7 miles in before my protein shake. But let me tell you the story of those miles.It was cold for Florida (53 with 10 mph winds) so that mean long sleeve shirt and compression tights. and Yes I wear shorts over them because nobody needs to see that. So I run  a mile long sleeve comes off. I want to just toss it but don’t. Not because of littering or the plight of the homeless but because it’s a Batman shirt, I’d never forgive myself. I run to my gym 3.4 miles away I check in and decide to lift. After a few minutes I realize if I stay here I will walk home, NO BUENO. So I leave and start running home. I’m tired and hot  now and want to shed these damn tights like Marilyn Manson circa 1994. I continue on telling myself “Just 2 1/2 more miles”  “You could call an Uber”  “I know I’ll flag down a police officer and explain i was mugged and need a ride home”. The cop would laugh and say “who would have the nerve to mug a dude like you?” I’d then explain how I was approached by a very aggressive group of grannies in an 87 Cadillac El Dorado Who threatened me with the dirty tennis balls that padded the feet of their walkers. In the end i just ran home. But these are the things I think when I run.

Stank

Posted in Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 2, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So I drove out to the woods today for a nice trail run. I went there knowing I’d left my trail shoes in the car. I however had forgotten that they were wet and in a bag. I opened the bag and a smell formed a visual hammer in the sky like in a cartoon and started assaulting me. They smelled bad rally fucking bad. I couldn’t even let myself wear them on the trails as I was afraid to get an instant infection and lose a digit. I wore my kinvara’s on the trails… not the same. Git the run in drove home with the windows down in my car because once the bag of stench was bothered it wouldn’t be contained. I got home and doused them in a combination of good old fashioned blue Dawn and white vinegar while standing in a pentacle reciting one of Bobby Singer’s incantations to send the Succubus back to where it came from. They are now basking in the Florida sun. Waiting….Watching… STINKING