Another One Bites the Dust

I remember my first day of cross country practice AGES ago, Coach Pingel said, "always log your miles." So, of course, I did. I have ever since. Today, I put away the 2025 log. 2018 miles logged for the year. That ranks 33rd of the 61 loggable (?) years. 

As has been mentioned mucho times in this blog, I have always considered 2000 miles to be the mark of a serious running year. This year might be the end of that. Not necessarily the end of 2000 mile years, but surely the end of that as a measuring stick.

SO.... that puts us at 125,961 for my career, that's 202,714 kilometers for my kilo peeps.

Frankly, I do not see another major milestone in the near future. 150,000 miles? Maybe if I keep running till I'm like 85-90 (unlikely, but you never know). I did have a dream once that I was 87 years old and crossed the finish line of the New York City marathon, keeled over after a heart attack. As they were putting me on a stretcher, my sons were yelling, "Put the medal around his neck, put the medal around his neck" Good call fellas.

The 2025 race report is simple: zero. 

So another one bites the dust. Next year? Don't know, but barring the unforeseen, I'll go for a run tomorrow to kick off the New Year.

Happy New Year. Run on.