Roaming the streets in their diminutive school bus, Short Bus Subs has grown quite a following in a relatively short amount of time (enough to rev up a second bus). Offering a variety of sub sandwiches on their fresh baked bread has filled a big hole in the Austin food truck scene. I didn’t realize how much I was missing a warm, toasty sandwich until Short Bus Subs brought it to my attention.
Last night, after work, in the midst of some Arctic air moving through the Central Texas area, I went for a run. Going for a run, even in cold weather, isn’t news, particularly on this blog. The motivation for heading out, however, was important to me.
This is a preview of quite a few coffee posts to come. Since starting my swimming routine I’ve been hitting up all different coffee trailers all over Austin as a reward (and a pick-me-up for waking up so early). The caffeine levels are topped off and I’m excited to share my THOUGHTS ON EACH! Sorry, a little jittery after all the coffee. Come back often to learn about Irie Bean Mobile, The Coffee Trailer, The Good Bike, and Elixir Coffee.
Ah, the sweet sound of crushing Colin victory. This past Sunday I ran the 3M Half Marathon right here in Austin. Meant to be a tune-up race for the Austin Marathon, I didn’t have a goal when I first registered. That changed last week when I decided to go for a new personal record (1:35:11). Well, the morning of the race that changed to seeing exactly how fast I could run the race (and how close could I get to Colin’s current PR of 1:31:49). How’d things go? Let’s find out!
I’m saying it right here and now: Derrick is going to beat Oprah. On February 20, 2011, the Austin Marathon will take over the streets of Texas’ capital. This will be Derrick’s second 26.2, and if you ask him, his goal is to break 5 hours. If you ask me, he’s going to come in under 4:29:15. Why that specific time? Because that’s what it took Oprah to run the Marine Corps Marathon in 1994. Only time will tell.
Well it’s about that time. This Sunday I’m running in the 3M Half Marathon from the north end of Austin to downtown. My original plan up until now has been to run it under control, with no real goal time in mind. Taking it easy would be the smart, responsible, reasonable approach for this tune-up race. For one thing, I have a bigger fish to fry (Austin Marathon) coming up and I haven’t been training particularly hard for a speedy race. So it seems fairly obvious what I should do, right?. Right?
Texas weather has proven itself to be a bit fickle lately. Back when I lived and ran in the nation’s capital, I knew what to expect each morning for entire seasons at a time. Winter was particularly predictable: cold, dark, terrible, character-building. Well, here in Texas it’s a toss up. I thought I’d share my two outfits man-clothes from back-to-back days from last week.
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There haven’t been many updates since my huge announcement snarky blog post about deciding to join the triathlon scene. I’ve been swimming twice a week, but nothing worth reporting. That’s probably because I’m still “training” for the Austin Marathon coming up in mid-February. Well, it’s time to put my money where the race registration my mouth is. I’m all signed up for my first triathlon!
Selfish. Greedy. A bit self-centered even. Mainly selfish though. That’s what I’m feeling right now after receiving an email from the Blood Center of Central Texas. Apparently there is a shortage of Type O, and you’re looking at 10 tall pints of O-positive right here. So why the self-deprecating adjectives to start things off? Well, because it’s my blood and you can’t have it!
…but you can’t stay here etc etc. As was previously mentioned, I’ve been mentally making the transition into triathlon-ing. Well, not wanting to let my brain get too far ahead, my body decided it was time to hop in the pool. Now, anybody who’s anybody knows swimming isn’t exactly my jam. For me it isn’t even a matter of “swimming” as simply “not drowning”. But all irrational fears aside I knew that in order to commit to surviving completing a triathlon I’d have to get my swim on. And so I did.
