<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377</id><updated>2011-12-11T06:39:14.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JOLLY GREEN THUMB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-5026127749271893614</id><published>2011-07-12T20:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:02:36.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>Holla if you here me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-5026127749271893614?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5026127749271893614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=5026127749271893614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5026127749271893614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5026127749271893614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2011/07/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-6238008590552523444</id><published>2009-02-15T09:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:50:30.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Sunday</title><content type='html'>Hello blog world. I hope some of you are still out there. Well my dad turned 60 yesterday and my mom turns 57 on Tuesday. We wanted to do something fun like get a cabin and hang out for the weekend. However, we decided to all spend the weekend together at Erica's house in Olive Branch. We went out to eat on Friday night and then went back to her house. Saturday we ate breakfast and then Chris and I completed the transplanting of the shrubs in the backyard. I think it took us about 2.5 hours. Its good that he helped because one of the root balls was huge. Anyway, the destruction in the backyard is almost complete. At least the hard part is done. I did the other portion of the work a couple weeks ago. Anyway, after that we ate lunch, sat around, took a nap, played some rock band, and then ate dinner. We sat around some more and then went to sleep. This morning, I have been sitting around drinking coffee and catching up on my blog and facebook. Today is the first race of the season for the NASCAR Sprint cup. Yeah Daytona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the running front, I have yet to run any more since the hundred miler. This week I will be jumping back in. I have not signed up for anymore races because of a lack of funding. I think I will just focus on training. Maybe some speed work or some core training or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yall have fun doing whatever. I will write you later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Trails&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-6238008590552523444?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6238008590552523444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=6238008590552523444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/6238008590552523444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/6238008590552523444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Sunday'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-5184758197203132132</id><published>2009-02-13T06:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:58:30.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Down</title><content type='html'>By this time I am sure I have lost all of my faithful blog readers. I guess thats what happens when you only post every month or so. I will continue to write anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday morning (5:00am), John &amp; I set out for Huntsville Texas. We were both signed up for the Rocky Raccoon 100 Mile Endurance Run. After several stops at Starbucks and 9 &amp; a half hours of road time, we arrived at Sam Houston State Park. We set up camp, got the race packet, listened to the race briefing, ate the pasta dinner and got to sleep at a decent time. We woke up at 4:00am on Saturday to get ready for the race. We arrived at the starting area and were running right at 6:00am. The start of the race was dark for about an hour and then the sun came out. This course is set on a 20 mile looop. The first one went down pretty easy, but it started getting a little warm. I ended up ditching the shirt at the start of the second loop. Some time during the second loop, the temperature rose to around 80 degrees. What? This is February!!! As the heat started wearing on me, I began to realize how far I had left to go and the current run down condition I was in. (I don't care about the preposition). My mind started to get some negativity going and I started questioning my pace, fluid and food intake, and wether or not I could finish the race. By the end of the second loop, I had pretty much decided that I was going to quit. I told John that I might not be able to finish and he told me to sit and rest for a little bit. I sat in my chair at the start finish line and debated. I didn't want to turn in the number and timing chip. I drove 9.5 hours to get here, paid the race fee, and already put in 2/5 of the race. After 20 minutes I decided to take off for another loop. I put on the ipod and ran. On the third loop, I started to feel a little less run down and kept up a decent pace. I did the first and second loop in 3:45. I did the third loop in 4:00. When I got back to the start finish line, I sat in the chair for about 15 minutes and took off again. Night fell and it cooled down enough to wear my shirt again. I continued to listen to the ipod and log the miles. I was counting them down at this point. During the night, I stopped and sat down at every aid station except for the first one. I would drink a cup of coffee or eat some soup and then continue on. Eventually I finished the fourth loop in 4:15. I sat in the chair and looked at my pace chart. I had plenty of time to make it in under 24 hours. I knew I didn't want to walk the whole 20 miles so I started to try to push it a little. I think that lasted about a mile before the wheels fell off. I passed multiple people in the last loop but they were all hurting. I did get passed by a girl who was moving like a machine. We were coming through the last 5 miles and she was still running up the hills!!!! Thats rediculous. Anyway, I took my time on the last loop and I just kept thinking, "I will never see this section again". Finally, I could see the light of the finish line. I trotted in at 21:38:00. Thats a new PR for me. I am glad I didn't give up at 40 miles. On another note, I ran down a full battery on one ipod and switched over for about 4 hours on another one. I never really talked to anyone for the last 60 miles or so. I met people but it was just in passing. I was just ready to finish. After the race I recieved the belt buckle, shook the race directors hand and hobbled to the car. John was waiting for me at the finish. He got done around 19:30 for 11th place. I came in 33rd. We got showered up and hit the road around 4:45am on Sunday. After several coffee/stretching/gas/food/driver rotation stops, we arrived back in Memphis around 3:30 that afternoon. It was definitely an endurance trip. It was pretty fun. I still can't believe I can run that far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-5184758197203132132?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5184758197203132132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=5184758197203132132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5184758197203132132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5184758197203132132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-one-down.html' title='Another One Down'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2737159574690595218</id><published>2009-01-31T09:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:27:13.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everyone</title><content type='html'>Well once again I have fallen down on my responsibilities of keeping you all informed. I have extremely busy. Hard at work and hard at play. Basically work sucks. Updated that for ya. Onto the play section. I have started making homemade wine and beer. It is pretty fun to drink something you created. On the running front I have done several race since the last post. I ran with Clint in the Memphis half marathon. We fininshed in 2:25:21. A coyuple weeks later, we ran in the Swampstomper. Clint finished his first 25k and I posted a 6:36:00 for the 50K. I had fun that day. The weather was perfect and there were a lot of people I knew who were running. The next weekend Drew and I went to Huntsville Alabama for the Mountain Mist 50k. This is supposed to be one of the hardest 50k's in the southeast. We started strong and finished it up pretty strong. There were rocks of all shapes and sizes. I fell down 4 times during the race. I ended up stubbing my big toe. The next day it was black and blue from top to bottom. I am pretty sure that the toe nail is going to hang on. Bonus. We both finished the race together at 6:06:00. This was a new PR for both of us and the course was tough. Overall, I had a blast. I would recommend this race for someone who wants a challenge. This weekend, I am taking off in preparation for next weekend. John Manley, Patrick and I are travelling down to Huntsville, Texas for the Rocky Raccoon 100 miler. John and I are running and Patrick will be pacing us through the night. This will be my second attempt at a 100. I hope all goes well. The course is supposed to be relatively flat and mostly trail. Everyone says this is a good race to set a PR for the 100. I just want to finish. Sub-24 hours would be nice. Anyway, I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Trail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2737159574690595218?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2737159574690595218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2737159574690595218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2737159574690595218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2737159574690595218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello Everyone'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-1867570168939676625</id><published>2008-10-28T07:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:45:44.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wades Big Adventure</title><content type='html'>This is always a fun race. We had a blast last year. It's always fun to do a local race on trails that you run on a regular basis. I like this race because they always give out long sleeved shirts and have great food at the finish line. I have developed somewhat of a race plan. I am going to take it easy for the most part. One of my friends just started running recently. He is going to run the 8-mile portion of the race. It will be his first official race!!!! I will be running with Clint, Patrick, Vinnie, John "Snake" Dodd, and Ultra Mike. I don't plan on running very fast. I just want to have fun and get some miles in. I will see everyone there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-1867570168939676625?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1867570168939676625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=1867570168939676625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1867570168939676625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1867570168939676625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/10/wades-big-adventure.html' title='Wades Big Adventure'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2852516530963731213</id><published>2008-10-11T09:10:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:46:11.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arkansas Traveler 100 Mile &lt;br /&gt;October 4 &amp; 5, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Some!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Anne Marie, Patrick, Holly and Claire crammed the car full of junk and headed out for Arkansas Friday morning. We arrived that afternoon for the weigh in/check in, mandatory meeting and the pasta dinner. After dinner we retired to the camp to sit around for a little while. That’s when Vinnie arrived and joined us at the camp. Everyone sat around the fire and talked for a while. I tried to go to sleep around 8:30 but found it hard to go to sleep. I just kept thinking holy crap what have I got myself into. Finally I was able to sleep for a little bit but my alarm for 4:30 went off pretty fast. I got up and proceeded to get dressed and make sure I had everything I would need. I ended up bringing way too much stuff with me but I didn’t have any prior experience with a race this long. Soon we were all at the starting area where I got my number and pinned it on. The next thing you know, we were on the starting line and they shouted go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2930124464_9e78e8a78b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2930124464_9e78e8a78b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Start O Miles (6:00 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We took off in the dark. It was pretty cool looking back down the road and seeing the long string of lights. As we were running I saw a couple of flashes in the sky. I thought, “Was that lightning or one of those blinking towers?” Sure enough, it was lightning. I didn’t hear any thunder so I wasn’t that worried. It was just getting light when we reached the first aid station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brown's Creek 5.2 Miles (6:57am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the best aid stations. They had a full breakfast complete with pancakes, and BACON!!!! I love bacon!!!! I grabbed 4 pancakes, dipped them in syrup and a handful of bacon. I need one of these aid stations on every one of my runs. Upon leaving this aid station, we continued to run. Everyone was still pretty close together. It was cool because everyone was still fresh and no one was trying to push it. These early mile went by unnoticeably fast. Next thing you know, we were approaching the next aid station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flatside Pinnacle 8.6 Miles (7:40 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I refilled my bottles, grabbed some nutter butters and started to head out when it began to sprinkle. This was a cool section of the course. It was on the Ouachita Trail. A beautiful single track trail heavily forested with rocks everywhere. Then it started to rain a little bit harder. We were under the trees so it wasn’t too bad. I continued on staying in a line of about ten people. Then we arrived back at my favorite aid station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2931026341_6b6152fd9d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2931026341_6b6152fd9d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brown's Creek 11.9 Miles (8:24 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I grabbed another handful of bacon and 3 pancakes. At this point, the rain just kept getting a little bit worse. As I was running, I started to think, “What if it rains all day? That would be terrible for my feet. I wonder if my crew can scrounge up some kind of rain coat?”  We finally arrived at the first crew point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2934016471_612788f412_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2934016471_612788f412_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lake Sylvia 16.4 Miles (9:25 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I could hear my crew scream as I came down the hill. They were all there despite the fact that the rain was still spitting. They filled my bottle with Gatorade, asked me all kind of questions and gave out the high fives. I didn’t need anything at this point because I was feeling pretty good. Upon leaving the aid station, my crew all screamed and cheered. I started walking up a hill and eating when a guy came up beside me and asked if I heard all of that at the aid station. I said yeah that was my crew. He said no not them, the leader is already and hour ahead of us (he is a machine). The first hill was pretty long and I started to get cold because of the rain. I warmed up a good bit when I finally got to run. The rain began to slack up and I began to dry out a little as we reached the next aid station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pumpkin Patch 22.1 Miles (10:41 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I filled my bottles and ate some aid station food and continued on. In the next few sections, I was running by myself. I cranked up the IPod and got in the zone. I really don’t remember much about this except that it wasn’t raining and I was moving pretty fast. The next aid station just appeared out of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Electronic Tower 24.4 Miles (11:10 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was another uneventful section. I remember my feet were pretty wet from puddles, a stream crossing and brushing against tall grass. I was still by myself when I came to a crossroads. The trails had been marked with pink flagging tape but I couldn’t see any in either direction. I took a chance and went one way. About a quarter of a mile down, I started to see little pieces of pink tape scattered on the trail. Someone had taken down a flag and ripped it up into little pieces. Who does that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky Gap 28.6 Miles (11:59 am) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this section was only a little over three miles, it was slow going because of rocks and erosion. The rain from earlier in the day, made me a little cautious. I didn’t want to end my day early because of a fall. I was still a little ahead of my schedule. I wanted to finish in less than 24 hours. At this point, I was still somewhere near 22 hour pace. Next thing you know, I had arrived at the next aid station, which happened to be a crew point as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/2934874808_9662b829ec_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/2934874808_9662b829ec_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lake Winona 31.9 Miles (12:42 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once again I came in to cheers from the crew. With the combination of race day magic and my training I was still feeling great. At this point, I changed my socks to keep my feet in good shape. My crew filled up my bottles; made sure I ate and asked me a slew of questions. Vinnie asked me how I felt and I told him, “Like I just ran a 50K.” Ha-ha. I was good at thinking of stuff I needed from the crew while I was on the trail. But when I got to the crew points I didn’t remember anything because of all the excitement. After a quick stop, I was back on the trail. I ran on to the next aid station without much fanfare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2934018899_333cdc6910_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2934018899_333cdc6910_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pigtrail 36.5 Miles (1:42 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This section of trail was by far the roughest section. It was literally a pig trail. It was only a little over three miles but it took a good bit of time to complete.  At this point I was still feeling pretty good. I cruised into the next aid station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club Flamingo 39.4 Miles (2:23 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Warthog’s ran this aid station. They are a Memphis running group. It was by far the most festive of the aid stations. There were hula girls and tikki torches. Although the tikki torches were not lit yet, I knew they would be a welcome site when I returned in the middle of the night. I saw all of the Memphians hanging out and supporting the runners. After chatting, eating and refilling my bottles, I started running again. This section was mostly downhill and was fast. I made it to the Smith mountain aid station in no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smith Mountain 42.6 Miles (2:57 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I started to get bad indigestion from all of the Gatorade I had been drinking and started mixing in some water. I also started eating a Tums every hour when I took my electrolyte pills. The miles started running together at this point. I was starting to glaze over a little, which is fairly normal. I was beginning to get slightly sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B.M. Road 46.1 Miles (3:52 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what happened anywhere in this area. I have no recollection. I guess I just rang like normal. As I approached the next aid station, there was a car stuck across the road. It was on a hill and couldn’t get enough traction to go. I ran around it and was looking forward to seeing the crew again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Powerline 48.2 Miles (4:17 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The first order of business was to weigh in. This was the first weigh in of the race. I started at 133lbs. I stepped on the scale and I was a little bit worried but I had gained 2lbs. I was up to 135lbs. My next order of business was to find the crew because I wanted to change my shoes. They were wet and my feet were beginning to feel sore every time I stepped. I could feel all of the rocks under my feet. To my dismay, my crew was nowhere to be found. I grabbed some food and drink and continued on to the next stop.  I couldn’t help but wonder where the crew was. I figured that maybe they had a flat tire or something. Anyway, somewhere in the middle of this section I crossed over into uncharted territory. I had previously only run 50 miles. On another note, this is where the leader passed me going back the other direction. I think he was about 20 miles ahead of me. Soon I was at the next checkpoint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Copperhead Road 52.1 Miles (5:14 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at Copperhead Road, I met up with Vinnie. Although he did not have my shoes, he was ready to run. He explained to me that the 20-mile trip from the campsite had taken over an hour to get too. Apparently, they missed me by 10 minutes at Powerline and then rushed to Copperhead to catch me. Holly, Claire &amp; Anne Marie had booked it back to the campsite to pick up Patrick who was resting up for the run through the night. Vinnie told me all about Holly’s Nascar skills on the gravel roads. He said everyone was white knuckled the whole way there. Sounds like an adventure to me. Vinnie and I covered the miles pretty quickly or it seemed like it anyway. It was nice to run with someone that I knew. It started to get dark and all I could think about was the shoes that would be waiting on me at Copperhead Road. We chatted until we reached the Turnaround aid station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2929284175_a8ab9801af_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2929284175_a8ab9801af_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Turnaround 57.9 Miles (?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We ran with several different people throughout this section. I was telling Vinnie about all of them as we passed going the other direction. Its amazing what you learn about people when you run with them. I know more about some runners that I know about some of my cousins, aunts, and uncles. After swapping stories with the people all day, I couldn’t remember who I had told what story to. My brain was not as sharp as it should have been. I tend to start getting quiet when I get tired but Vinnie kept me talking and alive all the way back to the crew at Copperhead Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Copperhead Road 63.7 Miles (?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we ran into Copperhead the crew was sitting on the ground eating off of the camp stove. At this point, I was glad to see my Brooks Axiom road shoes sitting there. For the first time since 5:45 that morning I sat down in a chair. I changed out my shoes and socks, loaded up both of my bottles and ate some food. Vinnie and I headed out to the Powerline aid station. It felt like I had new feet with my fresh shoes on. We continued on in the dark. I had forgotten to do the split times on my watch for the last several aid stations. I think it was all the excitement of Vinnie running with me. It was fun to see the lights of the upcoming aid stations through the dark woods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3193/2929279927_58ac26c84a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3193/2929279927_58ac26c84a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Powerline 67.7 Miles (?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Vinnie and came up to Powerline, I could hear Holly say there they are. They could tell it was me by the obnoxious flash light. I bought it off of Zombie Runner. It has changed the world of night running for me. Anyway, I had fun running with Vinnie. We killed about 16 miles or so before I even realized it. At this aid station I think I might have been a little out of it. I didn’t really have much to say and my legs, shoulders and feet hurt pretty badly. I think Anne Marie was the most worried. Anyway, this is where I picked up Patrick for the rest of the run. We were off into the darkness in no time. All of these miles just kinda went by without notice. It was like I was in a hazy dream. Once again, I had forgotten to reset my watch. We ran on with a guy from Arizona. He didn’t have a pacer and was looking for people to talk to since the night was in full effect. We reached the next aid station I what seemed like a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2934878524_1a3c2a560d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2934878524_1a3c2a560d_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B.M. Road 69.7 Miles (9:04 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I did here, but I did remember to do the split on my watch. This section was over Smith Mountain. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds. However, it did take a long time to make it over. Once the night fell, it took a lot longer to make it from point to point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smith Mountain 73.2 Miles (10:44 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was always exciting to see the aid station lights in the darkness.  It was like an oasis in the desert. We all stocked up here and went on down the road. Somewhere in this section, we got passed by a girl from Canada and the guy from Arizona took off with her. That left Patrick and me all by ourselves. We continued on down the trail until we came up on the tikki torches that would lead us to Club Flamingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club Flamingo 76.4 Miles (11:27 pm)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We cruised in and saw the Memphians who were still awake or not pacing someone. Leigh Tanner greeted us and made sure we had everything we needed. When we left the next few aid stations, we were concentrating on the distance to the next stop. It seemed like it was taking us forever to make it just a few miles. I just kept saying to Patrick, this is retarded. My shoulders were hurting from running all day. A few times we stopped and Patrick would give me a massage on the trail. He also carried my water bottle for a little while. Thanks!!! This was the pig trail section of the course. I think this was the hardest part of the race. There were rocks all over that were about football size and erosion ruts all through the trail. It seemed like all of the up hills were never ending. As you can see from the time, it took almost an hour to go about three miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pigtrail 79.3 Miles (12:17 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once we reached this aid station, we knew we would get to see the crew pretty soon. The only thing I remember of note here is that I started to get really tired. Every time we would start up running again, I would let out a grunt or moan for about 15 yards. I just wanted to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2930149248_494f74c449_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2930149248_494f74c449_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lake Winona 83.9 Miles (1:29 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lake Winona was great. We showed up and the crew was there to cheer us on. They weighed me for the last time of the race and I was up 4lbs. I was in a trance at this point and probably scared the non-runners in my crew. The look on Anne Marie was like, “Holy crap are you ok?” I was okay but still in a haze. They people working the aid station told me that I was know the youngest person left in the race. That was exciting. It gave me a little boost as we left.  This section was pretty crazy. We were running side by side when Patrick jumped over something in the trail. It was a Copperhead. He was just hanging out in the middle of the trail. My foot must have passed his head by inches and I never saw him until Patrick jumped and we turned around to check it out. That probably would have ended the race for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/2934023185_9c9ca7a9d9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/2934023185_9c9ca7a9d9_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rocky Gap 87.2 Miles (2:28 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This section of course was pretty crazy too. It last forever. I started to see things here. It thought I saw a huge metal tower in front of us, which turned out to be a bunch of pine trees. I kept seeing a road running across the trail in front of us and at one point I saw a person who was not there. Hallucinate much? I started to fall asleep while we were running. I could not hold my eyes open anymore. I knew I was close to finishing but it seemed so far away. We found a runner from Memphis on this section of the trail. His light was not working properly so we all ran together for the rest of the race. He probably thinks I am crazy because I was in rare form when we met. I was literally half asleep. I tried several times to put one hand on Patrick’s shoulder and catch a nap while we were running. It didn’t work very well. David said something about getting some coffee and I could not wait until the next aid station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Electronic Tower 91.4 Miles (3:47 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we were coming up to the aid station, Patrick was screaming our order for coffee before we even reached the workers. I sat down in a chair and was slipping in and out of dreamland when a lady handed me the coffee. It was hot. I drank about half of it before we left. We were now in single digits. I got an amazing rush from the coffee and started to run faster. I actually left Patrick and David behind and had to wait on them to catch up. Next thing you know, we made it to the Pumpkin Patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pumpkin Patch 93.7 Miles (4:27 am)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I drank Coke. Score!!! Just a little over a 10K to go. The last section of the race was on a well-maintained road and we just kept waiting on it to appear. Finally, lights appeared in the distance. It was the road. We asked the how far we were and Patrick did some math. 22 minute left before 24 hours is up and 2.5 miles to go. I looked at him and said lets go for it. We started to run at a ridiculous pace. I should have done a split time on my watch to calculate the pace. We left David on the road. I don’t think he minded. I told Patrick I wouldn’t be sad if we tried to make it in under 24 hours and didn’t but if we just walked it in and didn’t make I would regret it. The only talk was “This is crazy!!!” and “I can’t believe I running this fast!!!” We were moving. We knew there was a big hill about a quarter mile from the finish. We got to it and continued to run. We stopped for about 5 seconds and walked then ran then stopped for another couple seconds then Patrick said, “There it is, I see the finish!!!” Adrenaline anyone?!!!!  I turned on the turbo and started leaving Patrick. He said, ”I’m coming, I’m coming” and caught up. We ran down the hill at a full sprint and crossed the line with 1 minute and 45 seconds to spare and the crew going nuts. It was amazing. I was so happy to be finished and could not believe that I actually did it. I still don’t believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3210/2934881930_9c8ff5f6b5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3210/2934881930_9c8ff5f6b5_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2929299221_d453f230bc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2929299221_d453f230bc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FINISH 100 Miles (5:58 am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up finishing 27th overall the youngest finisher and won my age group. Overall, it was a great experience. I have to thank my crew, Claire, Holly, Anne Marie, Vinnie &amp; Patrick, for all of their help throughout the longest day of my life. I could not have done it without them. I look forward to doing this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/2934026549_61d7e764e7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/2934026549_61d7e764e7_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2852516530963731213?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2852516530963731213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2852516530963731213' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2852516530963731213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2852516530963731213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/10/arkansas-traveler-100-mile-october-4-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2930124464_9e78e8a78b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-4838800593593009092</id><published>2008-09-30T16:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:28:22.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Getting Closer!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>T Minus 3.5 Days. The Arkansas Traveller is fast approaching. I mean its here!!! It ought to be an experience. Patrick, Anne Marie, Claire, Vinnie, Holly and myself are heading to Arkansas on Friday. I know they will have fun. I hope that I do. I will blog as soon as I can next week and let you know of my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yall later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to the Tour D'Esprit entrants. Have fun Mike and beware of the tent and the chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-4838800593593009092?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4838800593593009092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=4838800593593009092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4838800593593009092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4838800593593009092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-getting-closer.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Closer!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3947348272443301019</id><published>2008-09-11T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:53:42.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello All</title><content type='html'>Once again, its been a while. I have been doing the same things as always. Work during the day,  go home and eat, sit around for a minute and go to sleep. Wake up and do it again, and again, and again, and again, and again...you get the picture. My twin sister is about to have her baby. She is due on October 7this. However, she is already having contractions and we think little Annie will probably arrive early.  Which is funny because my family is notoriously late. I have been training for a couple months for the Arkansas Traveller 100 Mile Foot Race.  It is getting very close to arrival. It starts Saturday October 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 6:00am. Hopefully I will finish some time before the 30 hour cut off. I ran in a training run which covered around 45-50 miles of the course. I talked to a lot of runners who had completed the race in the past. They all gave me their horror stories as well as their tricks and tips. The general consensus among all of the runners was that 1) I will be in tremendous pain by the end of the race, 2) I will go through highs and lows &amp;amp; 3) I will probably have to fight the urge to drop out of the race at one or more times.  However, they all said just to keep moving forward, keep thinking positive and you will finish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.....its gonna be interesting.  I have Patrick as my pacer for the later section of the race and Claire and Holly for my crew. They will be driving around all night in the Trail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blazer&lt;/span&gt; from crew point to crew point. Other potential people that will be coming include Anne Marie and possibly Vinnie. Even if I don't finish, I think we will have a good time. I have one more back to back long run before the race. I will be running 30 tomorrow and 25 on Saturday. From then on it will be average and short runs. I will try to keep you posted on a more frequent basis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yall&lt;/span&gt; have fun. Happy Trails!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3947348272443301019?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3947348272443301019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3947348272443301019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3947348272443301019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3947348272443301019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-all.html' title='Hello All'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-1619561687481964661</id><published>2008-08-04T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:41:21.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bartlett Parks Ultra/Dave Matthews</title><content type='html'>What up people? Well it was an interesting Saturday. I awoke at 3:30 that morning and prepared for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stanky&lt;/span&gt; Creek 40 Mile Run. I got ready and arrived to the start early. I milled around and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; the race started at 6:30. The first two 8 mile loops went by pretty uneventfully. The heat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; started to effect me in the third and fourth loop. I think the temperature was around 106 with a heat index of 133. Just a little warm. I found that miles 24-28 were the toughest. I got extremely hot and started to feel my heart beat throughout my whole body. I started walking a bit more and my mind started a mental battle with my body. My mind was telling me to quit once I got back to the start finish line. That would have left me 8 miles short of the 40 miles I wanted to do. When I got back to the truck I was ready to quit when John "Dingo" Manley convinced me to rest for a second and then walk a little to see how I felt. Anyway, I ended up completing the last 8 miles and finishing 3 overall for the 40 milers in 8:42:38. Pretty good for me. After the race, I went home and showered, got dressed and headed over to Mark and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amandas&lt;/span&gt;. A large group of us then headed down town to see Willie Nelson and Dave Matthews &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perform&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Autozone&lt;/span&gt; Park. The concert was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. It included a sweet Grave Digger with Dave and Willie. Tim Reynolds also played with Dave.  They jammed out a 15 minute Two Step. They also got all nostalgic and covered "Burning Down the House" and Sledge Hammer".  The show was great. After stopping by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Krystals&lt;/span&gt; on Union after the show and dropping everyone off, we arrived back at the house around 1:15. What a day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-1619561687481964661?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1619561687481964661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=1619561687481964661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1619561687481964661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1619561687481964661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/08/bartlett-parks-ultradave-matthews.html' title='Bartlett Parks Ultra/Dave Matthews'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-5965891576344911148</id><published>2008-08-01T07:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:54:59.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day</title><content type='html'>Hello all. I have gotten lost. I will try to post more often. I have pretty much been doing the same thing as always. Work-Eat-Sleep routine Monday-Thursday (Fun).  I have been increasing my weekly mileage running wise. I am getting right at 40ish a week. I hope to be around 60 or so in a couple of weeks and hold that through the Arkansas Traveler 100 the first weekend in October. Yes I am crazy but I want to try. I feel like I probably will not make it but I would like to get the experience. I will do my best.  Anyway, back to the  big day. Tomorrow, is the Second Annual  Bartlett Parks Ultra.  I opted for the  40  mile option.  The temperature is  going to be 100 without the heat index.  Last years  shirt said "Tennessee's Hottest Trail Race" and they were right (105ish). I did the 50K last year as my first ever ultra. It was fun. I feel like I should do fairly well in the race. I know the course very well. Anyway, the reason I didn't go the full 50 this time is because we have tickets to see Willie Nelson and Dave Matthews that evening. Its gonna be a long one. Anyway, I will post Sunday and let you know the score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-5965891576344911148?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5965891576344911148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=5965891576344911148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5965891576344911148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5965891576344911148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-day.html' title='Big Day'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2255404488435863126</id><published>2008-06-10T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:23:12.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>Well, I have once again fallen down on my responsibilities of blogging. Here is the recap from my previous blog. The Memphis Ultra put on our first run. The attendance was a little lower than we had hoped, but we know what to fix for next time. It was definitely a learning expirience.  Be on the look out for some type of run in the fall. The next race was the Nashville Marathon. We had a large crew of family and friends all go stay in Nashville for the weekend. Some were running and some were spectating. I got to see my twin sister who lives in Knoxville. She was there to see her friend run the half. I like the Nashville Marathon. There is constantly something to look at and there are thousands of spectators. I ran the whole race with Holly. It was her first marathon. Although she has completed the Stump Jump 50K, she had yet to run a road marathon. I think she had a good time. She started to look kinda mean around mile 22 of the race. She put on her "Its time for this to end face". We ended up finishing together around 4:30. Check out the picture on her blog of us coming to the finish line. Our family only got one picture and I am completely blocking all of Holly. Oops. The next race was the Chatanooga Trail Marathon. We were supposed to have the original Stump Jump Crew heading back to Chatanooga but, Patrick and Holly ended up bailing out. So me and Drew headed out on Friday night, checked into the hotel, went to bed, woke up, ran a marathon and drove home. Round trip 24 hours &amp;amp; 10 minutes. It was fast. We ran pretty close together for most of the race. In the first half, we were trading spots but always within about a minute of each other. Then we joined up for the second half. Our splits were roughly the same. He ended up finishing about a minute in front of me around 4:39:00. On the non-running side of life, I have been running around like a crazy lunatic. This is the time of year when everyone wants some type of yardwork done. Long hours and too much crap to think about are driving me crazy. I don't understand how some people have made it this far in life without accidentaly wandering out in traffic. Some people are just idiots that have no clue. INSERT VERBAL ABUSE HERE. There must be something in the water. Anyway, I can bore you with my survival of the stupidest later. My wedding anniversary is on thursday of this week. It will be four years. Time flys. Ella kate is getting bigger by the day and she has started rolling over now. Claire is doing good working from the house and tending the tater tot. Her mom and sister come help out when Claire has to run to appointments. You already know about what I am up to. I have decided, that I need to try and juggle a little more running into my routine. I have slowly been whittling down my miles each week until for the past two weeks I have not run at all. Booo me. I am going to get back on the horse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2255404488435863126?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2255404488435863126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2255404488435863126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2255404488435863126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2255404488435863126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3720790848248969174</id><published>2008-03-28T06:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T06:28:58.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey People</title><content type='html'>Just checking in. Since my last post, I have set another personal best. I ran the Germantown Half Marathon in 1:38:42. Before that time, my fastest was 1:44:45. That is 6 minutes and 3 seconds faster!!!!! HUGE! I started out running at what I thought was a decent pace. My first mile was a 6:42. SLOW DOWN!!! My next mile was right at my target pace of 7:30. I felt pretty good initialy. I only had two problems in the whole race. The first was when I got a cramp from a gel that I ate at mile four. I got rid of it by drinking my whole water bottle over the course of a mile. When I got to the next aid station my second problem arose. I had my ipod cranked and was jamming out to some Phish. I was coming up to the aid station and I unscrewed the cap to my water bottle. I ran through, grabbed a cup, dumped it in my bottle, recapped the bottle and took a sip. BARF!!! I had grabbed a cup with Heed in it instead of water. That stuff is nasty. This was the second time in two races that this happened to me. (In the 50 miler, an aid station attendant grabbed my bottle and filled it up with heed instead of water. I didn't notice until I was blowin down the trail already.)  I had no choice but to drink it and wait till the next aid station for water. I kept checking my watch as I got closer and saw that I was going to be close to 1:40:00. I wanted to be in the 1:30's so I decided to start pushing a little harder with about a mile and a half left. Coming into the finish, I turned it up a little more. The course has a hill in the last hundred yards that was trying to make me slow down but I pushed through it and ran to a 1:38:42 finish. Overall, it was a great race. It made me appreciate the trails a whole lot more. The road race scene is completely different than the trails. Road racing is like a Sailboat race. Everyone is going as fast as they can, with no time for anyone else. They just want to post the best time they can. The trails are like casually cruising around in a sailboat. Everyone is friendly and will talk to you all day long. Everyone is going to the same place but they appreciate the scenery and the &lt;em&gt;experience &lt;/em&gt;much more.  Yeah Trails!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't forget to sign up for the 6 Hour Run. Spots a filling up fast and there are only a few days left until the early registration ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3720790848248969174?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3720790848248969174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3720790848248969174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3720790848248969174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3720790848248969174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-people.html' title='Hey People'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-4745252884140323859</id><published>2008-03-05T17:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:28:07.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Miles to Freedom!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2308164762_e93121e80e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2308164762_e93121e80e_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the year Patrick and I decided to sign up for the Carl Touchstone Mississippi 50 Mile race. The day for the race came a lot quicker than I anticipated. That and the fact that I had never run any distance over 34 miles had me a little bit worried about not finishing. However, time was not going to wait on me to get in some extra training.  So the day before the race, me, Holly, and Patrick set out on the road  towards Laurel, Mississippi.  We arrived friday night and set up our camp site 30  yards from the start/finish line. We then headed to the pasta dinner and race packet pick up. It was pretty cool to see wide array of people that showed up to do the race. Some were new like us and some were veterans with Western States Shirts, Boston Marathon shirts, and the like. It was really a motley crew.  If you have ever seen  an ultra marathon  crowd, then you know what I am talking about.  Soon we were back at camp and asleep to wake up the next day to try  our hands at 50 miles.  We woke up to people arriving at 4:00 am  for the 6:00 am start. I made my coffee and ate some peanut butter on graham crackers. Soon we were toeing the starting line in the dark. The course was set up as a 12.5 mile loop that we had to complete four times. The first lap went down fairly easy. Patrick and I stayed together and kept our 12:00 minute/mile pace. We figured that we could easily do 12.5 miles in 2.5 hours. That would put us 1:15 minutes ahead of the time cut off. Amazingly, after the race started I didn't have any doubts that I was going to finish. In my mind, someone was going to have to physically  take me down to make me fail. After the first two laps, I felt great. Holly had opted for the 20K earlier that morning and was supposed to run the third lap with me and Patrick.  When we arrived at the end of the second lap she told me that she was going to wait and run the final lap with me. Cool!! Patrick and I set out for the third lap, keeping our same pace. We were a little bit behind because of stops at aide stations and bathroom breaks, so I was constantly trying to figure what pace we needed to be running. At some point around mile 27 or so, I did some terrible math and decided that we were not going to make the time cut off. I took off and started pushing it hard, leaving Patrick behind. I cranked my i pod and started laying it down. When I got a couple of miles down the trail, I started re figuring on the time and realized that we had plenty of time. At this point I decided that I would just go for it. When I got to the start/finish line at the end of the third lap, Holly was waiting on me. We took off and I new that I had 37.5 miles under my belt and only had 12.5 left. We walked a little bit and ran a little bit. Holly was behind me letting me set the pace. I was walking all of the uphills and sprinting the downhills. After running that route three times in a row already, I knew where to go hard and where to avoid obstacles. Soon we began to see people walking in front of us. This made me want to go faster. We began to pass people left and right. We probably picked off 8-12 people who had run out of gas. Around mile nine of the loop, there is a mile and a half out a back section down a gravel road. Holly told me that she was going to skip this and go ahead to the finish line so she could get my pictures as I came across. With just three and a half miles left, I knew that I was going to finish. Emotions began to flood over me when I was thinking about the accomplishment. I almost started to cry but quickly regained focus and started to pick people off on my way to the finish line. I crossed the line at 10 hours 43 minutes and 21 seconds!!!!!  I now have one 50 miler under my belt. Which by the way has a new shiny gold buckle that was awarded to everyone who finished the 50 Miles.  Patrick came in shortly after to complete his first 50 miler an get his belt buckle as well. After a short celebratory rest, we all three loaded into the car and headed back to Memphis. We got back into town around 12:00 that night. What a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this was one of the greatest experiences of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-4745252884140323859?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4745252884140323859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=4745252884140323859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4745252884140323859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4745252884140323859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/03/50-miles-to-freedom.html' title='50 Miles to Freedom!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2800261645113846468</id><published>2008-03-05T09:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:40:29.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Races from 2007!!!!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post my results from the races that I participated in last year so that I can remove them from the sidebar.  Its hard to believe that it has only been a year since I started running. Just looking back on the the distance I have covered is amazing. It makes me feel like I actually did something beneficial to my body as well as my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/18 G-town Mayor's Cup 5K- 24:010&lt;br /&gt;4/01 Death Run 15 Mile- 2:28:290&lt;br /&gt;4/28 Navshville Half Marathon- 2:01:590&lt;br /&gt;5/19 Memphis in May Mountain Bike TriathlonSwim-23:07, Bike-55:57, Run-28:07= 1:52:570&lt;br /&gt;6/01 Harbour Town 5K- 22:200&lt;br /&gt;7/08 Overton Park 5K #1 RRS- 21:550&lt;br /&gt;8/05 Freeman Park 5 Mile #1 RRS- 42:31&lt;br /&gt;8/11 Bartlett Park Ultra 50K- 6:55:170&lt;br /&gt;8/19 Freeman park 5 Mile #2 RRS- 39:51&lt;br /&gt;10/06 Stumpjump (Rockjump)50K- 8:21:00&lt;br /&gt;11/3 Wades Big Adventure 18M- 2:58:ish&lt;br /&gt;11/19 Singleton Half Marathon- 1:44:45&lt;br /&gt;12/01 Memphis St. Jude Marathon- 3:47:42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2313667974_e3dac43e8f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2313667974_e3dac43e8f_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2800261645113846468?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2800261645113846468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2800261645113846468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2800261645113846468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2800261645113846468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/03/races-from-2008.html' title='Races from 2007!!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2507029960169554814</id><published>2008-03-03T14:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T06:53:48.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Recaps!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been falling down on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; as a blogger. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; extremely busy over the past month. I am going to give you a recap of the races I completed since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sylamore&lt;/span&gt; 50K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This race was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. It took place in the beautiful Ozark National Forest. We had a huge crew from the Memphis Ultra show up to represent our town beautifully. The race started early on a cold and drizzly morning. The course is set up as an out and back layout (out 16 and back 16). I think that it was actually a little bit longer though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, we started out running down a stretch of paved road and bailed out onto a trail that led to a river crossing at mile 1 or so. The river was only thigh deep this year, which was great because last year it was about stomach deep. The water was a little bit cold. Directly after the river, we made our way almost straight up a rocky staircase. The views were stunning. There were huge mossy covered boulders everywhere. The forest was full of hardwoods and pine trees. The temperatures were right above freezing and it started to rain. The trail was super sloppy but I have to give a shout out to my new trail shoes. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Inov&lt;/span&gt;8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mudclaws&lt;/span&gt; performed flawlessly. They gripped every surface that I encountered. I was able to tear through the downhills and go up steep muddy slopes without slipping. On the downhill sections, I would build so much speed that I couldn't blink for fear of missing a foot placement a tumbling down the rocky mountain. When I wasn't able to blink my eyes would start to water from the cold air hitting them. What a great feeling. Anyway, I mad it to the turnaround in 3:30:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; and I still felt great. I made mental decision to start running hard. I probably passed 15-20 people on the way back to the finish. I came 62 of 118 with a personal record of 6:28:10. The race was great. It was the first ultra that I have finished and felt like I didn't even run. We had a great time grilling out with the Memphis Ultra crew and meeting lots of stud athletes after the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to come....50 Miles to Freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2507029960169554814?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2507029960169554814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2507029960169554814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2507029960169554814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2507029960169554814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/03/race-recaps.html' title='Race Recaps!!!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-5333492272652251296</id><published>2008-01-23T12:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:10:39.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Miracle</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was my birthday weekend. I turned 27 on Saturday. Yay!!!! I originally was supposed to be out of town on a company fishing trip. They changed the date at the last minute and sabotaged my plans for running in the Swamp Stomper because the registration was already closed. I e-mailed the race director, Leigh Tanner, on Friday and asked if there were any spots left and she put me on the end of the waiting list. I was notified Saturday morning that I was allowed to participate. As a birthday present, Holly and Drew paid my entry fee into the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of the race, Holly and I struck out early and arrived with 45 minutes to spare. We sat in the truck to keep warm before the start. I have seen one account of the temperature being 12 degrees. When the race started, I warmed up within the first mile. Even though I had on gloves, the only thing that stayed cold were my hands. When they finally started to thaw out, they were throbbing so bad I almost cried. For the first nine miles of the race, I ran with Patrick, Vinnie, Michael Mobley and played leapfrog with Mike Hudson. We were moving at an easy pace and taking our time at the first three aid stations. It was after the third aid station that I felt like I needed to move faster. I decided to break away from the group and run the pace my body felt was comfortable. I was moving fairly fast and took no walk breaks on the 6.5 miles back to the halfway point. I wanted to push it and see if I could maintain a strong pace. At the 15.4 turnaround, Drew jumped in to run the second half of the race with me. I started out strong and slowly began to burn down to a fizzle. I had pushed a little too hard a little to early. Instead  of building a gradually faster pace I had notched it up to quickly. I was not close to bonking but my legs just got tired. When Drew and I reached the 26.3 mile aid station I was running on empty.  In my mind, the last 6.5 miles of the race seemed almost unfinishable short of a piggy back ride (I knew Drew wouldn't go for that). When we reached the last aid station with 3.5 to go, I began to do a walk/run routine. I would run about .25 miles and then walk for a minute, then strike off running again. I was able to creep into the finish at 6:49:38 with icicles hanging from my beard. I was not disappointed with the finish but I would have liked to have come in stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several things I learned throughout the race.  Don't forget to take in as much food and water as you can stand and don't run hard too early. Also, I have always wanted to go out strong to avoid getting marred back in the pack. I think that next time I will try to stay near the front. I noticed that the first half mile took me about 8.5 minutes to finish because I was stuck in a traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the run was great, the course was fun and easy, and the support was awesome. Thanks, to everyone who came together to get me into this race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-5333492272652251296?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5333492272652251296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=5333492272652251296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5333492272652251296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5333492272652251296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-miracle.html' title='Birthday Miracle'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3162458058422359880</id><published>2008-01-18T08:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T08:55:52.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEST FOR 100</title><content type='html'>In a post a long time ago, I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; I would be putting up a list of races for 2008. I have been somewhat busy and am finally getting around to doing it. I want to start by saying that I had a great time running last year. I had so much fun that it has inspired me to become an animal on the trail. I have decided to become more focused on distance over speed. I want to try to run at least one 50K or longer each month this year.  I also would like to  complete my first 50  mile race. By the fall of 2008 if all goes well, I would like to  try a  100 mile race.  This is a huge commitment because I work very long hours and I have a new born baby girl at home. I think that I am going to have to start running in the middle of the night or something. Hopefully, I will be able to stay injury free. Anyway, here is list of races that I have planned for 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sylamore&lt;/span&gt; 50K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1st- Mississippi 50 Mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Germantown&lt;/span&gt; Half Marathon (Sidebar- This was the first race that I ever ran. I took the 5K option and ended up with a 24:01. This year I am going to try to PR the Half Marathon. My current PR is 1:44:45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 6- Double Death Run 30 Mile (Note: I found this date somewhere on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. It was not in a spot where I would normally look. However, it is always somewhere around the first weekend in April.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26- Nashville Marathon (We went to Nashville last year and had a great time. I only ran the half marathon last year. This is a fun race with bands all along the course and great aid stations.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- I currently have nothing on the books for May. I would love to participate in one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt; relays here in Memphis. The first day is a mountain bike triathlon and the second day is a regular triathlon. I did the mountain bike last year and almost quit before I got out of the swimming portion. So this year I am looking for relay partners. I want to do the running portion,  I know a biker and I need a swimmer.  The mountain bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt; is a 1/3 mile swim and the next day is 1.5 K. Let me know if there are any takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June &amp;amp; July- Nothing on the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Stanky&lt;/span&gt; Creek 50 Mile (I ran the 50 K last year. It was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;first Ultra&lt;/span&gt; and it was hot. The temperature was 103!!!! I will be attempting the 50 Mile this year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September- Nothing on the Plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October &amp;amp; November- These are the two months where I will be hopefully attempting a hundred miler. The two races I am looking at are The Arkansas Traveller or the Cactus Rose. If anyone has any input on either of these race, I would love to her it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. A list of craziness. It ought to be a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Trails To You Until We Meet Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3162458058422359880?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3162458058422359880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3162458058422359880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3162458058422359880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3162458058422359880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/01/quest-for-100.html' title='QUEST FOR 100'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-1054522775607342069</id><published>2008-01-13T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:31:55.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Running Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.runningtwig.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt; for a 2007 race questionnaire. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Most memorable moment on the trails in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;The most memorable moment on&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the trails for 2007 is definitely finishing my first ever ultra marathon. I had never run over 24 miles. In fact, the closest I came was running up to the 24 miles and then hitting the wall. Holly was there to see me crash and burn and she also helped me by driving me home. (Thanks by the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;)&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, back to the first Ultra. It was in August in Memphis, the temperature was 103, and the humidity was outrageous. I was not sure if I could complete the race but was able to pull through with a little help from my friends and some race day magic.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I ended up finishing at 6:55:17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best new trail discovered in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;This is sort of a trick question for me. I started running in February of 2007. So basically, every trail was new to me in 2007. Next year iprobably will have a great answer for this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best performance of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;My best performance for 2007 would have to be the Memphis marathon. I signed up for the race just because it was in my hometown and I didn’t want to miss it. I had grown so fond of trail running that I had almost become a trail snob and had no desire to run the pavement. Leading up to the race my training began to suffer because I had a baby on the way and needed to get some stuff done before she arrived. However, to my surprise, I did a lot better than I thought. I was shooting for a time of around 4:00:00 and ended up with a 3:47:42. After that, I started to wonder what kind of time I could post with some training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I previously survived without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;There are several things that come to mind. Like I said, this was my first year to run. I started out with cotton t-shirts, white cotton socks, crappy shoes, no water bottle and no idea what was going on. I now have grown accustomed to my water bottle, my stretchy underwear (also known as “Mantees” on the trail), and of course the dry fit shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person I would most like to meet on the trails in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;I would like to meet anyone who likes running. This sound pretty generic, but I am a pretty generic person. I will run with anyone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The race I am most excited about for 2008.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right now, I am most excited about the Mississippi 50 miler. This race is on March 1. The furthest distance I have completed prior to now is 32ish miles. So this will be a first for the &lt;a href="http://www.patrickrunningslow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Squatting Bear&lt;/a&gt; and me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t wait to see what happens.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;This was a great survey. It was so great that I am going to tag &lt;a href="http://www.ultramike67.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike Hudson&lt;/a&gt;. By the way it was cool running into you on the trails and I will see you at the Swampstomper. I won’t be running but I will be there to cheer yall on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-1054522775607342069?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1054522775607342069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=1054522775607342069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1054522775607342069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/1054522775607342069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-running-survey.html' title='2007 Running Survey'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-5961169929455731487</id><published>2008-01-08T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:28:35.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Year in Review</title><content type='html'>Well, 2007 has come and gone. Its time to look back and decide if I wasted another year or actually enjoyed it while it was flying past my face. I had several resolutions for the past year.  I can only remember a couple of them right now. The first was to become a better organized person. I was able to accomplish this at work. However, in my personal life I have decided that I really don't need or want that much structure. I didn't really decide that consciously until I wrote this but I think my brain subconsciously bailed out on organization long ago.   The second resolution was to finish the many projects that I had started and let go idle. One of the projects was the arbor, it had several warped and cracked boards that needed to be replaced and  stained.  I completed this while I was  still on top of  my resolutions. The four other projects are lingering on the  verge of completion. 1) Put cap blocks on the retaining wall beside the house 2) Register the boat, get life jackets and a throw able 3) Seal off several air leaks in the smoker and cut the grate out of expansion metal 4) Finish out the upstairs room (ohhhhh sooooo close). About three days of solid work and several hundred dollars to complete all these.  I can't seem to remember the rest of my resolutions for 2007. Some highlights for the year include taking up running, Jim and Allison got married, Greg and Hallie got engaged, and me and Claire had our first baby on New Years Eve. Looking back on 2007, I can say that I thoroughly enjoyed the great moments and forgot about all the crappy ones. HA HA.  As far as this years resolutions, I have not yet decided on any.  As you can see from above, I didn't really follow them anyway. If I do decide on some I will let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-5961169929455731487?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5961169929455731487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=5961169929455731487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5961169929455731487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/5961169929455731487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-in-review.html' title='Year in Review'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-2156415112038290392</id><published>2007-12-17T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:48:45.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Buzz.......</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Claire &lt;a href="http://chocolatey-clairebear.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chocolatey-clairebear.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for this Christmas craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrapping paper or gift bag? I always like the gift bag because you don’t have to tear it and you can reuse it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Real tree or artificial? Artificial is way easier. It requires no watering, our cat doesn’t eat it, and you can put it up anytime you want. Plus, you don’t have to go out and purchase it every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When do you put up your tree? If you are in my mom’s house, then you start right after Thanksgiving and finish the day before Christmas. At our house Claire normally busts it out near Thanksgiving. She is on top of the seasonal décor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When do you take down your tree? Once again if you are at my mom’s house, then you leave everything up for as long as you can because it takes so long to put up. We generally used to have everything up by Easter. At our house Claire gets it down with the quickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like eggnog? I like the bourbon portion of eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? I don’t have one that jumps out at me. I did love my huffy, rollerblades were cool, and one time I got a box set of baseball cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have a nativity scene? Yup, my mom got it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hardest person to buy for? I don’t really buy presents for people. Claire normally takes care of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Easiest person to buy for? Claire, she always lets me know what she wants and loves everything chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Worst Christmas gift you’ve ever received? I got a lot of crazy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Once again, Claire normally takes care of this area. Last year we made our own. They turned out pretty good but took a long time to craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Christmas movie? Christmas Vacation!!! Holy S@#%!!! Where’s the Tylenol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Claire starts after Christmas is over and goes throughout the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Not to my recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? I like Chex Mix, Puppy Chow, Pies and I just love the ability to be able to pick from all the different dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. White or colored lights? I like small white lights and big colored lights.&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Christmas song? Infant Holy, Infant Lowly. The choral arrangement is the best. All Christmas songs sound the best with mass choirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Traveling for Christmas or stay home? This year we are staying home because we are waiting on the babies arrival.&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer's? Most of the time, but sometimes Donner escapes me.&lt;br /&gt;20. Angel or Star on top of tree? Big shiny Christmas Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Open presents Christmas Eve or Morning? We used to open up one present Christmas Eve which was always new PJ’s. Now we just open everything up on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? I don’t like the crazy, hardcore shoppers or the crowded parking lots. I especially don’t like the parking lot Nazi’s who stalk you while you’re walking to your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What I love most about Christmas? I like all the food and the time off work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-2156415112038290392?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2156415112038290392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=2156415112038290392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2156415112038290392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/2156415112038290392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-buzz.html' title='Christmas Buzz.......'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3592645436008754145</id><published>2007-12-07T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:05:28.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Debut!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally completed my first road marathon (St. Jude). Going into the race, I knew that I had not prepared enough. My running has been suffering from lack of attention. As talked about in my previous posts, I have a lot going on outside the running section of my life. For instance, there are only 17 days until the due date for the birth of me and Claire's first child Ella Kate. That's a whole different blog, back to the marathon. As I said, I was stringing together runs here and there on the weekends and barely training during the week. I was not sure how I was going to do in the marathon. My plan was to go slow and avoid injury. I started out running with John, Patrick and Vinnie. After about 2, 9:00 minute miles Vinnie and I turned around, and Patrick and John were lost in the crowd. I was a little hesitant running with Vinnie for three reasons. One, he was running the half marathon and I was doing the full. Two, we were running within sight of the 3:30 pacer. That seemed really fast. Three, I did not want to BONK! One thing that kept my thoughts positive was that Vinnie and I were talking the whole time. Neither of us were breathing heavy and everyone around us was sounding like they were breathing with one lung. We continued to run a pace of around 8:10 until Vinnie left me at mile 10 or so to finish up his race with authority. At this point I was alone for the rest of the race. I did see Holly at mile 12ish. Who by the way had a completely surprised look on her face. She almost missed getting my picture because I snuck up on her. As you can see below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2062/2084494184_948cdac204_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I also saw John Dodd at several aid stations along the way. Other than those two, Vinnie was my last contact with anyone until I made it to the finish line. My brain began to rationalize the miles left in front of me. I would think, "Okay half way finished", "Only ten miles to go". For the first part of the race we had stayed close to the 3:30 pacer and now some other pace groups were beginning to catch and pass me. I ended up following the 3:40 pace group for several miles until they started their push to the finish. The voice in my head kept telling me to walk and the other voice in my head would say, "You only have 6 miles left, just keep running". I was able to keep a decent speed until around mile 22, when I had to walk several hills. I did get passed by several people on these hills but I eventually passed them back before the end of the race. So I think this might have saved me a little. I had been eyeballing my watch for the second half of the race and was anticipating coming in at about 3:55ish. When I came down to the last 1.2 I looked at my watch and saw that I could come in under 3:50. I tried to make my legs turn over faster but they just kept the same beat they had been drumming for the past couple of miles. When I rounded the corner into the stadium, I was so excited to see the finish line because I was ready to stop. I ended up coming in at 3:47:42. That is 485th out of right under 2,000 runners. I am pretty pleased with my first marathon time. It makes me wonder how long it would have taken if I actually was able to devote a decent amount of time to training for the race. Hmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I am excited for my time as well as the rest of the Memphis Ultra Running Group times. Holly ran in the 5K that morning and snagged 3rd Place in her age group with a 25:29. Vinnie busted out a Half Marathon Personal Best at 1:48:12. John and Patrick came running in at 4:08:ish to set the Personal Best for Patrick. Overall, it was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, soon I will be posting my race schedule for the up coming year. I think that I will be concentrating on more trail running and longer distances in year two of my running experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yall have fun this weekend, maybe I will see some of you on the trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3592645436008754145?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3592645436008754145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3592645436008754145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3592645436008754145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3592645436008754145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/12/marathon-debut.html' title='Marathon Debut!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3031588832088759421</id><published>2007-11-08T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T12:18:23.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memphis Ultra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2170/1908312827_cd23ae956b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2170/1908312827_cd23ae956b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to start a new running group called Memphis Ultra. Currently we have seven members. This all came about after five of us took a trip to Chatanooga to participate in the Stumpjump 50K. We had such a good time and saw so many people from Memphis, that we decided we should start a running group. Right now, we are looking for anyone in the Memphis area who like to run long distances. We are going to try to set up a group run every weekend. Eventually we would like to show up at races all over the place and represent Memphis running. We are not hardcore. Our times range all over the board. We are more excited about finishing races than finishing them fast. If anyone is interested, you should definitely join us for a run and some cold frosty beverages. If anything you will get a cool running jersey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2161/1908312923_65044153ef_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3031588832088759421?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3031588832088759421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3031588832088759421' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3031588832088759421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3031588832088759421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/11/memphis-ultra.html' title='Memphis Ultra'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-4089903446557363879</id><published>2007-11-07T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:20:50.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Rabbit Run</title><content type='html'>Sorry its taken me so long to respond, but this is one of my most busy times of year at work and this year at home as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure why I run? I have always been kinda sporty. I like the idea of sports minus the intense competitiveness some sports carry. I originally started training to surprise Drew and Holly by showing up at one of their 5K races. After I completed my first 5K and told them that I had started running, I decided to try and go a little bit farther. I decided my next race would be the Nashville half marathon. After I completed that, I decided I wanted to see if I could go farther. By the end of my first summer running I have completed 2 ultra marathons. As you can tell, my running has kind of snowballed into a mental &amp;amp; physical competition with myself to see how far I can go. I will be attempting a 50 mile race this march. Right now, I am running to see how far I can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that keep me running. I like the look I get when I tell people, " I am only doing an 18 mile race this weekend".&lt;br /&gt;I like to be the one who cleans the spider webs off the trails in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I like to run with a head lamp until the sun comes up and shines through the trees. &lt;br /&gt;I like the solitude of running alone and I also like the camaraderie of running with a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way my body feels when I am about to fall out after 26 miles (Its kinda euphoric).&lt;br /&gt;I like the way everyone on the trail is so friendly.  You can meet a person during a race and find out things about them that some of their closest friends don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the occasional wildlife on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;I also like to observe the subtle changes on the trail through out the different seasons. For instance, the mushroom that's been sitting there for two weeks or the tree that takes longer to loose its leaves, or the one area that is always boggy, or the area where its always foggy in the mornings.  I love nature.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I like the feeling of accomplishment when I cross the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its really a combination of multiple factors that make me run. One day I might be able to give you a solid answer but for now its a little bit of everything above and some other stuff too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-4089903446557363879?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4089903446557363879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=4089903446557363879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4089903446557363879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/4089903446557363879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/11/run-rabbit-run.html' title='Run Rabbit Run'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-3035227255725692225</id><published>2007-10-08T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T12:04:56.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumpjump !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2420/1802902721_67b64f970b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2420/1802902721_67b64f970b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Well that was an experience. This was by far the toughest race I have ever entered. It should definitely be called the Rockjump instead of the Stumpjump. The course was probably around 25% runnable. I kept telling everyone I was running with that this was not like a run but an extreme nature hike. I'll give you a brief run down of the race from my point of view. Me, Patrick, Drew, Holly, Elle, Lauren and the "Mandingo" all started out at the back of the pack. As soon as they said go, we were off. I looked around a hundred yards into the race and I had lost half of the group. I slowed and ended up running with Drew, Holly, Elle and Lauren. Patrick and the "Mandingo" were no where in site. On the way to the first aid station, Drew and I stretched the distance between us and Holly, Lauren and Elle. We waited on them at the first aid station and took there pictures as they came in cheering. (Side note: These pictures did not turn out. Booo crappy disposable cameras) We left this aid station in a herd of Memphis runners. It was at this point that we made our huge decent down the trail. One step and you could fall off of the mountain. Somewhere between the first and second aid station Drew decided it was his time to go ahead. This was the last time I would see him until the finish line. Me, Holly, Elle and Lauren went ahead to the next aid station which was at a road crossing. After we crossed the road, we began a climb to a large runnable section of the course. At this point, Lauren and I started running in a pack with several other racers and got separated from our group. When we reached the next aid station at mile eleven it was starting to get hot and my body was getting a little bit tired. Lauren and I waited there until Holly arrived and we decided to keep our forward motion. The sign said 2.2 miles to the next aid station. My thoughts at this time were, this is great for me because I know that I can drink my water faster and get a little bit more hydrated on this stretch. What great planning by the race directors on the positioning of the aid stations. As Lauren, Holly and I pressed on, we began to hear the bellowing laugh of Patrick coming up behind us. He and the Mandingo had managed to catch and pass us. At this point I jumped in to run to the next aid station with them. We pressed on for what turned out to be 3.5 miles instead of the 2.2 they had posted on their sign. When we arrived the people at the aid station told us that they were out of water. How can that happen? We are in the middle of no where and we have run 16 miles. They told us that the next aid station is at mile 21. As Holly, Lauren, and Jackie arrived, we told them the situation and discussed our options. We all had about an inch of water left in our bottles and decided that there was nothing left to do but think positive and move toward the next watering hole. At this point we were told that about 60 people dropped out of the race. While we were blinded by the mental jab from the last aid station, we missed the turn for the trail. After about ten or fifteen minutes, we turned around and got back on course. Me, Patrick, Jackie, and the Mandingo left the group and moved quickly to the next aid station. They had plenty of water for us to drink. However, the dehydration was already taking its effect on me. I was feeling weak and I had stopped talking all together. When Patrick asked me how I felt, my exact words were, "I feel like crap". We proceeded on until we came to the start of the huge uphill climb to the finish line. At this point, Patrick and the Mandingo stopped to take a break and I decided that I did not need to stop moving. Me a Jackie, a woman that I met from North Carolina, pushed on to the end of the race. When we crossed the finish line, my parents and my sister were there to congratulate me. Overall it was a great experience. All of the crew from Memphis finished the race, despite the lack of water, the heat of the day, and the ridiculous terrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing a race of that difficulty, I still feel like I could run longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/1802900329_e5ff119a0e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-3035227255725692225?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3035227255725692225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=3035227255725692225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3035227255725692225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/3035227255725692225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/10/stumpjump.html' title='Stumpjump !!!!'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-7793122487939113456</id><published>2007-09-28T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:48:47.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Anybody Out There?</title><content type='html'>Hello once again to the three people who actually check out this page. I have not had time to do anything with my blog because I have been running crazy. I have way too much going on. Work is starting to pick up again for the fall. That means going ten different directions at once. Meet people, look at their yard, draw a design, do an estimate, meet with them again to sell the job, round up all the materials, make sure the crew completes the job correctly, and complete this cycle with ten to twelve other customers at the same time. On another note, I also am drawing closer to my deadline for finishing out the room in our upstairs. I hope to complete all of the plumbing, install the trim and the doors, and paint as much as possible this weekend. After that its time to install cabinets, sinks, toilet, tile, carpet, baseboards, crown molding, electrical outlets, and anything else that I left out.  I also have been preparing for the 32 mile run happening next weekend. I have slacked off in the past two weeks trying to juggle all of this stuff. However, I will be doing a long run with Drew &amp;amp; Patrick on Saturday morning. &lt;strong&gt;BOOM!!!!! That was the sound of my head exploding. &lt;/strong&gt;I can't wait until I get to do nothing for a minute. Maybe play the guitar or sit on the back porch. Anything but .... anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yall&lt;/span&gt; have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Bulldogs!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-7793122487939113456?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7793122487939113456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=7793122487939113456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/7793122487939113456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/7793122487939113456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-there-anybody-out-there.html' title='Is There Anybody Out There?'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032113763392268377.post-9049916577706364824</id><published>2007-06-16T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:04:31.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Like the First Time</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!!! My very first blog. This is sorta crazy yall. I finally got time to do some stuff since I don't have to work for the week.  Currently I am at my wifes parent house in Cleveland, MS.   Tomorrow morning we will head for Orange Beach, Alabama. It’s been so long since I’ve seen the ocean…I guess I should. I can’t wait to lie around on the beach with no responsibilities.  It will be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9032113763392268377-9049916577706364824?l=jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/9049916577706364824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9032113763392268377&amp;postID=9049916577706364824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/9049916577706364824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9032113763392268377/posts/default/9049916577706364824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jollygreenthumb.blogspot.com/2007/06/feels-like-first-time.html' title='Feels Like the First Time'/><author><name>Jolly Green Thumb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16342233693055401283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
