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My 8th Marathon will be in Austin.

Well, I’ve decided to get back on the marathon horse again. It kicked me off in Chicago and a year ago in Portland. But I’m back in the saddle, hoping to ride my way to Boston through the Austin Marathon on February 20, 2011.

I still haven’t figured out why I cramp so bad, especially in races, but I’ve got a few clues. Some are small, some are big and I’ll share them in a later space.

On Friday, I’m going to do my first 20-mile run since Chicago and I’m pretty confident. I hope to run the first 15 at an easy pace then run the last five at marathon goal pace. And just what is my marathon goal pace? Well, two weekends ago, I ran 17.5 miles with the last nine at a clip of about 7:25 min/mile. So there. 7:20 to 7:30 is my hoped-for-pace.

So, here I go again. I’m all in, cramps be damned.

A different perspective of the marathon

I’ve run across the finish line at a marathon three times and am now tapering for my fourth marathon Feb. 28. But last Sunday, I spent an hour or so as a spectator watching the finish line of the Austin Marathon. I got there as the 3:45s were coming through and left as the 5:00s finishers were getting done.

Most everybody I saw was in pretty decent shape. There were a few guys who were walking near the end, muscles seizing up on them and boy, do I know how they must have felt.

Here are a few of the pics I took with my Iphone, some of which I posted on twitter. Twitter? Twitter? If you don’t know, now you know. I’m loving Twitter. But that’s for another post.

(By the way, I’m in Austin all week covering the legislature for the Star-Telegram. I’ve got a decent hotel about 5 minutes away from my son, Noah, so I can work, run at Town Lake and wrestle Noah all in one day.)

Ok, here are those marathon finish line photos. Pictures say 1,000 words, so I’ll just get out of the way. My only comments are, on the upper right, not everyone walked through the finish line and, lower left, finishers were glad to see the lady handing out the medals.