National Capital Shmack and Shmield

Conquered my first steeplechase today! Well, that's not true. I did a 1500m steeple 2 years ago in the dome, but there was no water pit and the barriers weren't very high. It's basically like when a girl says she's had sex but it didn't count cause the guy was a jerk and it was a mistake.

K that was my first sexual reference on this blog.
Felt good.

Berhe and I ran the 1500 steeple today. I can't say it went great, but I can't say it was bad. It came down to the final hundred, right after I leaped over the last barrier with the wrong leg and landed in a half-retarded crouching position whilst trying to keep my balance by flailing my arms. Neither of us began to sprint because we both knew that we'd pay for it in the 3k later. I can't say that I didn't try to push out my chest at the finish line, but I won't say that that's why I took home the win.

About 6 and a half hours later, the Open Men's 3000m came along. Oh such an interesting race it was. 60 kids of all different ages were lined up; from all different schools around the city; all with different goals; all wondering how on earth they were standing on the start line with 59 other guys. I'm pretty sure there were more racers than spectators at this point during the day. BANG. The gun went off.

All I can say about this race is that Palamar booked the last 400 without hesitation. Right as we heard the bell, he took off. Classic. Berhe passed me with 200 to go. Classic. Didn't go down without a fight though, managed to beat him on the last stride. Classic.

Good day at the races for Nepean and The Ottawa Lions. West Conference Next week. I'll be bringin it.

This iz ma pump up muzik

SD

Off to X for the next 4 Years

Choosing a university to go to was probably the toughest decision of my life, other than that one time when I woke up in the middle of the night and had to decide whether I should get up and pee or stay in my cozy, warm bed. I got up and peed. Definitely worth it.

I've chosen St.FX. Don't ask me why; I have my reasons. I can't wait to start training with the boys out east, they're a great group of runners.

My brother, Ian - a current student at the University of Guelph - may not be totally psyched about my decision like I am, but at least he can appreciate the fact that I didn't choose to go to Windsor.

My other brother, Sam - a current student at the University of McGill - has apparently known for the past year where I would choose to go. So did you get it right, Sam? Straight up. Leave a comment.

My oldest brother, JayZ - a current artist in the rap industry - told me to remember one thing, one thing. I came I saw I conquered, from record sales to soldout concerts, so if you want this encore, I need you to scream 'til your lungs get sore...

As for my future dating life, I haven't had a lot of time to think about if my soul mate is going to St. FX. It's kind of bothering me. But I'm single and ready to tingle. I wanna get a tingly sensation when I meet a girl, it just shows that maybe she's the one for me.

Lots of love,
Scott

Just Do It

I know it's been a month since my last bloggy blog but I like to take long breaks between posts so that I will be older, therefore wiser, therefore I will have more knowledge, therefore I will have more to say, therefore I will be more interesting. Here's what I have to say:

This kind of has to do with running because Nike's all like "We support runners" and "Training is tough". Yea well guess what, Nike? I haven't seen you run a mile in your life so how 'bout you just go back to Bill Bowerman's garage and stop being so expensive. This can be found in Google images if you simply type "funny pics".

Also this:

THE DOG IS ALWAYS WATCHING YOU.

Goodnight,
Scott

Running is an Art

Steve Prefontaine always believed that running was a work of art. I've had trouble believing this over the past few years though. I've always thought that running was just a sport. You just run. It's hard; it's physically and mentally difficult. But overall, you're just pushing your body. You're simply running.

Today at practice our group was running some 3k stuff. Some 800s, some 1000s, even a 1200 in there. I ran the workout with Alex Berhe. We were goin. We were givin' 'er. It was only after we had finished the workout when I came to my "running is an art" realization. A man came up to me who had been watching us run and said, "Nicely done." Nicely done? Nicely done? I repeated those two words over and over in my head. They fit so well together; they blend; they mix like soap and water.

He didn't say "Good job" or "Good work" or "Great workout" or "Lookin good" or "Way to go" or anything along those lines like a regular person would say. No he said "Nicely done" like I had just painted a portait of him laying down naked with a fruit basket. That's when the idea came into my head that I had just created a work of art.

This is one of my favourite scenes from any motion picture in the history of motion pictures.

Love,
Scott

The Making of Champions

What makes a champion? Is it their hard work? Is it their training program? Is it their coach? Is it their teammates? Is it their diet? Is it their desire? In my opinion, yes yes yes yes yes and yes.

Canadian Running Magazine made this video to show just what makes a championship-winning team. It becomes more and more inspiring as the montage goes on, so inspiring that non-runners will even be captivated. The video brings together footage from Nationals this year where Guelph took home gold in the men's and women's cross country races.

"Get to work they're fuckin dyin' up there!" - DST

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go study for exams.
Scott Donald

The Gryphs

"3.. 2.. 1.. Go."
The cold, crisp air grasping the cheeks of ten guys fighting for their spot on the road. Second after second, minute after minute, 20 shoes colaborate to form the intervals of a championship-winning team.

"3.. 2.. 1.. Go."
Stride after stride after stride. Snow flies out from under each foot creating a white cloud around the runners. The legs are picking up the pace.

"3.. 2.. 1.. Go."
The breathing is only getting heavier. Panting, sniffing, coughing. Every guy is trying his hardest; every guy is working. No one's talking.

I worked out with the Guelph guys on Friday afternoon, it was quite the cold run, but I felt good. Ian had no food in the house when I got there so I just had a piece of lemon mirangue pie that my mom sent with me and I was good to go workout with the team. Food is overrated anyway.

Overall, recruiting weekend was good. Got to meet some big runners; got a lot of free meals, including some latenight wings with two-time ofsaa medalist Mr. Shawn Masters. Who knows if either of us will go to Guelph, but they gave us free towels so... it's lookin good.

sdon

Happy New Year

Haterz gon' h8, but you know that loverz gon' luv.

Greetings February 29th, it's been a while. 2012 will be a long one.
Scott