Race #4: The Linzer Bergmarathon, a Phenomenology of Pain

Saturday, August 25 saw me at the mountain marathon in and around Linz (Linzer Bergmarathon).

It brought to a close the mountain marathon cup in Upper Austria, the set of three mountain ultramarathons I participated in this summer – and where Paul Auster describes his memoir as working on a “phenomenology of breathing,” it seems that this could be described as a phenomenology of pain. Continue reading “Race #4: The Linzer Bergmarathon, a Phenomenology of Pain”

The Race Really Gets Goin’… Marathon #2: Über-Drüber

On the Run

Things are getting interesting.

Where the Vienna City Marathon was a classical road race with thousands of participants, close by my first home, last Thursday’s “Über-Drüber-Marathon” [site in German only] was around my second home region in Upper Austria, going up and across (hence, the name) more mountainous terrain, and having all of 37 finishers (and not many more participants, if any) in the marathon distance.

Some of the participants came from further away, but most were from these here parts, and many – if not most – probably came because they are locals or because they (like me) decided to try their running feet in this year’s Upper Austrian mountain marathon cup (Bergmarathon Cup [in German, again]), for which this is the first race. Continue reading “The Race Really Gets Goin’… Marathon #2: Über-Drüber”

Poetic (De-)Motivation Prior to Marathon #1

15 hours to the start of the Vienna City Marathon, first of the running events I’ll (for a change) participate in this year.

While picking up the bib number, getting a doctor’s opinion regarding my participation (as I’ve only just gotten over a cold), I decided to participate in a medical study on a new indicator for a body’s reaction to the stress of a marathon – and the question that I had to think of the longest before I could answer was “How old are you?”

Well, perfect context for sharing this bit from Billy Collins’ TED talk, lyrically talking of age and accomplishment, and intensely (de)motivating…

Chances are, you are older – like me. So, isn’t it time we started living more fully, sensibly?