2/01/2007

Taking Next Steps..

Crazy Craig is getting ready to run again.

To keep a Global Warming focus on my running, I need other runners to join me in Boston on April 14 for the National Day of Climate Action. This will be an incredible national effort and Bill McKibben has taken the lead in spearheading this effort through his Step It Up campaign.

This past weekend ended a couple of months of relative inactivity. Saturday, basking in typical, atypical January Global Warming weather, I ran my 7 mile home-based route, Wellbourne to Willisville and back. Temps in the mid-50s. I'd spent the morning working in our gardens, planting heirloom and wild roses with Jean, my wife, in our Backyard Wildlife Habitat.

Sunday, I drove too many miles--arghh-- back towards NWF and joined about 80 other Reston Runners and friends for a much colder, somewhat wet 10 mile run through this Virginia community. But at a cost in CO2 of about a 70 mile R/T. At least I'm thinking about whether or not a trip like this is really necessary.

Fact was I needed the group motivation to get out and run. And afterwards, I included the weekly grocery shopping trip to Whole Foods so the combined purposes for the mileage felt a little better. Whole Foods has begun to take some decent steps on the corporate level to try to address their carbon footprint.

Despite thirty degree temperatures, I overheated right away and so when I got back to our starting point, which was also our mid-point, I shed a top and bottom layer and kept on running. Was able to negotiate the course at about a 8:10 pace and headed home thinking I'm on my way. To where?

Boston. For the fourth year in a row, I've qualified for the Boston Marathon and will be joining over 20,000 other runners in making the run from Hopkinton to downtown Boston. Now to figure out how to get some of those other marathon qualifiers to join me on Saturday.

Crazy Craig

1/08/2007

New Year, New Challenges for Crazy Craig



So, it's January 8 and the Washington DC suburbs are threatening to cool off to something like almost normal. Look at this photo! See what a few extra degrees over time can do to change the local landscape and its wildlife. Actually, this photo was taken last month near Tucson, AZ. Read more about that below.

Snow possibly in the forecast for tomorrow evening. The past weekend brought temps in the 70s and two monarch butterflies (these should have been hanging upside down in a Oyamel fir tree by now) were flitting around Maryland. And Crazy Craig stepped out NWF's back door last Thursday and ticked off his first blooming native wildflower of the year. Visit The Backyard Naturalist for more about that.

Tomorrow, NWF headquarters staff will be fortuneate enough to listen and respond to
Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth grass roots presentation, brought to us by NWF staff and The Climate Project. By the end of this week, over 1000 volunteers will have been trained to offer this eye-opening lecture to their communities. I'm hoping to go through the training in the next few months myself. What's it like to go through the training? Read this!

Resting up from the Big Race/JFK 50 Miler never was very relaxing. It was not running much at all, licking my wounds-- almost none-- and planning for next year. It was reading Dean Karnaze's Ultramarathon Man and relishing the reality of not really being THAT crazy. I especially liked the "nutritional log" he provides for the 199 mile race he ran.

Early December was a time to celebrate mutual 60th birthdays with a birding buddy, to pitch tents, enjoy campfires under starry southwestern skies and observe our way through much of southern Arizona's bird life. I was able to find 156 species over the 7 days of on the ground birding including Bendire's thrasher, pictured above. Wayne's goal had been to pick up about 50 species during the trip to hit 400 species in the US for the year. A neotropic cormorant at the Gilbert AZ Water Ranch was #400. After dropping me off at the Phoenix airport the next morning, Wayne added both Harris sparrow and streak-backed oriole to his list before I ever got off the ground and headed back east.

This past weekend was spent visiting family in coastal New Jersy, picking up a number of birds like northern gannets and brant for my 2007 list, celebrating my aunt's 90th birthday and running. In the warmer than they should have been hours around dawn yesterday, I ran the boardwalk from Sea Girt to Bradley Beach and back. Shark River Inlet was one highlight of this run; my return trip was halted by a bridge opening as the Big Mohawk and a host of private sportfishing boats headed into the Atlantic to look for stripers, mackeral and tautog. This was my first real run since November 18's 50 Miler.

When I sat down at my brother's house, I got out my laptop, pulled up a wifi connection and signed up for another couple of races-- marathons. I'll let you know something about where and when I'm running in my next entry.

12/21/2006

The Best Gift You Can Give Your Children....

Here's a great holiday opportunity from National Wildlife Federation's President and CEO. Another NWF supporter has established a matching fund to help us implement some innovative efforts to help restore grizzly bears in the lower 48 states.

Crazy Craig



During the holidays, we encounter wildlife in all “the old familiar places” as the popular song would have it…in department store displays…greeting cards…decorated homes and even a few rooftops. There are polar bears and Santa’s reindeers…penguins…songbirds and so many animals and birds that bring a smile to faces of young and old alike.

But there are many wildlife species that aren’t up-front on the holiday stage, but would benefit from some caring year-end giving by National Wildlife Federation supporters. I’m thinking particularly of grizzly bears and a few other species that need our help right now. If you are looking to add one more gift to your holiday list, then you couldn’t do any better than to add a grizzly to your list. You can be sure that it’s a gift that will pay big dividends for this monarch of the wilderness for many, many holidays to come.

Right now National Wildlife Federation’s wildlife biologist, Sterling Miller, and his colleagues in our Montana field office are working to restore the grizzly bear to the Selway-Bitterroot Wilderness of Idaho and Montana – a land of mountains, forests and meadows ideally suited for the grizzly bear. The Selway-Bitterroot Wilderness is a huge, remote chunk of land – probably the largest unbroken expanse of wilderness left in the Lower 48. It’s a breath-taking landscape of snow-capped mountains, dense forests, clear-running streams and lush meadows, totaling almost four million acres in all. Studies show that the Selway-Bitterroot Wilderness can sustain a population of more than 600 grizzly bears – about the same number found today in the entire Yellowstone ecosystem.

I have just received a special matching grant from a generous donor who wants to support the innovative plan that Sterling and his associates have developed for the grizzly’s recovery. Basically, it will allow National Wildlife Federation to install safeguards so the grizzlies will not becoming accustomed to foraging out of dumpsters…leading to their ultimate removal and death. Happily they’ll be forced to make their way to the wilderness where they will live and survive.

We have a deadline on this matching grant, so I urge you to “add a grizzly to your holiday giving list” so we can do the right thing for this magnificent species. Think how good you’ll feel knowing that you’ve done your part to protect this magnificent creature so they’ll be there in our children’s future. You might even say adding a grizzly to your list gets a double reward…the grizzly and our children! Please click on the secure link below to make your donation.

Donate Now to Save Grizzlies

Wildlife are an important part of our lives today and a critical element in our children’s future. By protecting wildlife and their habitat today, we will be securing our children’s future by stopping global warming, maintaining ecological integrity of our wild places and by reconnecting people to nature.

The greatest gift you can give to your children is a healthy planet. Thank you for your support and commitment to the nature of tomorrow. Thanks for caring and have a happy and safe holiday.

Multi-tasking the JFK 50 Miler

As a runner, I find I have a higher level of satisfaction if I set some goals for myself. My weekly mileage goals keep me motivated and in shape for upcoming races. I also set goals for individual races. My goals for the JFK 50 Miler were two: cross the finish line and in doing so, set a PR or personal best time, for the distance.

Shouldn’t be too hard! If I finish, I have my PR because I’d never come close to running this far before. I had another running goal; to try to finish in nine and half hours. I didn’t meet that one. But I was very happy in crossing the finish line in ten hours and nineteen minutes. I’d finished in front of more than 500 other runners. I was in the top half of my "freshman" class in the JFK.
As a naturalist and runner, I also might set goals that are odd for a runner but fine for a naturalist. Trying to keep track of all bird species positively identified along the fifty mile route on November 18 was the "naturalist" goal I’d set.

To best achieve that goal, I had to remember every kind of bird I saw OR I could write down, with pencil and paper, each one. I decided my memory might begin to fail or fuzz after 30 or so miles. And I lose pencils or their points snap off. Paper in a runner’s pocket invariably becomes wet pulp due to sweat or gets gummed up with GU gel residue.

To circumvent these possible problems, I chose to master, minimally, a very small digital recorder I’d purchased. The little wonder weighs almost nothing and records, so say the instructions, up to 16 hours of babbling. Like all of my other electronics that I can’t quite figure out how to use-- my Palm Pilot, GPS, and cell phone, it offers a lot more than I had figured out how to use.

So here was the scenario. Scamper up and down 14 miles of Appalachian Trail, plod along 26 miles of canal towpath and then dodge cars and traffic cones over the final 8 miles of rural roads, all while watching for birds and movement in the foliage nearby and listening for the sounds of anything that was likely a bird-- not groaning fellow runners, my own grunts and gasps and other extraneous noises. Then, while conversing with other runners and crew and well-wishers, remove the recorder from shorts’ pocket, activate the recorder by releasing the hold button, press the record toggle and when finished with the entry, remember to again place the little machine back on hold and store in pocket (the GU free pocket) until I next needed to log in an observation.

By about mile 20, I’d earned the nickname "Bird Man" from a couple of running buddies. The list included at that point, I thought, about 14 kinds of birds. My major observation was that the river’s frantic mood-we’d gotten 3 inches or more just two days before the run-and the disturbance caused by over a thousand runners along the course had sent many of the birds that would normally occur here to quieter, cleaner habitats.

Periodically, I’d hear something that was bird-like but not instantly identifiable. This would cause me to plunge off the race route into the riverside forest or tangle of vines and dead wildflowers to seek my quarry. There, I would make explosive pishing sounds trying to attract the supposed bird closer for positive identification. It was during one of these pishing episodes at around mile 25 that fellow NWF team member Andrew Pinger caught up with me and reminded me that we should attempt to finish the race before darkness. I stayed with Andrew for the duration. Or better, he stayed back with me as I pished, huffed and groaned my way to the finish.

So what did I find? I ended up with 33 species. There were many birds that never showed and that I had very sure expectations of seeing-mallard ducks, cormorants, vultures and juncos for instance. On the other hand, I didn’t expect to find so many woodpeckers-I found 6 of the possible 7 species in our area. My birding highlight occurred along the Potomac River, while running alone, except for the two winter wrens serenading me, one on either side of the
tow path. Here’s my complete list:

Canada goose
Mourning dove
Rock pigeon
Barred owl
Red-bellied woodpecker
Yellow-bellied sapsucker
Downy woodpecker
Hairy woodpecker
Northern flicker
Pileated woodpecker
Blue jay
American crow
Tufted titmouse
Carolina chickadee
Brown creeper
Carolina wren
Winter wren
Golden-crowned kinglet
Ruby-crowned kinglet
American robin
Northern mockingbird
European starling
Cedar waxwing
Yellow-rumped warbler
Northern cardinal
White-throated sparrow
Song sparrow
Swamp sparrow
Red-winged blackbird
House finch
American goldfinch
House sparrow

11/22/2006

Over the Line...



The Crazy Craig Climate Challenge team wrapped up its conquest of the JFK 50 Mile course at about a half hour after dark last Saturday, November 18.

What a incredible run! Our NWF team covered 150 miles in a little over 29 hours. It was a great personal accomplishment for me and a wonderful effort on the part of our NWF team and everyone who supported us. I gave myself a little runner's pat on the back for finishing this run by immediately signing up for next spring's Boston Marathon.

Andrew Pinger crossed the finish line with me. From about mile 24, we had an ongoing, enjoyable, disjointed, absurd conversation about par for two people more than tired and sore. Pinger found me wandering in the Potomac River floodplain, staring at treetops and uttering raspy, loud whispering sounds. I was trying to augment my bird list for the course. Andrew got me somewhat back on track.

Team member Dave Strauss surged ahead of me at around the 3 mile mark when we began to traverse the fourteen mile long Appalachian Trail section. I never saw him again until I crossed the finish line at 5:20 PM. Seeing Dave at the finish was one of the greatest joys for me. No, I wasn't all that happy that he was so much faster, but Dave has a way of wandering off course, or slamming his toes into rocks and his shoulders into trees. This day, he was at the top of his running form.

The day was nearly perfect with temperatures well above freezing but never warm enough to become overheated. Easy enough with my 12:30 minute per mile pace.

People made the day from before sunrise to our finish after sundown. My wife Jean was with me in spirit all the way and supplied smiles, hugs, liquid and food throughout. Our Reston Runners colleagues gave us inspiration, enthusiasm and a lot to laugh at.

Dave, Jean and I started the day at a nearby Denny's which Dave insisted be called Lenny's. Breakfast included the most watery oatmeal ever known in the city of Hagerstown but our waitress had a good sense of humor and brought out the non-stop coffee, bacon and pancakes on time and tasty! A couple of other runners/breakfasters joined the verbal fray of good-natured insults and what might have been severely worrisome race updates-- that the start location had been changed; that the course had been modified to include two water crossings, etc.

We arrived at Boonesboro High School with plenty of time to line up for the Reston Runners team photo, throw jibes at our team mates, exchange last minute course strategies and then line up to use the rest room. Runners do not like to carry breakfast with them on the trail. For whatever reason, the bathroom line for men at the highschool moved at a glacial pace. Well, given global warming, that phrase doesn't really fit the slowness of movement. With a race start over a half mile away, there I remained, in line at 6:45 AM for a 7 AM start. But within minutes, Dave and I were out the door, running that extra half mile, striving and striding to get to the front of the line before the gun went off.

While running up main street in Boonesboro with the race about to start, I was dodging others who were less concerned about being at the front of the pack of 800 runners. I was trying to keep up with Dave-- no problem at this point before the race. I was operating my trusty little SONY digital recorder, making notes from the field, tallying overhead flights of starlings and rock pigeons, questioning whether I was hearing eastern meadowlarks or starlings imitating meadowlarks, and approaching the start.

At 7 AM, the gun went off and the crowd surged forward. Dave and I were only 50 yards behind the front runners, cruising over curbs and sidewalk and on our way! The two mile uphill along Rt 40 began.

Crazy Craig

11/20/2006

Dave's Race Experience - The Final Eight Miles


Simply put - this was the hardest part of the run. My body had run out of fuel and was working solely on determination. I often thought about walking the rest of the way or sitting on the side of the road and taking a long, very long break. However, I persevered through the rolling hills of Hagerstown. The last mile was a pick-me-up. As I was approaching the finish line, I could feel my pace picking up and getting excited from the crowd and the anticipation of finishing. As I crossed the finish line, Hannah (my youngest daughter) was there to greet me with my medal. Debbi, Rachel and my parents were also there to cheer me on and greet me at the end!

After I finished, I saw Anne Senft her husband Tom - they were filming the event to capture the Crazy Craig moment - as you can see from the last blog entry.

THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING THIS A SUCCESSFUL CRAZY CRAIG CLIMATE CHALLENGE. WE COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT!

11/19/2006

VIDEO: At the finish line!


Dave's Race Experience - The C&O Canal


The C&O Canal has to be one of the most beautiful trails in the country. The Potomac River on the left and the landscape of rolling hills, cliffs, houses, fields (all depending on where you are) on the right. However, after 4 plus hours and 26 miles - it does get a little old and boring. To me, this was the transition part of the race. From feeling strong and energetic coming off the mountains - to spending time on the C&O Canal with similar sceneries and the same physical motions, tested my mind and body. I was fortunate to run into Jeff Hutman along the way. He lives right on the C&O Canal and was prepared to meet up with us along the route. He was stocked with goodies - Gatorade, Clif Bars, peanuts and M&M's. He asked me if I wanted anything. I was full of food, but lacking in conversation so I asked him to tell me a story (one gets quite desperate for something other than the shuffling of the feet or the continuous sound of my own breathe). We spent a few minutes together and after a few pictures, I was back on my own. I finished the grueling, relentless C&O canal with 42 miles under my belt. This is where I really hit the wall...

Dave's Race Experience - Through the Mountains


As the gun sounded there was lots of hollering and cheering from the over-caffienated, adreneline-rushed runners. We ran/walked for 2.3 miles on Old National Pike (formerly Rt. 40) until we reached the trail head at the top of the road. Craig and I tried to run together, but I got caught up in the excitement and ran ahead. Andrew was trailing along at a leisurely clip. That was the last I saw of my NWF buddies.

The next 14 miles were exhilarating. My body felt good, my pace was strong and the scenery was awesome. The first part of the mountains was along a paved path for 3-4 miles until we reached a water tower somewhere way high up. As you could imagine - lots of walking to get up the hills (when you run ultras - the recommendation is to walk the hills - great recommendation). After reaching the tower, we were back on single track trails. This is where it gets fun, but also a little dangerous. When you are running on the trail, you are constantly jockeying between, on or around the rocks to keep pace with the rest of the pack. Every few minutes you would hear someone screaming bloody murder - either from a twisted ankle or a bad fall. It reminded me of a good horror film. Other than several stubs to my toes, I was able to stay on my feet. That's a first for me. I am one to fall on a regular basis. There was one rest/food/water stop half way through the the mountains at mile 8ish. I met up with my crew, got some more GU's (fuel in the form of a gel) and went on my merry way. I finished the mountain part of the race with some soreness in my legs, but nothing that I couldn't handle (at this point).

Dave's Pre-race Experience


It was 4:23 a.m. when the alarm decided it was time to begin what I would consider my longest day. Craig, Jean (Craig's wife) and I started our morning off with a full breakfast at Denny's. Not the best food, but who's going to be picky at 5:00 a.m. in the outskirts of Hagerstown, MD. We finished the watery oatmeal and coffee and headed to Boonsboro for the pre-race instructions and the long half mile walk to the starting line - at least it should have been a walk - however, Craig got caught in the bathroom line and we ended up doing a run, jog, walk to the start line. As we worked our way throught the pack - the gun sounded!

11/17/2006

Final Hours Before Running 50 Miles

It's Friday morning at about 11 AM, November 17 and by tomorrow at this time, NWF's Crazy Craig's Climate Challenge team should be about 20 miles into our 50 mile run.

The mild panic of what to bring to wear, what the weather will be and what to eat along the way has subsided and the pure energy of being at the starting line is just a few meals, a good number of car miles and some solid hours of sleep away.

Weather will be-- shouldn't say it-- perfect. Partly cloudy. Start at 34 degrees and finish at about 45 degrees with a peak of perhaps 53. Little wind.

Hal Higdon, who writes for Runner's World and who has influenced a lot of us through his training techniques wrote that "I've said about the marathon that it's 20 miles of hope and 6 miles of truth, and you learn what you are as a man or woman in the last 6 miles." Well Hal, where does that leave us in running 50 miles? Crazy?

We should hit the ground about 67,000 times with our feet in the course of our jaunt tomorrow. Unless we hop all the way.

Each time we hit the ground, we hit with about 600 lbs of force. Sure hope the shoes are up to this! That's 200, 400 tons of delivered foot pressure. I won't ponder if that is the best use for all of that energy

Such are final, trivial thoughts on this last day. Time for a big lunch. Boonesboro, here we come.

Crazy Craig

11/15/2006

Community Support- Reston Runners


Anna Bradford addresses over 150 runners and crew, all part of Reston Runners' great JFK 50 Miler training and support effort.

Dave, Andrew and I are the running portions of Crazy Craig's Climate Challenge but there are so many people behind our effort here at National Wildlife Federation and beyond that give us the inspiration, the motivation, skills, laughs and knowledge that will put us over the finish line late Saturday afternoon on November 18.

Outside of our own families-- personal and NWF-- there's a third family that is helping us out too, Reston Runners. All over the country, there are clubs that support people interested in getting outside and moving. The uncatalogued health benefits of what they offer their communities are really substantial. Whether you're a walker, a casual or competitive runner, a triathlete or a head-for-the-mountains-and-trails ultramarathoner, there's a club with a program for you.

Reston Runners, with over two thousand members in the northern Virginia area, has an incredible number of great activities that it offers to anyone interested. When Dave Strauss indicated that we'd be doing a 50 miler this fall (or was it when I suggested to Dave that we try something longer than a marathon so he'd have a chance of getting to the finish line before me?) I recalled hearing about a great training plan Reston Runners was offering.This was right after finishing a local 5k race Reston Runners had supported for a local nature center.

This Saturday, 70 Reston JFK Runners supported by almost 40 crew will be in Boonesboro for the start of the JFK 50 Miler. Reston Runners' record of support is so good that 95% of their runners finish.

I was placed on the Reston Freshmen team-- I haven't been a freshman for a long time. Andrew is a Reston Veteran-- he's done this race before. Dave is a Wildcard; no, he's on the Wildcard Team. Apt.

If you live close enough to Reston to join them in some of their walks and runs every week of the year, DO IT! You won't regret making the friends and getting into better shape than you were and who knows, maybe in a couple of years, you too will be running the JFK 50 Miler!

Crazy Craig

11/13/2006

Training's End: Speed Work


It's the last week before our big run and tapering continues. We're running very little, resting up, giving sore muscles and joints some recovery time and, well, for me, eating too well. All in all though, we are ready for Saturday's 7 AM start of the JFK 50 Miler in Boonesboro, Maryland. Please come out and join us at the finish line.

It is difficult not to run in these last weeks before a race; I have a stalwart runnning partner who needs to keep in shape even as I taper. And so we've devised a game called "laps around the Backyard Wildlife Habitat" to keep him in shape while keeping me laughing hysterically.

My running buddy is our dog, Fielder. A classic border collie, he often accompanies me on short runs of 6-7 miles. And cheers me on during longer routes. While running with me, he trots. He sniffs. He visits other dogs greeting us along our rural Virginia roads.

The game here though is catch the frisbee. He catches it and then expects me to catch him. This happens only if I tire and request a break. After 8 or 9 laps of 5k pace or better, he's willing to turn over the frisbee for another throw if I ask. As for me, I am panting.

Fielder is an athlete and is a member in training on the Beltway Bandits FlyBall team. You can see a close up of his smiling face if you click on "dogs in training."


Crazy Craig

11/08/2006

Milestone: 500 Donors!

Over 500 donors have joined my list, most recently the entire IT department. For a full list of folks who have donated, please click on "Who's On Crazy Craig's List" to the right.

Thanks to everyone who has donated. Please be sure to ask your friends and family to join my list!

11/06/2006

Moonlight Run



Sunday, November 5. Just two weeks from our goal of running the JFK 50 Miler.

Today was to be my last long run; fifteen miles. Dave, Andrew and I are tapering. In running parlance, that means we're cutting back on the length of our runs, on the frequency of our runs, and on the number of miles put in each week in getting ready.

I'd planned my route. Add 5 to my normal 10 miles by including an extension through the village of Unison to Poor House Road. Take a left. Run it to Furr Rd and then back along Willisville and Wellbourne Rds.

Running is a lot like life; although when you are preparing for running 50 miles it may get stuck in your head that this is larger than life. It's really no different.

I'll wait to start until I write just a few emails. I'll wait until the weather warms up to 40 degrees. I'll warm up with my short-run training buddy Fielder, our border collie, with a half dozen laps around the yard before going out on my own. I'll just clean out the pepper and tomato plants and.. oh! look a big carrot and two whole rows of beets remaining in the vegetable garden.

Unfocused.

It is 6:20 PM before I walk out the door, in 42 degree temperatures for the 15 mile run that is now a 10 miler. It is night. But it is bright.

The moon is full. Energized by a CLIF bar, a bottle of Gator Ade and a favorite meal of pasta and tuna that Jean is going to have waiting for me when I return, off I go.

With no winds and brilliant moonlight throwing shadows of the now leaf-bare trees, the ten miles went fast and smoothly. And those miles were magical.

Images:

Sway-backed horse silhouetted in front of a big oak tree near historic Wellbourne.

The baying/cheering/jeering of Middleburg Hunt's foxhounds as I rounded the bend in the road close to their home place.

The chittering of flying squirrels that responded to my not so accurate attempt to whistle up eastern screech owls near the great house above Catesby Farm.

A group of 6 deer, at first running parallel in the pasture to my right and then jumping stone walls, crossing so close I could smell them and then disappearing into a dark stream bottom woodland.

The smell of fresh horse manure and horse fog coming from the just-fed mares, colts and fillies at Beaverdam Farm.

The warm yellow light filtering through the trees from homes well set back from Willisville Rd.

The honking of the resident geese on farm ponds near and far, settling down for the night, settling flock squabbles and assuring young of the year.

Through the miles, the moon shadows of oaks and hickories, elms and red maples. No reds and oranges. Just black, white and moon glow.

Crazy Craig

10/30/2006

Milestone: $20,000

Over $20,000 has been raised by 450 people including employees, their friends and families, NWF members and partners.

Thanks again to everyone who has donated.

- Crazy Craig

P.S. Don't forget to ask your friends and family to join my list!

10/26/2006

We support Craig, Dave and Andrew 100%!

Planned Giving has given from coast to coast!

Running To Get Ready


Last Sunday was a fantastic day to stretch our legs and get out for a brief 6 hour run. We decided to run the Potomac Heritage 50K. The run started at Woodley Park. We worked our way through single track trails to the C&O Canal, traversed over the Key Bridge, ran along the Potomac Heritage Trail until we hit the BELTWAY - and then ran back!

This is Craig and Dave's last long run (long meaning more than 25 miles). However, Andrew will be running the Marine Corp Marathon this coming weekend. Be sure to wish him 'good luck'

Would you jog the extra mile for eco-friendly shoes?

Just when you thought you'd forever be crossing finish lines wearing less than eco-friendly shoes, the big names are starting to go green, so these versions are widely available.

Alternative materials like "green rubber" go easy on the petroleum and PVC, which may release carcinogenic dioxins during production.

Some lines forgo the leather and are mostly vegan.

Fair trade supports foreign workers, ensuring they earn a living wage.

Wanna Try?

New Balance - the most socially responsible of the big shoe manufacturers, New Balance recently phased out PVC and has many vegan options.
Veja Sneakers - OK, so this site's in French… but these shoes are hot-to-trot. Fair trade sneaks made using organic cotton, available at Scout ($138).
Brooks Cascadia 2 - developed in part by vegan marathon champion Scott Jurek using "green rubber" that incorporates silicon rather than petroleum ($95).

Ideal Bite's Leftovers Tip - when you're done with them, give them a chance to be reincarnated as playground groundcover.

Source: Ideal Bite

Former NWF Chair Joins Crazy Craig's List

Photo: Becky Scheibelhut
Taken earlier this week (Indiana)

Hi Crazy Craig,

I'm glad all you asked me for was a donation. Ha! That sounds like a long run to me but well worth the effort all of you are putting into it. I am honored to donate this for the cause. You will always remain a very special person in our life and we will always admire your love for NWF and wildlife. Thanks once again.

Love,
Jim and Becky Scheibelhut