ive lost my focus! i stopped taking care of myself this year. somehowd managed to grind out a half marathon in august with limited training. but have done nothing sice. ive gained a ton of weight and now find myself in the midst of another month long battle with my health. ill be back here soon as im pledging right now to turn the rossman loose very soon.
take care
ross
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Monday, July 25, 2011
MR. BLINDSIDE by THE KILLERS
Hey my friends ,
sorry for the delay in posting. Sometimes things in life are bigger than a training run or a tennis match. It makes writing about these things seem so fucking meaningless.
I'm goin to be quick, just dont have it in me tonight.
Last weekend I made the quarter finals of the Dana Ball charity tennis tournament. I had two real good wins before being smoked by the eventual winner, a division one scholarship player. It was a real good tournament for me and my body held up well. This weekend coming I'll be playing in the doubles tournamnet with my friend Gary. We made the semi finals last year and hope to make another run this year.
I've been back lifting with doug, so thats keepin me strong. I really need to start running hard again though. As soon as the tournament is over, need to refocus on the beast.
Things are heating up here. Thank God Ken is in town this week. He's one of the only things in my life that makes sense.
I'm outta here!!
As for the title of this particular post, well do some fucking research on your own and figure it out!
Ross
P.S. Courtney and Curtis, you may be seeing me a lot real soon!! Love you guys!
sorry for the delay in posting. Sometimes things in life are bigger than a training run or a tennis match. It makes writing about these things seem so fucking meaningless.
I'm goin to be quick, just dont have it in me tonight.
Last weekend I made the quarter finals of the Dana Ball charity tennis tournament. I had two real good wins before being smoked by the eventual winner, a division one scholarship player. It was a real good tournament for me and my body held up well. This weekend coming I'll be playing in the doubles tournamnet with my friend Gary. We made the semi finals last year and hope to make another run this year.
I've been back lifting with doug, so thats keepin me strong. I really need to start running hard again though. As soon as the tournament is over, need to refocus on the beast.
Things are heating up here. Thank God Ken is in town this week. He's one of the only things in my life that makes sense.
I'm outta here!!
As for the title of this particular post, well do some fucking research on your own and figure it out!
Ross
P.S. Courtney and Curtis, you may be seeing me a lot real soon!! Love you guys!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sometimes you gotta say What the Fuck
I'm goin to be quick tonight, becasue frankly i'm not in the fucking mood to write today.
I ran 11 fucking brutal miles on Sunday. Here is a tip, don't do long runs in 90 degree weather. I lost of 8 pounds on my run. Had some pretty bad cramping issues and generally felt like a giant ball of shit for a day after the run. To be honest, the beast almost knocked me out. I had that feeling of " i never want to run again" goin on for a while.
Today i did a modest 3 mile run in the 90 degree weather. The run went fine, but honestly any run that short seems so fucking pointless to me at this point.
OKay so the big news of the week is that I have signed up to play the Dana Ball tennis tournamet this week. I promised myself i wouldn't play but i cant help it. Its a charity tourney and it means a lot to me. Im just worried about my right ankle and left knee. Both are sore and the cutting and turning on a tennis court is not good for either. Not to mention, im goin to get my ass kicked anyway, i havent played but once since before the half marathon.
Listen i have to get going. Some shit went down tonight and im pretty pissed off so i'm goin to shut it down. Mugsy, tonight could be the night i roll 26 at 3am. Thats how beside myself I am.
I'll be in touch!
Ross
I ran 11 fucking brutal miles on Sunday. Here is a tip, don't do long runs in 90 degree weather. I lost of 8 pounds on my run. Had some pretty bad cramping issues and generally felt like a giant ball of shit for a day after the run. To be honest, the beast almost knocked me out. I had that feeling of " i never want to run again" goin on for a while.
Today i did a modest 3 mile run in the 90 degree weather. The run went fine, but honestly any run that short seems so fucking pointless to me at this point.
OKay so the big news of the week is that I have signed up to play the Dana Ball tennis tournamet this week. I promised myself i wouldn't play but i cant help it. Its a charity tourney and it means a lot to me. Im just worried about my right ankle and left knee. Both are sore and the cutting and turning on a tennis court is not good for either. Not to mention, im goin to get my ass kicked anyway, i havent played but once since before the half marathon.
Listen i have to get going. Some shit went down tonight and im pretty pissed off so i'm goin to shut it down. Mugsy, tonight could be the night i roll 26 at 3am. Thats how beside myself I am.
I'll be in touch!
Ross
Sunday, July 10, 2011
My Run to Mecca
I've fantasized about this run for a while now. But things would have to be perfect (or horribly bad) depending on your perspective for me to try it. I would run from Saugus to Salem State College, my Mecca. I called it my Mecca because I hold the place in the highest regard. SSC took a chance on me, changed my life and rewarded me. My time there was among the happiest time of my life.
I arrived on campus a shy kid with no direction. I left years later with a purpose and a confidence. Don't get me wrong I had my issues there. In fact I almost flunked out. I also developed the uncanny ability to ace any final, even if i hadn't been to class in weeks. I could and would take weeks off at a time, show up and pull out a B minus. I know some professors were glad to see me leave..lol Athletically, I couldn't crack the tennis line up as a freshman, but ended up being a 2 time captain and MVP. The transformation I went through there was remarkable.
Today's run was my best ever. It was a 16 mile journey with some insane hills. I ran the route i use to drive to school. Ran past Salem high school, first the tennis courts where I kicked ass, then the school itself where Rick Brunson embarrassed me. I went by so many places where I had shared a beer with a friend or struck out with a girl. My memory was on over drive. I was reliving my past so hard that I didn't even notice I was on a great run. I ran to the new SSC tennis courts, knelt down and said a prayer for Ann Marie and headed back to Saugus.
Long anticipated runs are a lot like a first date with a girl you've known for a while. You think you are perfect for each other. She could end up being your soul mate for life or she could end up being a democrat with a halitosis problem. You won't really know until you're on the date.
I didn't know how this run would go. But now I can tell you it was damn perfect. It was a great distance, good to see SSC again and challenging but in a good way. I'll definitely use this route again. This was my favorite run ever.
I only had two issues today. My ankle isn't completely healed. It felt great for 8 or 9 miles then stiffened up and was killing me all the way back to Saugus. I just don't think it's strong enough for this type of run yet. My other issue is that after my run the fuckin hammer saloon was closed and i had to have a beer by myself.
Looks like i'm going to take some time off this week. I'll talk to you soon.
Keep the Faith
Ross
Song of the day- O.A.R the whole fucking live from Madison Sq. Garden album!! It was my sole companion today.
I arrived on campus a shy kid with no direction. I left years later with a purpose and a confidence. Don't get me wrong I had my issues there. In fact I almost flunked out. I also developed the uncanny ability to ace any final, even if i hadn't been to class in weeks. I could and would take weeks off at a time, show up and pull out a B minus. I know some professors were glad to see me leave..lol Athletically, I couldn't crack the tennis line up as a freshman, but ended up being a 2 time captain and MVP. The transformation I went through there was remarkable.
Today's run was my best ever. It was a 16 mile journey with some insane hills. I ran the route i use to drive to school. Ran past Salem high school, first the tennis courts where I kicked ass, then the school itself where Rick Brunson embarrassed me. I went by so many places where I had shared a beer with a friend or struck out with a girl. My memory was on over drive. I was reliving my past so hard that I didn't even notice I was on a great run. I ran to the new SSC tennis courts, knelt down and said a prayer for Ann Marie and headed back to Saugus.
Long anticipated runs are a lot like a first date with a girl you've known for a while. You think you are perfect for each other. She could end up being your soul mate for life or she could end up being a democrat with a halitosis problem. You won't really know until you're on the date.
I didn't know how this run would go. But now I can tell you it was damn perfect. It was a great distance, good to see SSC again and challenging but in a good way. I'll definitely use this route again. This was my favorite run ever.
I only had two issues today. My ankle isn't completely healed. It felt great for 8 or 9 miles then stiffened up and was killing me all the way back to Saugus. I just don't think it's strong enough for this type of run yet. My other issue is that after my run the fuckin hammer saloon was closed and i had to have a beer by myself.
Looks like i'm going to take some time off this week. I'll talk to you soon.
Keep the Faith
Ross
Song of the day- O.A.R the whole fucking live from Madison Sq. Garden album!! It was my sole companion today.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
An Independance Day message to the Beast
The beast has been fighting hard lately. I had to send a message, both to the beast and to myself. A message that I’m legit, that I’m not a quitter. Most people coming off 10 days of smoking and drinking while nursing a sprained ankle would probably start with a small run of 2 or 3 miles. I am not most people. I am extreme in everything I do. If you’ve ever seen me play cards, I win big or go home early. So there I was yesterday on a 10 mile run.
The run started out fine. The ankle got loose pretty quick. My breathing wasn’t right from all the smoking, but it was good enough. For some reason I was running faster than usual. My first 4 miles clicked off at a very quick pace. I wasn’t having many issues at all for the first 8-8.5 miles. And it felt so good to be out there again.
Around the 8.5 mile mark I hit a wall. I haven’t been slammed like this in a while. The 90 degree hit took its toll on me. I’m sure the quick pace didn’t help either. I was a complete mess. I wanted to puke. Luckily for me, at mile 9 there is a brand new bus terminal. I went in the terminal, regrouped. I sat in the a/c for 3 minutes, filled my water bottle up and poured cold water on myself.
The last mile home was brutal. But it was also complete!!
So, to my friend the Beast- FUCK YOU! I’m Back
Keep the Faith!!
Rossman
Song of the day-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3MXiTeH_Pg
The run started out fine. The ankle got loose pretty quick. My breathing wasn’t right from all the smoking, but it was good enough. For some reason I was running faster than usual. My first 4 miles clicked off at a very quick pace. I wasn’t having many issues at all for the first 8-8.5 miles. And it felt so good to be out there again.
Around the 8.5 mile mark I hit a wall. I haven’t been slammed like this in a while. The 90 degree hit took its toll on me. I’m sure the quick pace didn’t help either. I was a complete mess. I wanted to puke. Luckily for me, at mile 9 there is a brand new bus terminal. I went in the terminal, regrouped. I sat in the a/c for 3 minutes, filled my water bottle up and poured cold water on myself.
The last mile home was brutal. But it was also complete!!
So, to my friend the Beast- FUCK YOU! I’m Back
Keep the Faith!!
Rossman
Song of the day-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3MXiTeH_Pg
Friday, July 1, 2011
The Beast has won this Battle
I went for a 4 mile run yesterday. It was horrific. My ankle felt terrible, and I couldn’t breathe. I had to quit after two miles. The drinking, smoking and lack of eating caught up with me.
My Father’s Day run of 15 miles seems so long ago now. I’m truly horrified about how bad I’ve let myself slip in 9 days. So fuck it, I tipped my hat to the beast. He won a week, after I have won 16 in a row.
I can’t believe how hard the best is fighting me this year. Just in the last week he has put me into emotional distress knowing it would make me drink and smoke. Then he sprained my ankle. The worst part of the ankle sprain is not the sprain itself, but the depression I can fall into from not running. Man, this beast knows every weakness I have.
But yesterdays run was not all bad. It proved to me that I need to cut the shit and get back to training. To refocus my energy on the mission. So this weekend I am planning a major run. I think if I stretch my ankle and work on it, I can get it loose enough to go for it. I have something to prove this weekend. I’m not sure where I’ll be running from. If I’m in Saugus I may run to Mecca. Well it’s my Mecca and I’ll tell you about it sometime. If I’m up north I may retrace the Fathers day fifteen. Either way it’s time to get serious. This booze cruise is over!
Talk to ya soon!
Keep the Faith
Ross
Song of the Day- Someday by Rob Thomas
Seriously, watch this video!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6pODq8_FxE
You can go
You can start all over again
You can try to find a way to make another day go by
You can hide
Hold all your feelings inside
You can try to carry on when all you wanna do is cry
And maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make things better now that
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
Now we wait
And try to find another mistake
If you throw it all away then maybe you can change your mind
You can run
And when everything is over and done
You can shine a little light on everything around you
Man it’s good to be someone
And maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make things better now that
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
I don’t wanna wait
I just wanna know
I just wanna hear you tell me so
Give it to me straight
Tell it to me slow
Cuz maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
We’ll put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to just to feel better now
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
‘Cuz sometimes we don’t really notice
Just how good it can get
So maybe we should start all over
Start all over, again
‘Cuz sometimes we don’t really notice
Just how good it can get
So maybe we should start all over
Start all over, again
My Father’s Day run of 15 miles seems so long ago now. I’m truly horrified about how bad I’ve let myself slip in 9 days. So fuck it, I tipped my hat to the beast. He won a week, after I have won 16 in a row.
I can’t believe how hard the best is fighting me this year. Just in the last week he has put me into emotional distress knowing it would make me drink and smoke. Then he sprained my ankle. The worst part of the ankle sprain is not the sprain itself, but the depression I can fall into from not running. Man, this beast knows every weakness I have.
But yesterdays run was not all bad. It proved to me that I need to cut the shit and get back to training. To refocus my energy on the mission. So this weekend I am planning a major run. I think if I stretch my ankle and work on it, I can get it loose enough to go for it. I have something to prove this weekend. I’m not sure where I’ll be running from. If I’m in Saugus I may run to Mecca. Well it’s my Mecca and I’ll tell you about it sometime. If I’m up north I may retrace the Fathers day fifteen. Either way it’s time to get serious. This booze cruise is over!
Talk to ya soon!
Keep the Faith
Ross
Song of the Day- Someday by Rob Thomas
Seriously, watch this video!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6pODq8_FxE
You can go
You can start all over again
You can try to find a way to make another day go by
You can hide
Hold all your feelings inside
You can try to carry on when all you wanna do is cry
And maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make things better now that
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
Now we wait
And try to find another mistake
If you throw it all away then maybe you can change your mind
You can run
And when everything is over and done
You can shine a little light on everything around you
Man it’s good to be someone
And maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make things better now that
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
I don’t wanna wait
I just wanna know
I just wanna hear you tell me so
Give it to me straight
Tell it to me slow
Cuz maybe someday we’ll figure all this out
We’ll put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to just to feel better now
Maybe someday we’ll live our lives out loud
We’ll be better off somehow, someday
‘Cuz sometimes we don’t really notice
Just how good it can get
So maybe we should start all over
Start all over, again
‘Cuz sometimes we don’t really notice
Just how good it can get
So maybe we should start all over
Start all over, again
Monday, June 27, 2011
Warrior Dash
For those of you who don't know the whole story, just know i'm dealing with some heavy shit right now. Last Friday was my birthday and it was a pretty rough day. I ended up getting my drink on with Mugsy and and Hammer. Closed the fucking hammer saloon around 3AM.
The next day I had the Warrior Dash http://www.warriordash.com/
To Be honest, I had no respect for this thing going in. I mean it's only 3 miles with some obstacles, how fucking hard can it be??
Due to my situation, my nephew dropped out and I was running solo.
I showed up hung over and emotionally drained. But once I got my warrior helmet i started to embrace the moment. The race started with an uphill sprint and the course was complete mud. We were running through the woods, hopping downed trees and sinking in knee high mud. The harder you ran, the deeper you sank. I suddenly realized I had been waiting for this moment my whole life. I was born to do extreme things and this is it.
About a mile in we came upon a muddy river. All the other runners went to either the far left or right bank. Not me! Fuck them!! I'm a warrior! I left the pack and sprinted straight through the deep muddy river as hard as i could. Thats when it happened. I planted my right for and felt my ankle roll over. I went flying and ended up doing A face plant in the mud. I was in too much pain to be embarrassed.
The last two miles was very difficult! My ankle kept giving out. I couldnt get any traction in the mud and whenever i planted my right foot, the fucking thing would roll over! I still managed to give it my best. I even scaled a twenty foot wall, which for me is amazing due to my fear of heights.
When I finished I heard someone say "we have a bleeder"! I didnt know they were talking about me. It turns out that I sliced my right knee open, and it was bleeding pretty bad. I have no idea where or how this occured. I had to go to the medical tent. But i'm a fucking warrior, so you know i went to the beer tent first!
Out of 10,200 runners i finished 4,200! At my age, with a bum ankle, i'll take it!
The knee is fine! The ankle is pretty bad but getting better everyday. I cant wait to do another warrior dash and a Tough Mudder!! http://toughmudder.com/
But now the focus remains cleaning up my shit and slaying the beast in October!
My marathon team is growing, you'll hear more about that soon. I have three and maybe as many as 6 to help me slay the mother fucker!!
I cant wait to get back to training when the ankle heals up! I'll be lifting for sure tomorrow.
Keep the Faith!
Ross
Song of the day- The first cut is the deepest-Cheryl Crow version
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The next day I had the Warrior Dash http://www.warriordash.com/
To Be honest, I had no respect for this thing going in. I mean it's only 3 miles with some obstacles, how fucking hard can it be??
Due to my situation, my nephew dropped out and I was running solo.
I showed up hung over and emotionally drained. But once I got my warrior helmet i started to embrace the moment. The race started with an uphill sprint and the course was complete mud. We were running through the woods, hopping downed trees and sinking in knee high mud. The harder you ran, the deeper you sank. I suddenly realized I had been waiting for this moment my whole life. I was born to do extreme things and this is it.
About a mile in we came upon a muddy river. All the other runners went to either the far left or right bank. Not me! Fuck them!! I'm a warrior! I left the pack and sprinted straight through the deep muddy river as hard as i could. Thats when it happened. I planted my right for and felt my ankle roll over. I went flying and ended up doing A face plant in the mud. I was in too much pain to be embarrassed.
The last two miles was very difficult! My ankle kept giving out. I couldnt get any traction in the mud and whenever i planted my right foot, the fucking thing would roll over! I still managed to give it my best. I even scaled a twenty foot wall, which for me is amazing due to my fear of heights.
When I finished I heard someone say "we have a bleeder"! I didnt know they were talking about me. It turns out that I sliced my right knee open, and it was bleeding pretty bad. I have no idea where or how this occured. I had to go to the medical tent. But i'm a fucking warrior, so you know i went to the beer tent first!
Out of 10,200 runners i finished 4,200! At my age, with a bum ankle, i'll take it!
The knee is fine! The ankle is pretty bad but getting better everyday. I cant wait to do another warrior dash and a Tough Mudder!! http://toughmudder.com/
But now the focus remains cleaning up my shit and slaying the beast in October!
My marathon team is growing, you'll hear more about that soon. I have three and maybe as many as 6 to help me slay the mother fucker!!
I cant wait to get back to training when the ankle heals up! I'll be lifting for sure tomorrow.
Keep the Faith!
Ross
Song of the day- The first cut is the deepest-Cheryl Crow version
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