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May/June 2012 - Level Renner

May/June 2012 - Level Renner

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Lane 3: Commentary All through high school and a good portion of college, I was very dependent on music for any solo run. The pace would seem to depend on the surges of adrenaline triggered by a key song here and there. I didn’t really start to improve until I finally ditched the music and started paying more attention to the run itself. Not only did I learn more about myself in terms of running, it opened up my ears to this whole world that was happening around me. I once was blind but now I can see! At the time, my college coach (Jerry) tried to reinforce in us that we weren’t going to have any music with us in the heat of a race, so why get accustomed to it in training? Even though it made sense, I didn’t buy into it right away. It was almost as if Jerry was challenging me to justify my dependence on tunes, and in doing so I was forced to analyze just about every aspect of how I ran. It was only then that I could see what was truly going on: the music was a distraction that made it harder for me to monitor my body and my performance. Ultimately that realization helped me kick the habit and in turn kicked my abilities up a level or When the Music Stops By EJN R unning with music is like two. playing a game of musical chairs. It’s probably been a I don’t depend on music anymore, few years since you’ve and making that transition was one of played that game, but I’m sure you the most liberating experiences of my remember. When the music stops life. When the music stops and some- you take a seat or you’re forced out of body else takes a seat, I just keep go- the game, but either way the music ing, not even noticing that the music dictates how the game is played. How has stopped. Musical chairs is a lame much does music influence your run- game anyway. What’s better than ning? If a dead battery in your iPod winning a lame game? Why, playing temporarily takes you out of the a much cooler game, of course. game, or the pace of your run fluctuates with the tempo of the song, then it might have too much influence. Consider this question: where will you be when the music stops? ? From time to time I’m reminded of my former musical addiction, usually in a casual conversation with a nonrunner. In fact it was just last week when I showed up to the gym looking to do some rehab spinning and had to explain my desire for no audio aid. I asked the woman behind the desk where she kept the good spinning bikes and she happily showed me to the basement studio. On the way down she asked me several times if I wanted her to put on any music. I kept politely refusing, but she kept finding a way to bring it up. Finally, I let her in on my secret for selfentertainment: “I’m going to sing to myself. If I get too loud, feel free to come back down and tell me to be quiet.” With that, she started laughing and let me be. You have to wonder just how many of these iPod-toting folks have ever actually tried to run without song. A lot of people, myself included, run to get away from it all, but if you’re worrying about battery power and playlists, have you really gotten away from it all? Leaving the music behind can open your ears to so many different things you otherwise would’ve missed. Whether it’s overhearing a humorous (and most likely out of context) quote from someone you pass, or just appreciating the sound of a light breeze rolling through the trees on a perfect late summer day, each run has its own unique soundtrack that you can’t get anywhere else. Don’t worry, that Katy Perry playlist will be waiting for you when you get home. I love running, and the fire burns fiercely inside me. The rhythmic rapping of my feet on the pavement is the only sound I want to hear, maybe throw in the sound of steady, strong breaths and the occasional car horn. If you can’t run without music, then maybe you should be asking yourself this: what about it do you really love? Try ditching the music and when you find yourself caught in an unexpected shower on a warm day, you won’t find yourself worrying about your iPod’s imminent devise. Instead, you’ll see just how fun playing in the rain can be. You’ll realize exactly what you love about it. EJN is a regular columnist for Level Renner and produces (among other things) the ever popular Intervals segment on (Editor’s Note: The Level only endorses the iPod when stuck on the hamster wheel due to a winter storm.) 24

Lane 3: Commentary From Flight to Fight: Renner Turned Boxer and Lessons Learned I currently sleep on a lumpy futon in the unheated basement of a former professional boxer. I can’t afford a car, so I ride my bike anywhere I need to go. I’m lucky enough to have internet, but I have no TV and nothing but fish, chicken, and salad in my dorm-sized mini-fridge. I work at a small charity that operates out of a thrift store, so I come home smelling like mothballs. (And ladies, if you’re wondering, sorry: there’s a very long waiting list to date me!) I guess I’m telling you this so there’s no doubt about me meeting Level Renner’s “olde school” criterion. And I’m telling you because my new lifestyle is honestly a bit liberating. From what I’ve gathered, I think that’s just what this magazine’s trying to get at – my life these days is raw but more rewarding as a result. Four nights a week, I bust my ass at Cappiello Bros. Boxing & Fitness in downtown Brockton with an eclectic group of men and a few women. Some are just high school kids looking to stay in shape between seasons; some are recovering drug addicts and ex-cons; some are pros trying to make names for themselves; and some are just looking to blow off steam. Everybody’s a boxer, though. Me included. But, to steal John L. Parker’s line, I was once a runner. A knee injury derailed my college running career and keeps me from training seriously today. However, I Kris and Joe Navas 508-649-5187 By Jason Lynch spent ten years developing a runner’s mindset and obsessing over the sport. And that sets me apart in the gym. At Cappiello Bros. “olde school” goes without saying. The guys down there are as tough and as hard-nosed as you can get. I mean, they beat each other on a nightly basis for sport. They indulge in modestly-controlled brutality. They’ve given me a new perspective on competi- Apparently, we runners are pretty well respected in boxing circles. tion and pushing my limits. Interestingly enough, though, I’ve done the same for them. Apparently, we runners are pretty well respected in boxing circles. Their eyes widen when I tell them I used to average 10-12 miles a day when I was an injury-free Stonehill Skyhawk. Or that, every Sunday, we would pound out 15-16 mile long runs at low 6:00 pace. Or that I was a “superhuman” (to them at least) 4:30 miler. No doubt about it, they’re impressed with these accomplishments – no matter how modest they are in the overall scheme of our sport. They understand how difficult running is. How much work and discipline it requires. And that’s made me pretty proud of this running background I carry with me. Even boxers think we’re badass. Even boxers will stand back and give us props. These guys – some of the toughest combat athletes out there – won’t hesitate to shake their heads in amazement at how crazy we are for running in snow and rain and sleet and everything in between. I think the reason for that is because an “olde school” sport can recognize another “olde school” sport when it sees one. Running and boxing, despite the obvious differences, are strikingly similar. They’re both about as simple a form of competition as you’ll find. They can be done with or without equipment and they don’t require teams or complicated rules. They put virtually everything on the individual: all the pressure, the disappointment, the glory, the pain, and the joy. There aren’t many excuses in either sport: it’s you, your heart, and your fitness. There’s something invigorating about that. Any runner or boxer would agree. This is Jason Lynch’s debut article in this semi-prestigious if not esoteric rag. Please welcome him warmly into the Level Legion. 25

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