Just arrived at Lake Las Vegas to watch the Land Rover G4 Challenge. They're putting us up at the glorious Ritz Carlton, with its luxury spa and splendid mountain backdrop. I came here a few years back with my wife for our anniversary, and managed to find some fairly great running trails. I can see one of them out my window now, snaking up the side of a red-rock desert peak. At the top you can look out across the miles of desert and see clear to the Strip, which is a particularly nice view at sunrise and sunset. There's a media lunch in a little bit, and if I don't gorge myself too much and wind up napping away the afternoon, I aim to get out there and run a few desert miles.

Tuesdays with Marty...? Yeah, I missed the deadline. Woke up yesterday morning with about four of them staring me in the face, thinking I could get them all done. Worked backwards, starting with the toughest and going on to the easiest. The column falls somewhere in between, which tells you that I missed more than one deadline. 

Alas...

Though it has gone all but unnoticed in the mainstream press, American marathoning flexed a little muscle these past few Sundays. Last week in London, phenom Ryan Hall ripped of a 2:06:17 for a fifth-place finish at what has arguably become the most competitive marathon in the world. And just yesterday at the U.S. Olympic Trials, Deena Kastor came from behind to win in a dawdling (for her)2:29:35, showing that she is rounding back into the Olympic-medal winning form of 2004.

 

I have a new book coming out next month. It's called The Training Ground and it deals with the great generals of the Civil War back before they got famous and were just new lieutenants in the Mexican War. I say this with tongue in cheek; it's a fascinating book and I urge all of you to buy a copy when it arrives in a store near you on May 14. If you happen to be in the Rancho Santa Margarita area on May 15, drop by Borders for the signing.
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