Thursday, February 7

Starting over.

I ran today. 1 mile. In the chilly rain, about 34 F, wearing running tights, a long sleeved shirt, and a jacket. It was too warm by the end, but then again, no need to dress for the second mile for this run.

Monday, April 11

Holy Half 10K

I set a goal - couch to 10K. It is finished. It is complete.

There's always something nice about setting a goal, working towards it and achieving it.

It was a hot day - near 80 degrees and the race started at 10 a.m.

I raced with friends Kyler and Rebecca.

It was weird, at the start of the race, no one wanted to toe the start line. Kyler was at the front raring to go and there was no on else around him.

It would have been nice to sit at the front and feel like I was ready to race.

But I was actually ready to run a 10K.

My goal was to run the whole race. During the first two miles, I mainly thought to myself that I was running too fast. Then it got hot and I was battling to stay slow and not pass the people in front of me.

During miles 3-5 I had a Paul Tergat quote that I had in my mind as a mantra I repeated --- "Ask yourself, can I give more? Usually the answer is yes."

I just repeated the first part of the quote and it was plenty.

As the half-marathon finishers came in, a lot of people needed medical attention. I felt lucky I was able to finish the race without passing out. I pray that everyone recovers well from the race.

I think I may look to do the Sunburst as my next goal.

Sunday, April 3

Race week

OK - it's race week. Today I had two runs --- about five miles on trails in the morning and two miles in my neighborhood in the evening.

I tried to run fast in the evening and realized that my speed is far away from where I want it to be. Or where I would like to be.

So the goal is just to finish the race, have a good time and be relatively alert.

So my goal for the week is to try to be active everyday at 10 a.m. It may be tough, but that's this weeks' goal.

Monday 10 am --- vigorous 2 mile walk to test the pedometer again and see how many steps are in a mile --- afterwards stretch, do push-ups and sit-ups.

Tuesday 10 am --- run hills at the park

Wednesday 10 am --- walking, visiting an English class. I may do a vigorous walk later in the day.

Thursday - 10 am - 3 mile run --- last run before the race, practice the mindset of the race, go out slow and try to just have fun.

Friday --- 10 vigorous walking maybe 3 miles

Saturday 10 am --- 1 mile vigorous walk ----

Sunday -- 10 am --- 10K race.

This is my plan for the week. Hopefully it will all go well and I haven't made God laugh too hard. We'll see.

Pedometer accuracy

I've done google searches on pedometer criticism. The main one I found is that pedometers don't measure workout intensity.

But the one I wonder the most about is pedometer accuracy. I went around and counted 100 steps several times last night and then looked at the pedometer. The pedometer numbers didn't reflect that.

I also know that every step is not going to be the same.

And I've noticed that when I go the bathroom and zip or unzip my pants or pull down or pull up my pants, the pedometer registers that as a step or two.

So, in some ways, I'll take the pedometer numbers with a grain of salt.

But it is a good measure, I suppose, of how much I get up from my desk and walk around and not spend time just staring at the computer. And it motivates me to do that more. It's also something to do when I'm waiting on the computer to load or save something. (We get the idea that saving something should be instant, but with the programs I'm working with saving often takes a minute or so, plenty of time to get up and walk away from the computer instead of getting frustrated at how slow it is.)

Here are the numbers for my first three nights at work with a pedometer, using my currently established estimate of 2000 steps equals a mile.

Thursday night shift -- 9001 miles - 4.5 miles (10 hours)

Friday night shift -- 10,843 - 5.4 miles (11 hours)

Saturday night shift --18, 820 - 9.4 miles (12 hours)

The interesting thing about the saturday night shift is that I felt very tired at the beginning of the shift and didn't walk around that much. After midnight though, I walked with a little bit more intensity at a couple of points.

All in all, a good use of my time. I was also very productive at my job, so it was all positive.

Wednesday, March 30

Doing the math

OK, I could add this to my previous post, but I'm going to create a completely new one.

I just did the math on my calibration walk with the pedometer.

The first half mile was 1,170 steps.

Then I turned around and basically walked back to where I started from. That was 997 steps.

And the first mile came out to 2,167 steps.

Then I walked a 1.25 mile loop and I didn't have a good point in the middle to stop and measure.

That 1.25 mile walk came out to 2,456 steps. Dividing by 1.25 equals 1964.8 for the second mile.

So one mile measured out at 2,167 steps and a second mile measured out at 1,964.8 steps.

Perhaps one simple way to estimate is that 2,000 steps equals about a mile, 1000 steps equals about a half mile and 500 steps equals about a quarter mile.

If nothing else, that will work well for simplicity's sake and I should be able to remember it.

New pedometer

I bought a pedometer the other day, mostly to get a feel for how much I walk when I'm at work. Sometimes late at night when I'm the only one I walk laps around the newsroom to break up the monotony.

I've always been a little leery if how well pedometers can measure your steps and calculate that out to a mile. Surely every step isn't mechanically the same.

But anyway, it will be good for guesstimations and also it will give me more motivation not to be tied to my seat while I'm at work.

So for today's walking workout for the purposes of calibration I wrote down the number on my pedometer, walked half a mile from home and wrote down the number. Turned around, came back home and wrote down the number. Then I did a 1.25 mile loop and wrote down that number.

I'll write down those numbers here and then do the math a little later.

starting number --- 1592
after .5 miles ------2763
after another .5 ----3759
after 1.25 miles ----6215

What was even better about this evening's workout is I ran 2 miles in the morning so it was a double work-out day. I did break a sweat or two in the evening so I believe it definitely counts as a workout.

And I'm pretty sure I've read that you burn about the same amount of calories whether you're running or walking. So all in all, a good day.

I am thankful for this day.

Tuesday, March 29

"This weight won't lose itself..."

I saw someone post this on Twitter just now: "well, this weight won't lose itself, so i must go... :( off to the gym..."

It reminded me of a recent Seven Habits of Highly Effective People workshop I went to at work.

One of my favorite parts of the workshop was the language that proactive people use.

I think it can be well summed up in one example: Reactive people are prone to say things like "I have to do X" while proactive people say "I choose to do X."

I suppose there could be a lot of analyses of the statement "this weight won't lose itself so I must go ... to the gym" and how it's not proactive. I won't delve into all of them.

I must say, I kind of enjoyed the image of weight losing itself, weight getting lost, in the moment, in the exercise, in meditation...

Sunday, March 27

60 minutes

Today I went to the park and explored the trails and ran for about an hour. I marked this down as 5 miles in my log. That's got to be close to correct. I'm not sure.

When I ran 5 miles last week, it was just over 60 minutes.

I don't want to focus too much on time or distance. I ran for 60 minutes and I could have possibly run longer.

I had two moments where I walked briefly as the trails disappeared and clearly I'd taken wrong turns. But I enjoyed myself and had a good run.

Although it will be sure nice when the weather warms up. I left my car with bare hands and before I got to the trailhead, I turned back and got my gloves. I figured since I was wearing running pants with big pockets, I could put the gloves in there if I got too warm.

But I did not get too warm.

I also ran to Michigan as a Michigan park butts up again the park where I was at. I will explore that more in the future.

Today was a good day. Any day when you can go running for an hour is a good day.

Friday, March 25

Time for new shoes

I went to a park earlier this week and ran some miles on trails.

I also ran up a tubing hill a couple of times at the end. I think I should have done the hills earlier as I had trouble making it to the top vertically at the end.

But it was good.

I'm thinking about buying some new trail shoes for running out at that park.

I'm wondering how soon I should buy regular new running shoes. I've got about 106 miles on my current shoes which doesn't feel like enough to buy new shoes, but they're almost a year old so that kind of makes me wonder.

I'm a little leery of asking shoe sellers if I should buy new shoes because I fear their answer might always be yes, you need new shoes.

But right now I feel good. My legs feel a little tired so I'm taking some more time off before running again.

My main goal is to go running after church on Sunday and continue trying to push my schedule so it won't feel too strange to continue to be awake at 10 a.m.

This race will definitely have a late start but I'm excited about that.

Monday, March 21

Kyrie Elieson

Today I ran five miles. It felt good. At times I wondered about the run and about my legs, but in the end, I'm happy with how it went.

In the beginning my plan was to mix in some walk breaks to force myself to take it easy. However, I looked at my watch and decided that I was running so slow I didn't need walk breaks.

I just needed to relax and stay in a groove of some kind.

I found the best way to stay in the groove was to repeat some prayers, the Lord's prayer, the Hail Mary and the Jesus Prayer.

The Jesus prayer worked best. The full prayer, I think, is Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.

I started it with you two words in Greek - Kyrie eleison. Then when I added the English translation of those two words, I had a really good groove - Kyrie eleison, Lord, have mercy. One repetition would be almost exactly 8 steps.

That's three runs and I think I'll take off at least two days to recover and see how my legs feel after this five mile run.

But the couch to 10K plan is working smoothly so far.

If I can run 5 miles today, I can definitely run 6 miles in three weeks.

Life is beautiful when you can set a goal and steadily work towards it.

Couch to 10K

I've started my own 3-week couch to 10 K plan.

My goal is basically to finish. I would say to run all the way, but what if it seems like the best thing strategically is to walk a bit. We'll see.

I did a few two-mile runs during the winter to try and get in shape, but it was unsatisfying to run so short. And I was out-of-shape to run faster and it was too cold to really plod along too much further.

Add to that my current overnight work schedule - I generally work from about 6 pm - 5 am three nights a week.

I'm planning to sign up for a 10K on April 10.

Thursday I ran 3 miles, Sunday I ran 2 miles and my plan for the morning is to run 5 miles. Either in the morning or after I sleep during the day. I haven't completed decided yet.

I had originally planned to run 5 miles today but I thought it would be good to take it easy. Later on I realized that my run was kind of like a recovery run. Beautiful. I feel great right now.

It's good to have a goal. I'll come back here to post again and update my training as I try to achieve this simple goal of running in a 10K and getting swept up in the fun of being around a lot of runners.

Friday, January 28

An exacting blog post

Since buying my shoes last July, I've gone running 29 times.

I didn't run at all in October.

My longest runs have been 5-milers.

I've run one 5K and was disappointed in my time but I felt like I was really starting to get back in shape.

I don't want to give too many other statistics from my running log right now, but I'm sitting on the couch thinking about running and probably in an hour or so I'll head out into the snowy wonderness and go for a 3-mile run.

I was mapping out a run a few minutes ago and wondering about length --- How important is it to run exactly 3-miles? Or exactly 2-miles?

Yesterday, I woke up feeling good. Then when I stood up and got out of bed, I had a tremendous headache. Since I'd only planned to go for a two-mile run, I headed out the door. However, the head-ache didn't go away so I cut the run short to slightly over one mile.

Anyhow, gotta keep on running and get back in shape.

Thursday, October 14

My back, part two

My prolonged absence from running has taken its toll. I feel winded walking up the stairs to my bedroom.

I remember walking up the stairs in my apartment in Springfield was one of the things that motivated me to get serious about running.

So, I went for a quick one-mile run before work today. I decided to cut it short. I had plenty of time for the run, but I just didn't feel like running.

Perhaps I should look for places to do more hiking.

I also feel like I've been gaining weight lately and I need to find a way to combat that.

One of the things I left out of my last post is that I think my back pain is connected with my job. I can trace the pain back to when I started working in the second newsroom.

My job also wears me out. After getting off on Sunday morning, I slept for almost 12 hours. And then I slept most of the day on Monday as well.

I'm reminded of that phrase, "Life is too short."

Tuesday, October 12

My back

I've been thinking a lot about my back. It's been hurting off and on almost all of September.

Last week I did a one-mile run/walk and didn't feel too much difference either way, but I think I need to exercise more instead of giving up.

Exercise and stretch and do ab-strengthening exercises. I think I can do that and it will get better.

So we'll see what happens. Tomorrow I'm planning to run for two miles. Or run and walk for two miles.

Just get out and move and take it easy. We'll see how it goes.

I hate feeling out-of-shape and feeling like I'm letting myself go.

Monday, October 11


It was pretty damn lousy.

This is the first time I started a marathon when it wasn't chilly outside. I was fine standing around in a singlet and shorts at the start. It seemed like a bad sign, and it was.

Kyler and I were running together. We'd written "Just" on the back of his shirt, and "married" on the back of mine. Other runners kept commenting on it. We realized later that it would have been smarter to put it on the fronts of our shirts, so that the crowd would cheer for us, too.

I was sweating, with a drop of sweat trickling into my ear, around mile 3. Not egregious, but not fantastic when you have another 23 miles to go, and the day is looking sunny.

By then, there was a different issue. After the start, the race course goes underground for a while, and then goes right through the valleys of tall buildings in downtown. That in and of itself didn't both me in the slightest, especially since I knew I would be craving that shade later.

The problem was that it threw off my GPS, to the tune of 0.7 miles. Ahead. So that when my GPS said, 4 miles, we hadn't quite gone 3.5.

My ankle started to bother me around mile 8, just a little. By then, it was also feeling pretty hot.

I've never been in a marathon before where at mile 10, I knew that this was an impossibly terrible idea.

The wall hit around mile 15. By that point in the race, the mild annoyance of the GPS being off was taking a psychological toll--I'd run nearly half a mile thinking, "10 miles to go" when I was crushed to see the signs for mile 16 ahead.

Even when you know better, it's hard to feel better.

My ankle was bothering me more. It's hard to know what to do about something like that during a race. I've never had trouble with my ankle before, except during one training run. It was fine as soon as I stopped running that day, and I'd forgotten about it. I didn't know what was wrong with it, and if it would get better or worse.

It got better.

Then it got worse.

If, perhaps, I had been by myself, I might have taken the safe road of acknowledging that it just wasn't my day, and either dropped out or resigned myself to walking.

But it's hard to do that when you're a charity runner, when dozens of people have supported your cause and are hoping for the best for you.

It's especially hard to do that when your spouse of one week is running at your side. If you drop out, there's no reason for him to have run the first 10 miles that slowly. He voluntarily decided to run with you, instead of trying for a PR. Giving up would be disrespecting his sacrifice.

Maybe it's just marathoners, but it can be hard to tell the difference between "giving up" and taking the wiser course. Sometimes those look like the same thing.

By the time I hit the wall, the pain in my ankle had led to pains in my knee and, more troubling, in my left hip. The one responsible for keeping me out of the 2008 Chicago marathon.

I stopped to walk at an aid station. The pain stopped immediately when I stopped running.

This is where the decision gets really hard. It's clearly not an injury if it doesn't hurt when you're walking, right?

I don't know what happened for the next few miles. It was a blur of people cheering, blazing sun, and feeling distinctly off. That horrible feeling of attempting a long run on a warm day, when you get off kilter with your hydration, so that you're still thirsty but you've already had too much to drink.

One of the things people like about the Chicago marathon is that there are people cheering you along nearly the entire way. In previous races, I've thrived on that sort of thing. Perhaps I've changed, or perhaps I've just gotten to enjoy my solitary training runs in nature preserves, but it was very distracting.

Around mile 18, Kyler started to sing "Eye of the Tiger"--something that usually perks me up enough to eke out a few more miles. This time, I felt so awful that I could barely keep from crying.

The last 8 miles were a painful slog of running and walking. The few times that I felt cool enough to run well (after dumping cups of water on my head and neck), the pain in the ankle, knee, and hip still prevented it.

By mile 24, it was only torture. In addition to the worrying pains on my left side, there was a new pain in my right foot. It had to be a big blister, with a toe rubbing another toe the wrong way. Not serious by any means, but not fun. I watched for a medical tent, hoping to ask for a bandaid, but somehow didn't see one.

At that point, it was also apparent that getting to the finish in under 5 hours was going to be a challenge.

It's a strange sensation, when you try to move faster, and your body, instead of following directions, hesitates. As if it thinks you'll change your mind, if you have that extra moment to contemplate.

I had been dreading the slight incline leading up to mile 26. As it turned out, it was nothing to worry about.

Just after the finish line was even more excruciating. I wanted to stop, sit on some grass. There's a long, long fenced in chute that you have to walk all the way through. The walk from there back to Charity Village was too long, too. My goal was to get back the the ACS tent and pick up my gear bag, to call my sister.

I made it back to the tent, but then ended up sitting outside it on the ground for a good half hour. By the time I got my phone and managed to call, my sister was already on the train, taking my mother-in-law back up to her car.

We sat around for a long time before walking to the El. We stopped to cheer for some people straggling in as the clock read seven hours.

When we had to transfer from one line to another, I could have taken a seat, but let another marathoner take it. I ended up getting a seat when, after a moment or two of standing, I decided abruptly that sitting on the nasty floor of the El was a good idea.

We made it back to my sister's, and after showers spent the afternoon half awake on the couch, watching t.v.

Oddly enough, this experience, hasn't necessarily put me off marathons. But I never want to try the Chicago marathon again.

(The wedding, though, that was fantastic!)

Tuesday, September 21

Feeling lazy

I feel like I should post something.

I haven't worked out much this month.

I've had back pain and ringing in my ear almost all month.

I've been taking a weekend class that ends this weekend.

Maybe after that I'll get into a better frame of mind for exercising.

I thought a bit about running today. Then I looked at the temperature and saw that its' 90 degrees at 5:00.

So this is just a small post against inertia.

I'm not exercising today, but I will exercise again soon.

However, if I win the lottery, I will definitely go to the doctor to get my ear and my back checked out.

Tuesday, September 14

Barefoot running

I just read one of my horoscopes for today. It was fascinating - "Your health should be in top shape today, Virgo. You're likely to feel physically, emotionally, and spiritually strong and ready to tap into your inner power. Dreams may make it possible to release old traumas and move ahead. An increased understanding of the needs and desires of others enriches your relationships. Take heart from past success, continue as you are, and enjoy your day."

In actuality, my back hurt earlier today. I was at Wal-Mart and then at the gas station.

I realized it had been a week since last I'd gone running. And that run had been intended to be seven miles and turned out to be a little over four.

I started thinking that perhaps I was trying to run too far.

So, today I went for a mile run and then I topped it off with about 2 tenths of a mile running barefoot. The barefoot running was pretty good. I felt like I had a bit of extra spring when I ran barefoot. Although I kind of think I'd rather seek out unpaved trails or parks for running barefoot.

Saturday, September 11


It's about a month until the Chicago Marathon.

I think I'll be ready. My initial goal was a PR, hoping for something less than 4 hours. After spending 5 or 6 weeks with a stomach virus around July, my new goal is to finish. I kept trying to do a modicum of training, so as not to lose ground, but I just felt weak. Around the beginning of August, I started to feel better. Now I'm feeling stronger and stronger. Finally. That feeling of metamorphosis that comes after a few good long runs.

It's also about three weeks until my wedding. Pretty much everyone's eyebrows shoot up when they hear that. But I'll be tapering, I say.

It's still a lot of work.

Thursday, September 9

Beaver Island Marathon

I traveled to Beaver Island MI to race a half marathon. The race was on September 4th and I stood an excellent chance of getting an age group first. But, for the first time in over 30 years of running and racing, I scored a DNF. My pace was on target and I felt reasonably good when at 6.53 Garmin miles something popped in my left ankle. I tried to walk and stretch through the problem but the pain and concern for aggravating an injury made me give up. At the seven mile aide station I asked to be bussed back to the finish.

It was disappointing but we enjoyed a great trip and I met some terrific people. One of the Marathoners completed her 347th marathon – wow! I am coming to terms with a slower me and will be more careful in the future.

Beaver Island Marathon

I traveled to Beaver Island MI to race a half marathon. The race was on September 4th and I stood an excellent chance of getting an age group first. But, for the first time in over 30 years of running and racing, I scored a DNF. My pace was on target and I felt reasonably good when at 6.53 Garmin miles something popped in my left ankle. I tried to walk and stretch through the problem but the pain and concern for aggravating an injury made me give up. At the seven mile aide station I asked to be bussed back to the finish.

It was disappointing but we enjoyed a great trip and I met some terrific people. One of the Marathoners completed her 347th marathon – wow! I am coming to terms with a slower me and will be more careful in the future.

Wednesday, September 8

6 is the new 3

From rslight:
I'm in the middle of training for the Nov. 7 Bass Pro Marathon, which will be my 11th marathon. I started training in June with very low expectations. I'm under so much stress (related to work and auto repairs) that I feared my problems would sabotage my running.
However, the opposite has happened. Running for double-digit mileage has helped get my mind off of my struggles. I look forward to my long runs, and feel stronger and faster as the summer winds down.

I'm not sure what goal to set for race day. Should I merely try to beat my 4:16:22 personal record? Should I aim to go under 4 hours?
I'm following the competitive marathoner plan in "The Runner's Training Diary" by Coach Bob and Coach Shelly Glover. I'm on week 9, which calls for 46 miles total. I really like the way the plan sprinkles in a lot of 6-mile runs throughout the week. I had been used to daily runs of 3 or 4 miles, but this plan has me better prepared for 10Ks. Six is the new 3.

Saturday, September 4

My body is not happy

Lately it's felt like my body has been in revolt.

I understand. I haven't been sleeping well.

Today I got off work just after 4 a.m. I got home around 4:30 and tried to go straight to bed. I slept fairly well, but I was awake around 9 a.m. and couldn't get back to sleep.

My back has been hurting me lately but today it doesn't feel so bad.

I haven't been running in over a week and today I'm going to try to relax and watch football until I have to go into work instead of trying to push my body.

Tonight's shift is a 12-hour shift so we'll see how that goes. I guess I'll definitely be exhausted again in the morning, but will this be another case of hitting the bed and then waking up after only four hours?

Thursday, September 2

First time doing decline push-ups

It's been over a week since I've been running.

The main issue has been catching up with sleep since my shift on Thursday. It's raining now and since I'm wearing glasses and not contacts I'm not as keen to run in the rain.

Maybe I'll go out tomorrow morning for a 2-mile run.

One of the problems with working this overnight shift is that mornings, afternoons and nights don't seem to mean the same thing.

The natural order of things used to be going to sleep at night, waking up in the morning. Now, I guess I need to sleep in the morning and be awake at night.

I had been sleeping in the afternoon but my schedule change has made me try to shift to sleeping in the mornings.

I've been trying to keep up with the push-ups but it's tough, especially when I'm not as well rested as I should be.

Today I took a break from the 100-pushup plan I'd been following and did some decline push-ups which I'd found on the internet. To do decline push-ups, you put your legs up on a chair or on some steps so that you can go lower.

I think it was a good change of pace.

Monday, August 30

New schedule

My schedule at work keeps shifting. Unfortunately, it's not as easy for me to change schedules and still get enough sleep as it is for my boss to move hours around on a spreadsheet.

I haven't run since Wednesday, partially because I feel like without enough sleep I'm close to getting injured. My plans continue to involve focusing on my 100-push-up workout plan and doing longer runs.

Additionally, I've made the decision that I'm not going running with a watch for the next two weeks. I don't look at my watch all that often when running, but I need to make sure i focus on getting moving again and not worry too much about the time.

It's interesting the way this push-up plan is set up. It's a 6-week plan but this is my third week on week 5 and I started on week 3 if I remember correctly. Yet, there are three separate workout columns for week 5 and this week I go from the easiest to the next hardest.

I'm progressing slowly but surely with emphasis on slowness and sureness also. Also, a wee bit of soreness also.

Wednesday, August 25

Today's run

Wearing a watch makes me feel slow but it also helps me to have some sense of my progress.

Today's run was initially going to be six miles but I was having trouble relaxing and mentally enjoying the run so I cut it short to five instead of 6.

The loop I was running had a half-mile straight away and also I knew when I would be a half-mile from the end so I timed myself three times on a half-mile stretch.

The first time I didn't speed up I just wanted the pace I was running to get started as comparison. 5:45.

The second time I tried to speed up and was disappointed to see 5:45.

The third time I tried to push myself a bit harder and saw small improvement at 5:37.

The last time, half-a-mile from home, I saw marked improvement at 5:30.

It was strange that on the last half-mile I also worried that my form was completely breaking down. But so be it. All in all, a good work out that I'm happy with. Not thrilled with, but I'm definitely making some progress.

I will rest at least 24 hours. Maybe I'll get a quick 3-4 mile run in before work depending on what time I get to sleep and wake up tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll just try to stretch and relax.

I should probably look for relaxation exercises.

Everything runs together

This morning I ran five miles.

I write this down on my log and I write this down here on this blog.

If I don't write things down I will forget them completely. Or I'll get quite disoriented.

This week I've run three times.

Sunday after my 12-hour shift at work. Three miles - I wanted to run more but I was exhausted.

Monday - one mile before the push-up workout.

Tuesday was a complete rest day.

Wednesday, today, a 5 mile run with three half-mile pick-ups and three times up the monster hill that's near my house.

All in all, I feel good about it.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing more damage to my body than good.

Then I remember that quote - I don't run to add days to my life; I run to add life to my days.

And then there's the other thing - I run so that I can sleep better while working this overnight shift.