I had planned today to do some work in the morning, have a proteiney lunch and run for two hours and twelve minutes -- I thought it would be good to add ten percent to my long run, see what happens. But stuff comes up. My morning got swallowed by a world outside our control, and my afternoon got filled with details.
Because we've had an ice storm on since late Friday, I wanted to spend my run in the rec center. Even though it was a long run, and I dreaded spending 132 minutes on a treadmill, I preferred this notion slipping on ice and breaking my ass.
What I didn't know was that the rec center closes at 7:00 p.m. on Sunday. In fact, I was seven miles into my run before the P.A. kicked on and told me I had fifteen minutes to finish up. Ha! I told the stupid Pa, nobody can run an hour and twelve minutes in fifteen minutes, but then I remembered that's what naysayers always said about the 4-minute mile. Still, in light of my recent boastfulness about being injury-free, I decided to try it when I'm in better shape.
At any rate, I got 8.5 miles (1:16:20) on the treadmill. Then I drove home and ran my 3.4-mile maintenance loop in reverse (31:04) and then ran it again (30:23). For a total of 15.3 miles (2:17:47). I'm pretty sore, but I suppose the idea of a 4:00:00 hour marathon is more reasonable every 9-minute mile I add to the long run.
I mean, look, I know I didn't face any terribly trying adversity today, but I did have a series of rather interesting setbacks. And I feel good about myself this evening. I would like to have run my entire run warm and dry inside at a 6.7 mph pace, maybe sipping occasionally from a water fountain. I didn't want to stop in the middle of my run to drop of Legend of the Sea and a Spongebob Squarepants movie. I didn't want to stop again for a gallon of milk or stop again to change into outdoor clothes, though, yes, once I stopped I wanted to stay stopped. I dig it. None of these things is a deal breaker on its own. But I'm happy for myself that I made it through this run and I expect anybody who's read through this post might be happy for me as well.
Well, thank you. I'm happy for you, too.
Friday: ------
Saturday: 3.4
Sunday: 3.4
Monday: 7.0
Tuesday: 3.4
Wednesday: 3.4
Thursday: 8.0
Friday: 3.4
Saturday: 4.0
Sunday: 15.3
Previous: 86.5
Year To Date: 101.8 miles.
Running Days: 17
Days off: 5
I think I'll take a bath on my day off. That will be pleasant.
Because we've had an ice storm on since late Friday, I wanted to spend my run in the rec center. Even though it was a long run, and I dreaded spending 132 minutes on a treadmill, I preferred this notion slipping on ice and breaking my ass.
What I didn't know was that the rec center closes at 7:00 p.m. on Sunday. In fact, I was seven miles into my run before the P.A. kicked on and told me I had fifteen minutes to finish up. Ha! I told the stupid Pa, nobody can run an hour and twelve minutes in fifteen minutes, but then I remembered that's what naysayers always said about the 4-minute mile. Still, in light of my recent boastfulness about being injury-free, I decided to try it when I'm in better shape.
At any rate, I got 8.5 miles (1:16:20) on the treadmill. Then I drove home and ran my 3.4-mile maintenance loop in reverse (31:04) and then ran it again (30:23). For a total of 15.3 miles (2:17:47). I'm pretty sore, but I suppose the idea of a 4:00:00 hour marathon is more reasonable every 9-minute mile I add to the long run.
I mean, look, I know I didn't face any terribly trying adversity today, but I did have a series of rather interesting setbacks. And I feel good about myself this evening. I would like to have run my entire run warm and dry inside at a 6.7 mph pace, maybe sipping occasionally from a water fountain. I didn't want to stop in the middle of my run to drop of Legend of the Sea and a Spongebob Squarepants movie. I didn't want to stop again for a gallon of milk or stop again to change into outdoor clothes, though, yes, once I stopped I wanted to stay stopped. I dig it. None of these things is a deal breaker on its own. But I'm happy for myself that I made it through this run and I expect anybody who's read through this post might be happy for me as well.
Well, thank you. I'm happy for you, too.
Eleven Day Tally
Thursday: ~13.0Friday: ------
Saturday: 3.4
Sunday: 3.4
Monday: 7.0
Tuesday: 3.4
Wednesday: 3.4
Thursday: 8.0
Friday: 3.4
Saturday: 4.0
Sunday: 15.3
Previous: 86.5
Year To Date: 101.8 miles.
Running Days: 17
Days off: 5
I think I'll take a bath on my day off. That will be pleasant.
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