I think writing a blog should be done more than twice a year. I was feeling way too narcissitic and couldn't keep up the level of self-indulgence that writing about my running was making me feel. Training has been fun. Occasionally, I have felt like taking a pass on a day, but usually got out there and did whatever I was scheduled to do. Due to work or life, I would have to shorten some runs, but all in all, I did my speed work, hill work, tempo runs, yoga, lifting, etc. If some asshole had not stolen my bike, I could have kept up with my cross-training. Double asshole.
It is a good thing I don't have a gun. I would use it.
My period started on Tuesday (maybe Wednesday). It sucks. I'm drinking my raspberry tea. Last month, when I drank it, it made my entire period - the heavy part - leave in one night. Fingers crossed that will happen again.
I keep imagining 3:48. Lord knows why - that would be a shitload faster than I have gone in my training runs. I'm not even going to figure out what the pace would be for that. I want to stay right around 8:45/mile, which is faster than I have done in my other races. When I used Brandon's Garmin on my 20 mile run, I kept it right around there, except for mile 14 or 15 when I had to stop to stretch and forgot to turn off the watch. What a sweet kid (young man) - he's lending me his watch so that it can keep me honest and striving. I truly feel blessed that I have met the people I have met through running this past year and a half. Such upbeat ladies and gents. I wonder why I never did this in Chicago. It would have been a great way to meet people.
Off to bed. I need to make tonight's sleep count.
