- Friday: rest
- Saturday: Brooklyn Half
- Sunday: rest. I thought about going out for a run for all of like 2 seconds. And then I didn't go.
- Monday: rested again...
- Tuesday: 4.25m on the treadmill watching Glee. All around tedious: the show, the run, the gym.
- Wednesday: 4.5m with the Runner's World group. In the 90 degree heat. No acclimation period!
- Thursday: 4.6m on the Prairie Path through Lombard and into Glen Ellyn. Home in Chi-town.
Okay, this is ridic. I'm hitting monthly mileage totals that read more like weekly totals. This has got to end, now: either I'm a runner or I'm not, and I put that threshold somewhere in the vicinity of consistent weeks above 20mpw. (Actually I would go with 30mpw, but I'll try to start with something reasonable.) I'm only there this week because of the half. Mondays and Wednesdays with the Runner's World people are a little challenging, as their group runs (so far rewarding) rarely call for more than 3.5m and I have my stuff with me, so I can't just run home.
Today is a rest day, and then tomorrow sees another long run - a race, in fact. 10m against my dad in Chicago. Care to place a wager? (Hint: odds are against the old guy with the hamstring injury.)