- Friday: 8.25m. A wonderful, wonderful, fast, effortless, amazing run in gorgeous weather.
- Saturday: 4m with Mike. Slow as the dickens (my fault). Just taking it easy.
- Sunday: 18.2m at the NYRR tune-up.
- Monday: REST.
- Tuesday: More rest. Battling a stomach something that kept me tied to the house.
- Wednesday: 5m in the morning along the river. Really pretty. Broken Garmin meant that I could totally pretend I did this run at like 7:30s. Because I did, right? Ha ha ha.
- Thursday: Um, embarrassed to say it, but rest.
|This photo is apropos of|
nothing. Does it make you
hungry, or grossed out?
Even though I know I would be bored with Hal's "all easy runs, just get the miles in" novice training plan, secretly I miss that. I miss just waking up, running whatever it said to run with no complications. I did that for my first marathon and it worked well.
I miss being able to guess what my mileage was, because I didn't have google maps or a Garmin (sometimes you guess high, sometimes low, and it all works out somehow).
I also miss having a regular training partner. I miss having somewhere I needed to be every morning, and I feel like I run better when I have someone there pushing me. I'm not a competitive person when it comes to running, but that's part of the problem: I'm too easy on myself. Ah, well.
In the meantime, do yourself a favor and click over to Kelly's blog to read this entry about her pulmonary embolism. What happened to her is very similar to what happened to me. She's a talented runner who's running New York this year, too.