Saturday, May 28, 2005
Today I got to know my pace group a little better. My pace group is called the Cathy O'Brien's, for no apparent reason. There is no one named Cathy O'Brien in the group, at least not that I've seen. I wish we were called the Tigers or something tough like that. Everyone made a bunch of small talk today. My favorite guy was Craig, who mentioned that after runs he likes to reward himself by smoking a cigar. He wondered out loud whether his lifestyle and training for a marathon might be a clash of interests. I'll be keeping an eye on Craig. The run itself was great. That was the one upside of the Red Sox defeat last night. It depressed me so much that I was in bed, completely sober, at 11 o'clock. WHY DID SVEUM SEND THEM HOME?? WHY??? But I digress, top form today. First rate 7 miles.
Monday, May 23, 2005
I wish so badly that I could have recorded my running inner monologue while I trained this week. Not only did I train by myself, since I was out of town over the weekend, it was pouring down rain. Like buckets. Like the thing that I remember thinking the most was "it can NOT get any worse than this." Other thoughts included congratulating myself on investing in non-cotton running wear and that after finishing fundraising for AIDS foundation I am going to have to fundraise for the Ali's Pneumonia Foundation. Song of the week stuck in my head: "Pay for what you get" by Dave Mathews. Just awful. I will say that at least the weather gave me something to think about besides just the running. I avoided stepping in puddles, which lasted about 30 seconds. Turned out that stepping ankle deep in cold water really wakes you up. But I did it, 6 miles, all on my own, in the rain. It cannot get much worse than that.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
From what I remember of my run 5 days ago, 5 miles is a lot more than 4. Although it's hard to tell how much my body was affected since I played softball the next day and put my body into a world of hurt. How could it be that there are so many muscles that I don't use on a regular basis. I was so sore I had to take 3 days off, and when I ran yesterday I was still stiff. I have yet to meet anyone in my pace group going to Ireland, which concerns me a little bit. Surely someone will pop up. I will be missing group training this weekend for a wedding, so I'll be training on my own. It will be a test of commitment, making it the whole 6 miles, or 72 minutes. I'd like to say I know I can do it, but we'll have to just wait and see.
Monday, May 09, 2005
4 miles today. I mean, Saturday. In keeping with every other time I've tried to find a marathon meeting spot, I got lost this morning. Luckily mine was the last group to leave so showing up 20 minutes late was not a problem. Sunny day, almost warm, didn't trip and fall or anything. Nobody else tripped and fell. Pretty ordinary.