General Training Update
Running life is going well. I had my longest run yet of the training cycle, 19 miles, on Sunday morning. While the northeast received the famed "Blizzard '05," we in the southeastern U.S. just got cold temperatures (relatively speaking) and wind. Once I got warmed up, it wasn't too bad. Amazingly, I felt decent after the run; no muscular soreness, but a strange soreness in my hips and pelvis. This feeling subsided and I had a nice 5-miler last night. In the last training cycle I never had a day of running following a long run so this experience was something new - a proud accomplishment.
I'm finishing up reading Eric Schlosser's Fast Food Nation and plan to record my reflections here once complete. I want to take some time to stew on my conclusions before I put them together.
In other news... less than two weeks away from the marathon in March, husband and I are embarking on our annual pilgrimage to Las Vegas to gorge ourselves on blackjack, sin and degradation. Okay, maybe just blackjack. My current missions for the trip include the everlasting desire to go bowling at 3:00 a.m., eat at an In-n-Out Burger (thanks to Schlosser's plug in the book) and learn how to play craps. Admittedly, I am also caught up in the wave of interest in Texas Hold 'Em poker. If the opportunity presents itself to lose some money to other dead money slacks and hacks in the Bellagio, I may don some sunglasses and participate. Of course, being that I've turned into something of a running addict, I've been scheming and figuring how many runs in my schedule I'll fit in, where I'll run, etc. Sad. I often preach that life is about a happy medium. Sometimes I wonder if I'm off kilt with this running stuff to compensate for other missing variables in my life. If I had to guess, I'd say that I'm deeply dissatisfied with my professional life. I have virtually no sense of satisfaction from my current position of telling people to get off of their cell phones and calling maintenance about a toilet overflowing in stall two. Each day I question what my true professional purpose in life. Questioning is a good thing.
I'm finishing up reading Eric Schlosser's Fast Food Nation and plan to record my reflections here once complete. I want to take some time to stew on my conclusions before I put them together.
In other news... less than two weeks away from the marathon in March, husband and I are embarking on our annual pilgrimage to Las Vegas to gorge ourselves on blackjack, sin and degradation. Okay, maybe just blackjack. My current missions for the trip include the everlasting desire to go bowling at 3:00 a.m., eat at an In-n-Out Burger (thanks to Schlosser's plug in the book) and learn how to play craps. Admittedly, I am also caught up in the wave of interest in Texas Hold 'Em poker. If the opportunity presents itself to lose some money to other dead money slacks and hacks in the Bellagio, I may don some sunglasses and participate. Of course, being that I've turned into something of a running addict, I've been scheming and figuring how many runs in my schedule I'll fit in, where I'll run, etc. Sad. I often preach that life is about a happy medium. Sometimes I wonder if I'm off kilt with this running stuff to compensate for other missing variables in my life. If I had to guess, I'd say that I'm deeply dissatisfied with my professional life. I have virtually no sense of satisfaction from my current position of telling people to get off of their cell phones and calling maintenance about a toilet overflowing in stall two. Each day I question what my true professional purpose in life. Questioning is a good thing.
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