Split Selves
I decided to take day off from work today to do nothing in particular. It's wonderful. Today's a rest day, so no running either. I thought that I could just sleep late and get up whenever I wanted. It turns out I couldn't sleep much past 8:00 a.m. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to a lazy day which will be capped off by sitting in swanky boxed seats, cavorting with law firm people and eating burgers (all free of charge) at a pre-season NFL football game.
Running life has been going so-so. Last Sunday I was supposed to have a long run of 17 miles. However, I came up short of my intended mileage by probably over a half mile or so. My anal retentive self was left incredibly disappointed at falling short of my goal. My rational self says that I was probably a bit dehydrated and I was smart to stop when I did.
This week has been a welcome "recovery week" of decreased mileage (just 37 with a long run of 12). I think it's strange that I now look forward to "just" 12 miles.
While I've got the goal of the November marathon in my sights, I keep wrestling with what is beyond. A large part of me says that I should just run for fun for a while without schedules or a plan. Another part of me keeps checking marathonguide.com for races next spring. Tampa in late February appeals to me because a Florida race might be relatively flat. I also saw that there's a race in May in Moab, Utah which would be absolutely cool. I love the southwest. To have an opportunity to race around the scenic arches and desert landscapes would be magnificent.
Work life has reached another lull in the action. Our office became swiftly amused by an internet "personality" quiz at: http://similarminds.com/othertests.html. First we focused on the "What Classic Movie Are You?" portion. I tried the test twice (a shorter and the longest versions) and came up with Apocalypse Now both times (I'm a loner, what can I say). Later I tried the "leader" portion; I'm Einstein.
Running life has been going so-so. Last Sunday I was supposed to have a long run of 17 miles. However, I came up short of my intended mileage by probably over a half mile or so. My anal retentive self was left incredibly disappointed at falling short of my goal. My rational self says that I was probably a bit dehydrated and I was smart to stop when I did.
This week has been a welcome "recovery week" of decreased mileage (just 37 with a long run of 12). I think it's strange that I now look forward to "just" 12 miles.
While I've got the goal of the November marathon in my sights, I keep wrestling with what is beyond. A large part of me says that I should just run for fun for a while without schedules or a plan. Another part of me keeps checking marathonguide.com for races next spring. Tampa in late February appeals to me because a Florida race might be relatively flat. I also saw that there's a race in May in Moab, Utah which would be absolutely cool. I love the southwest. To have an opportunity to race around the scenic arches and desert landscapes would be magnificent.
Work life has reached another lull in the action. Our office became swiftly amused by an internet "personality" quiz at: http://similarminds.com/othertests.html. First we focused on the "What Classic Movie Are You?" portion. I tried the test twice (a shorter and the longest versions) and came up with Apocalypse Now both times (I'm a loner, what can I say). Later I tried the "leader" portion; I'm Einstein.
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