For day one of week one of my 18-week program I was supposed to do three miles. But this weekend, I don’t know, maybe it was the cabernet that clouded my judgment, I asked my friend Marzio when we could run together. What I was really hoping he would say was: “Let me know when you do your 20-miler and I’m there!” That would give me until about March to become a faster runner and the distance could justify insisting on a flat course. See, Marzio is one of those runners who LOVES HILLS. He also has long legs which made it look like he was walking while I was huffing and puffing along just behind him the entire way. By the time we got halfway through the run my lungs were whistling (am I allergic to running, too?) but I felt pretty accomplished by the end, as this was probably the hardest run I've done so far. Thanks, Marzio. If I plotted the course right, we did 11.13K (6.91 miles) in 1:10:55.
Actually Marzio corrected me, which brought the run up to 11.42 (7.1 miles).. Wow! That never happens! Usually my corrections shorten the run! woo hoo!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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That sounds like the 10k I did about four weeks ago - nothing but uphill. I ran like hell and it killed me. I feel accomplished to have done it, but it really hurt the next day. Good for you - you certainly nailed that one!!! Don't keep it up too much, though. I don't know that I'll be able to keep up with you in Paris. We want to enjoy that experience together, right?
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