Monday, February 8, 2016

B2B Training Week 8 of 18

Week 8 was as bipolar as the Indiana weather. It started out wonderful and sunny, then fizzled into the gray cold wetness... physically, psychologically, as well as weather-wise!

Sunday (1/31) - 10 miles. It was 60 degrees and felt like Spring. I was going outside. I decided to just let my legs dictate how far I went... and they felt fantastic. One of those runs where you felt like you could go forever. However, I had no water or fuel and I didn't even know what time it was as I wasn't wearing a watch so I stopped at 10 and went home. I ran the loop at the old West Grove school so I could stop whenever I wanted.

Monday (2/1) - 5 miles. Another beautiful day. My Garmin splits say it all. It's the first time I've worn a watch since November. I wanted to do some kind of tempo or speedwork on the Monon but really hadn't committed to a plan when I started, as I didn't know what my legs would feel like after Sunday and this was my 5th day in a row running. I started at what felt like a "good" tempo pace and tried not to look at my watch. This worked for 2 miles. Then, I charged the only little hill on the course and my legs just kept going after that... so I let them. Afterwards though I kept staring at my watch in disbelief. Hey, I actually ran fast today!



Tuesday (2/2) - Zero miles. I actually wanted to run today however, the flying-by-the-seat-of-my-pants training plan in my mind this week was going to be to try a back-to-back 10 miler and 20 miler like I had done during my marathon training leading up to Napa. If I ran today, it would be my sixth day in a row. I didn't want to try 20 on my seventh day. So, no run today.

Wednesday (2/3) - 10 miles. Everything went as planned. I hit the county roads south of my house and did 10 solid hilly miles without a problem. Then... it started sleeting in the evening.

Thursday (2/4) - 15 miles. It was cold and wet and totally gross by morning so I hit the hamster track. Now that I've been listening to podcasts, running on the indoor track has become SO much easier. I just plug in and run on autopilot. Everything was fine until mile 12. Mile 12 I started to feel my left hamstring starting to complain. My right foot has also been hurting a wee bit. OK, maybe a little more than a wee bit after 10 or so miles. Anyway, I have been getting paranoid I might be developing a stress fracture in my foot. BUT, it goes away if I stop running and the pain moves around a bit so I'm NOT getting it looked at for now. The hamstring I'm more concerned about because I KNOW all about that pain. Anyway, it bothered me enough that I stopped after 15. I think it's still too early in the training cycle to push it.

Thursday night all hell broke loose as far as my sleep cycle. I'd been staying up late all week because I didn't have to go to work early in the morning and I'd been really productive in cleaning out my office and doing other things in general until the wee hours of the morning - like 1-2 am. Thursday night I MADE myself get in bed at 2 am. I was physically tired. SO tired. But my brain would NOT shut off! I laid there until well after 4 am. It was probably closer to 5 am before I fell asleep. I almost got up to do something (anything!) but my husband was about to beat me to death at that point because my tossing and turning was keeping HIM up too. And my leg hurt.

Friday - Zero miles. I had planned to get a couple shake out miles in but was too trashed from the night before. I was basically a zombie all day... until 8 pm. Oh no... then I was wide awake and ready to tackle the world... except I had to get up at 4:30 am on Saturday to go to work. I took an Ambien at 11 pm to knock myself out.

Saturday - Zero miles. I worked all day and it was a stressful day. Today was a planned rest day anyway. I made it home, crawled into a chair, and planned my couponing deals for the coming week.

Week 8 - 40 miles

Now the weather is wretched again. I'm planning another higher mileage week for Week 9 so I hope my body is on board. On the plus side, I'll be back to working at night so I won't have to fight the sleep cycle too much.

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Mission Accomplished

Paid $12.66 for everything in the photo


Several weeks ago I lamented that I needed a deal on Arm & Hammer laundry detergent but that I probably was never going to see the $1 pricing I had capitalized on in the past. Well, this is the week!! Both CVS and Walgreens have my detergent on sale for $1.99 and a $1 off coupon came out in the coupon inserts as well as online. Can't beat $0.99 laundry detergent!

I hurried my butt over to CVS this morning to pick up my stash before they ran out. CVS had bigger jugs than Walgreens. Admittedly, these are smaller than the ones I used to get for the same price years ago but still a great deal. Also on sale was the contact lens solution that my kids use.

So...
6 jugs of Arm & Hammer 50 oz laundry detergent @ $1.99 (on sale, regularly $7.49!)
2 bottles Complete solution @ $9.99, Buy 1 get 1 50% off
Total $26.92
Used 6 ($1 Arm & Hammer coupons), 2 ($3 Complete coupons), $2 ECB, $2 CVS contact lens solution coupon
Paid $10.92 + $1.74 tax = $12.66

Yay!! I'm hoping this is close to a year supply of laundry detergent. I'm really tempted to get more but I'm out of coupons now and I don't want to go totally crazy either.

Next stop was Meijer to stock up on some grab-and-go food for my family this week.

Transaction #1
8 Power Bars @ $0.90 each = $7.20
Used 2 ($2 off 4 Power Bars coupon)
Paid $3.20 and received a Catalina coupon for $2.00 off your next order from Power Bar

$3.20 plus the coupon below
 
Transaction #2
7 cans Chunky soup @ $0.99 each
1 bottle Sweet Baby Ray's dipping sauce @ $1.69
Total $8.62
Used 2 ($1 off 3 cans Chunky soup coupon), $1 Sweet Baby Ray's coupon, $2 OYNO coupon from Power Bar transaction
Paid $3.62 and received a Catalina coupon for $3 off your next order from Chunky
 
$3.62 plus the coupon below
 
 
Transaction #3
4 18-count boxes of Bagel Bites @ $2.50 each
2 cans of Pillsbury rolls @ $1.00 each
1 tube of Crest 3D White toothpaste @ $2.99
Total $14.99
Used $1 off 2 Pillsbury rolls, $2 Meijer instant coupon off 4 boxes Bagel Bites, $3 OYNO coupon from Chunky
Paid $8.99 + $0.21 tax = $9.20
 
Everything on this receipt got submitted to Saving Star. I'll get $1 back for the Pillsbury rolls, $10 credit towards spending $20 on Bagel Bites (I'll get $5 back when I hit $20), and $5 back for the Crest (it was another buy $20, get $5 offer and I had spent $17.98 already last week... which, by the way, was how I spent my $10 ECB that I had gotten from CVS several weeks ago from the Diet Coke deal).
 
Paid $9.20 for everything in the photo
 
So there you have it. That's how I spent my Sunday morning. I might end up doing the Chunky soup deal one more time and turn around and get 4 more boxes of Bagel Bites later this week if I have the freezer space. Our stand up freezer croaked a couple years ago and there are weeks that I really miss it.
 
Have a great day everyone!
 

 

 


Friday, February 5, 2016

Decrapifying My Life



When you put your house in order, you put your affairs and your past in order, too.
                                                                                                               - Marie Kondo


There's a scene in "Star Wars: The Force Awakens" where Kylo Ren stares at Darth Vader's burned out helmet and cries out, "Grandfather, give me strength!" Lately here, I've been staring at Marie Kondo's book and crying out, "Kon Marie, give me strength!"

My big project this past month has been cleaning out my office. I started applying Marie Kondo's principles to my house last Spring. Unlike the suggestion in her book I could not "Kondo" my home in one fell swoop. Part of it is because I don't live alone. My husband and children are not on board. Instead, what I've done is try to get my own life in order. I'll worry about them once my shit's together. In the meanwhile, I am decrapifying my life.

As the rest of my house came to order, my office turned into the repository of all things "left over." To keep or not to keep? Let's put it in my office for now.

As a result, it came to look like this...



 
 

It was a space filled with unfinished craft projects, scrapbooking memorabilia, toys the kids couldn't part with but didn't want in their rooms. A repository of memories and dreams, so cluttered I could no longer see much of the floor, no less work on any of the said unfinished projects. It was time to let some of it go.

I'm a sentimental person. I think that's why scrapbooking appeals to me so much. Kon Marie would tell me to get rid of it all and just keep the memories in my heart but she also said to keep the things that give you joy and my finished scrapbooks still give me great joy. My children love looking at them too. So... scrapbooking stuff had to get organized. All the memorabilia I want to keep is now in 3-ring binders, organized chronologically by date. I was also delighted to "find" scraps of my childhood that I had kept. I knew I had kept these things, it was just a matter of finding them again.

There was the autographed photo of Maria Tallchief. She was the closest thing I had to an idol growing up. Osage Indian by birth, she was America's first Prima Ballerina. Briefly married to George Balanchine, she danced for both the New York City Ballet and American Ballet Theatre and founded the Chicago City Ballet. She sent me this photo while she was with Chicago City Ballet. The ballet company folded in 1987. She died in 2013.




I used to be very active in our local track and field community back in the days when Indianapolis was trying to establish itself as the "Amateur Sports Capitol of the World" so I had several opportunities to meet athletes at national and international events. These are some photos from when I was the athlete escort for the medal presentation ceremonies at the 1987 World Indoors.

The woman in the white is Merlene Ottey-Page from Jamaica.
I can't remember the other woman's name.
 
Sergey Bubka of the USSR who held the world pole vaulting record.
 
Heike Drechsler of East Germany who set the indoor long jump world record at that meet.
 
My other memory from that meet - the outfit I am wearing was tailor made for me. It's the first and only outfit that I've ever had that was tailor made. I remember driving myself down to Leon Tailoring in downtown Indianapolis to get measured for it.
 
I was a runner for the press box at the USA Outdoor Track and Field Championships in 1985 when Willie Banks set the world record for the triple jump. It's the first and only time I've witnessed a world record being set live and in person. I still have my credentials from that night. We stayed in the press box well past midnight that night waiting for world record verification.
 
 


I carried index cards with me that meet to get autographs.
 

Here is Dwight Stones' when he was the world record holder for the high jump.
 

All these I kept.

Some of what I didn't keep...


My wedding bouquet. I will be married for 20 years in July. It's hard to believe it's been that long. The first scrapbook I ever did was of our honeymoon but I never had time to do the wedding photos. I have the "official" photos that the professional photographer took bound in a leather album however I have a box of candids that have yet to make it into a book. I think it's the sheer volume of the photos that kept me from scrapbooking them. Anyway, these flowers pretty much turned to dust when you touched them so I took a photos and pitched them.


This is the "death mask" that I made in my 8th grade art class. I believe it was also displayed at an art show. I kept it because I had such good memories of making the mask. I made it with my friends Neil, Greg, and Gideon. They are some of the guys I hung out with. This was our art class group. To make the mask we each took turns laying on a cafeteria table with a wet paper towel on our faces while the other members of the group patched together strips of plaster casting material until it was thick enough to hold the shape of your face, and then you had to lay there until it dried enough to remove it. Needless to say, the person getting casted was pretty much helpless and blind on the table so we had all kinds of fun with that. Neil and I still hang out. We've been friends since we were six years old. I haven't talk to Greg in ages but he is a runner. If this mask was in better shape it would be hanging on my wall, but it's not so in the trash it went.


The nurses at Three Rivers Community Hospital ER gave this to me as one of their parting gifts when I left Michigan in 2001. I loved my nurses. It was a small hospital and I was the only doctor in the building for most of the day. This was the place where I learned to handle things on my own because I was the only one there. We had a pitch-in every Saturday night in the ICU. We shared Weight Watcher's recipes and scrapbooked in our free time. This gazing ball was for the garden in my new Indiana home. However, after 15 years I've yet to have that garden so I took a photo for remembrance and gave the frog away.

Then there were the unfinished projects. They were hard to pitch because they represented time that I had spent working on them. However, in my heart, I didn't want to finish them anymore.

 
This is the needlepoint rug that I started when I was pregnant with my first child. She will be 17 this year. I had to special order the wool thread in all the different colors for this project. I had envisioned myself sitting in a rocker next to her crib, needlepointing while watching her sleep. Wrong. This was my baby that NEVER SLEPT!! Needless to say, this project never got done and the desire is gone now.
 
 
This was the cover for a needlepoint plastic canvas Victorian "glove box." I used to love all things Victorian. My tastes have changed. I could never get the bottom of this box done. Part of me kept it to finish just to finish it but what's the point?
 
These are two of the many unfinished projects that I pitched. The projects that I still am excited to finish I now have out in plain sight, available to work on at a moment's notice.
 
Then there was that bed. It was part of a bunk bed and trundle bed set that the girls slept in when they shared a room. Since getting separate rooms they have both gotten different beds. One bunk was in pieces in the basement. The other bed and trundle was just taking up space and being used as a storage unit for more unneeded things in my office. I wanted to give it away to someone that I knew would use it. I posted it on my Facebook page. It was taken in one minute.
 
So here are my AFTER photos  (the BEFOREs precede them for comparison). I still have work to do but the bulk of what needed to GO is gone and I now have space to work on the projects that I WANT to do.
 
BEFORE
 
AFTER
 
BEFORE
 
AFTER
 
BEFORE
 
AFTER
 
I can't believe there was a time in my life when I desired STUFF. Now it seems I have more STUFF than time. It's time to enjoy what I have. Looking at what I had kept I was also surprised how fast the time had gone by. No more new projects until I finish what I've started (or trashed it)!
 

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Runner's World October 1983 - A Trip Down Memory Lane

 

I don't know why I still have this particular magazine. The fact that I still have it in my possession means it's traveled with me from my home in Indianapolis, to my college house in Bloomington, then on to my apartment in Columbus, IN, an apartment back in Indianapolis, a house in Kalamazoo, MI, then back to my current home in Greenwood, IN.

I am continuing the process of decluttering and cleaning out my house. It's down to the hard stuff now. Boxes and boxes of memorabilia and sentimental things. I've come to the conclusion that scrapbookers are horrible declutterers because we keep EVERYTHING!

I found this in a box of running related papers. One magazine by itself. Why did I keep it? Was there an article I wanted to read? Of course I had to thumb through it...

The ads were the best. Cotton was still "in."


Who remembers Alberto Salazaar looking like this?


He and Mary Decker were my heros.

                                                                   ...or Marty Liquori


It was their 9th Annual Shoe Review issue. These were the top 5 Women's shoes.


...and this is why I think all running shoes should be blue or white.
Because they WERE!!
 
This is how much shoes typically cost...
 
I wore the Tigress. Asics was called Tiger back then.
 
...but if you couldn't afford new running shoes you could get them resoled.
 
 
There were multiple ads for inversion boots and hand held weights. No medal racks or fuel belts. The best though was... wait for it... OMG, OMG...
 
 
Mind you, this was also the pre-running tight era.
 
There was an article about getting tickets to the 1984 Los Angles Olympics to be held the following year.
 
Another article was about the first ever women's Olympic marathon trials, to be held in Olympia, WA on May 13, 1984. It still did not have a sponsor at that time. The qualifying time back then was 2:51:16.
 
Other articles talked about what it was like to run on an aircraft carrier, training alone, and a behind-the-scenes look at the medical tent of the New York City Marathon.
 
There was "Tips for the First-Time Marathoner - Bringing marathon training into the '80's." Here is a training chart from that article.
 
There were the usual advice columns. The questions over the years have remained the same but the answers in 1983 were surprisingly different. There was a question posed by a 28-year old man who had not raced since high school but was jogging 20 miles a week who wanted to know how much time it would take him to work up to training for a marathon. Jeff Galloway's answer to him, in summary, was 12-18 months.
 
Back then, many running books differentiated between running and jogging. Most said that you were not running unless you were going faster than 8-9 minutes a mile. Only runners ran marathons. That's probably why the First-Marathon Training table maxed out at a 4 hour run.
 
Fast forward now to yesterday when I received my latest issue of Runner's World. On page 12 of David Willey's Editor's Letter he talks about preparing for their 50th anniversary and introduces one of their "lifers" who says...
 
 
There are SO many races now. You can pretty much race every weekend if you wanted but people "race" for fun and socialization. I remember the days when I gave up inside during 10K's when I heard my 2 mile split at over 15:00 and felt like my race was over. Then, in 2011, I ran my first road race of this century and was shocked to find myself leading the women's race at the 1 mile mark (it was a 5K) and even more shocked that were was no one standing there with a stopwatch calling out splits (silly me, I guess every other person in the race was wearing their own watch except me!)
 
Now back to 1983...
 
Some of my Sole Sisters remember we were following Kesha online at the Houston Marathon and the tracker was posting everything in kilometers and kilometers per hour. I finally posted for someone to please translate what mile marker she was at! Apparently the venerable Dr. George Sheehan agrees with me!
 
 
Another source of controversy. Fred Lebow did not want any wheelchair racers in the New York City Marathon but was allowing some under duress.
 
 
 
The magazine was 188 pages. THE runner's bible back then. So why did I keep this? I still have no idea. Maybe it was all the articles about marathon running. I entertained the thought of running my first marathon while I was in high school. Back then though, there was NO WAY I was going to run a marathon unless I was "in shape" to do it under 4 hours. I couldn't even imagine running for more than 4 hours.
 
Times change. Life goes on. I finally decided at 40 that I wasn't getting any faster so I might as well run a marathon sooner than later if I was going to run one. My first took over 5 hours... but then I got faster.
 
Hope you had fun with my reminiscing. Now it's back to decluttering!
 





Saturday, January 30, 2016

B2B Training Week 7 of 18

This was my drop down week and that is exactly what I did. Rested my legs and added in a wee bit of speed and PT exercises.

Sunday (1/24) - Zero miles. Spent most of the day with G downtown as she had an audition for the School of American Ballet's summer course. I want my kids to dream big too. The School of American Ballet is the feeder school to the New York City Ballet. They take 200 kids worldwide between the ages of 12 and 18 for their summer course by holding auditions in cities throughout the US. Even if she doesn't get in, I'm happy she is thinking large enough to try out.

Monday (1/25) - 3 miles. I hit the hamster track as soon as the kids left for school since I had a dentist appointment at 11 am and a pretty full day planned over all. I felt sluggish and heavy the minute I hit the track and it didn't get any better so I called it a day at 3. I figure this is what a drop down week is for!

Tuesday (1/26) - 7 miles. Did it on the treadmill at the Y while G was at dance and it actually felt pretty good.

Wednesday (1/27) - Zero miles. I thought about getting a run in before work but then decided I had too much other stuff to do and I didn't want to feel rushed so no run today. Worked on decluttering the house some more.

Thursday (1/28) - 5 miles. More treadmill work. I finally figured out how to program the stupid treadmill so I warmed up with a 9:31 mile, did 3 miles at 8:57 pace, was going to do another 9:31 cool down mile but got bored so I ended up increasing the pace again. Then, I got all ambitious and actually did my PT exercises.

NOTE TO SELF: 6.7 mph equals 8:57 pace. 7.0 mph equals 8:34 pace.

Friday (1/29) - 5 miles. More treadmill work. Thursday's run was not a problem so I decided to do all 5 at 8:57 pace and it was just fine. Heart rate after I was done was 165. I spent a moment marveling at how easy it felt. I remember the first time I held a 9 minute pace for 5 miles on a treadmill. It was at LA Fitness less than 3 years ago. I was just hanging on and hanging on until it was over and then I felt like I had conquered the world! Today felt like a piece of cake in comparison. Did my PT exercises again when I was done.

Saturday (1/30) - 5 miles. I thought I was going to the Y again as I thought I had to drive G to dance. We were about to leave the house when the girl I hired to drive her pulled up in out driveway. I didn't have her on the schedule for today but it was SO worth it to pay her and have the morning to myself. It was a beautiful sunny day but I was already dressed to run indoors so I drove myself to the fitness center instead and hit the hamster track for some easy miles.

Week 7 - 25 miles

I'm starting to feel a little tug in my left hamstring again but I also have the itch to increase my speed a little bit too. It's been a long time since I actually felt like running faster so it's a welcome feeling. Just hoping my body will cooperate with my brain!

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Spinning My Wheels

Ever spend the whole day eating just because food tastes good? You're not hungry. In fact, you might actually be a little full, but, oh it tastes good. All those guilty say "Aye." AYE.

That pretty much sums up my day today. I felt like I was spinning my wheels getting nowhere. Walking (never mind running) around like a chicken with my head cut off.

Today was my day off. I decided last night to indulge in some Pinterest pins. I went grocery shopping for ingredients while G was at dance and found what I needed plus more.


Olive bruschetta. OMG. It was wonderful. I ate half the jar last night and the rest for lunch today. Wonderful on toasted Italian bread.

First on my "to make" list was Spicy Black Bean and Lime Quinoa Salad. It was pinned so I had to open Pinterest to get to it. Oh no! Shield your eyes! I couldn't get past that opening page that shows you the gazillion other things that you might like and ended up HERE looking at Winter Bliss Bowls...


Winter Bliss Bowl
 
... and ended up making my own falafel.
 
Falafel, recipe HERE

So, last night I had to make and sample my newly baked falafel and half the jar of olive bruschetta at, oh, midnight-ish. Made the Spicy Black Bean and Lime Quinoa Salad too.

This morning I went back to bed as soon as I saw J's taillights disappear down the driveway on the way to school... and woke up at 10 am. Crap. Well, at least I was well rested.

I started in on making the Lemon Pepper Chicken as it has to bake in the crockpot for 4 hours. Next up was the pie crust for the Earl Grey Pie. Dabbled some more online while stuff baked... Ate lunch...
Made the filling for the pie.

Kids came home and I fixed a piece of chicken for G to eat before dance, promising that the pie would be done when she got home. She'd finish eating everything else when she got home. She's my foodie child. No one else was hungry at 3:30 pm so cooking was put on hold.

Dabbled in cleaning my office some more. It's still a work in progress but I can see the floor and my desktop now. Went to the fitness center and got 7 miles in. Finally, at 7 pm I decided it was time to eat.

Lemon Pepper Chicken recipe HERE.
Spicy Black Bean and Lime Quinoa Salad HERE.
 

Earl Grey Pie recipe HERE.

Now I'm stuffed to the gills and watching the Hoosiers play some basketball.
So there you have it. I made dinner and ate really well all day. Not much else.

Cheers!

Friday, January 22, 2016

B2B Training Week 6 of 18 - Quieting the Voices

So here's what I've discovered on the running front this week...

1. I am embracing my fair weather running. Winter running basically sucks. I own all the crap to go out and battle the elements but decided I'd rather run around the hamster track or treadmill in my comfy T-shirt and shorts. I'm no less of a runner for running indoors and I can go head to head with any woman my age in time or distance. So there!

My driveway today


2. My friend Trena's secret to running forever. I seriously think the girl can run forever, and, she listens to podcasts. I finally figured out how to download them off the internet and get them on an MP3 player (I'm the girl that can barely operate my cell phone so this is HUGE). I started listening to them while I run on the hamster track or treadmill.

3. I can now run on the treadmill without worrying about falling off AND operate my MP3 player at the same time.

4. I'm in shape to run two marathons in 6 days. I'm not writing out a training plan. I'm going to continue running by feel.

Sunday (1/17) - Zero miles. Rest day from the 20 I ran the day before. It was the rare day this month that I had white space on my calendar. No work. No kid's stuff. No running. The green line is for my husband being out of town. I did my deal shopping and laid around the house.

embracing the white space
 
as compared to this...
 


Monday (1/18) - 7 miles. Kid's were out of school for Martin Luther King Day and it was 6 degrees outside when I tried to start my car at 9 am to go out for brunch. Car finally started and we drove downtown to eat. After rolling myself home I did 7 easy miles on the hamster track before taking G to dance.

I had to go run this (and more) off!

Tuesday (1/19) - Zero miles. Not what I had planned. I got up at 4:30 am to go to work. Have I ever told you that I'm NOT A MORNING PERSON! Work took off with a screaming start. My scribe told me that I saw 10 patients the first hour I was there and that the doc she had worked with the day before had seen 16 all day. Yup. Crap magnet like day as usual. I stayed an hour over and was so tired I could barely drive home. I finally finally got home and went straight to bed. Plan had been to run 3 miles but forget it! Hubs woke me up at 7 pm to watch the IU basketball game. I stayed up long enough to see IU thump Illinois 103 - 69 and watch former team manager/walk-on Jackson Tharp get into the game before falling back asleep.

Wednesday (1/20) - 7 miles. Got my run in on the hamster track in the morning then went to work in the afternoon.

Thursday (1/21) - 7 miles. Spent the day cleaning my office/craft room (which is still a work in progress) then ran on the treadmill at the Y while G was in dance class.

Lord help me cause this is just the tip of the iceberg!


Friday (1/22) - 17 miles. I had four podcasts loaded on my MP3 player and was ready to go 20. My issue with running lately has been the time suck. I've discovered that an hour a day isn't bad but any longer, then I'm worrying about all the other things I need to get done that day or other things that I could be doing. Or, I just get BORED. Then I start listening to all the voices in my head that tell me "you need to do this, and this, and this today still..." and I can't get into my run anymore and feel the need to do something else. There have been so many times I wished there was something else to do while I was running so I could multi-task - like checking my email. Past an hour I can't seem to enjoy the run for what it is. The voices take over. Then I discovered podcasts. Now I can do something else while I run and listen to some pretty interesting stuff, and the time and miles fly by. Just listen to the podcast and push the other voices out of my head. Admittedly I've had to give some of the voices a pretty hard shove from time to time but now I'm thinking "listen to the podcast, listen to the podcast." (Can that be a mantra?) It has worked wonderfully this week for the base miles that I'm currently logging. Miles where pace doesn't matter and I'm simply putting down the distance.

Anyhoos, I was mentally set to do 20 today. I felt well rested. Maybe I just wanted to say that I ran another 20 six days after my last 20. Then, at mile 17 I felt a little niggle of fatigue start acting up in my left hamstring. That was enough to let common sense take over and stop. I know that no coach in their right mind would have their recreational marathoner run a long run of 20 in Week 5 AND Week 6 of their training plan. (Ok, so maybe that's why I don't have or want a coach.) I realized at that moment though that I was capable of running another 3 miles but it wasn't necessary. So I stopped. I'm in shape to run two marathons in 6 days. Now it's a matter of staying healthy and fine tuning things... and I have 12 more weeks to do it.

Saturday (1/23) - Zero miles. I have to get up at 4 freakin' 30 again to go to work so it will be another "rest" day from running.

Week 6 - 38 miles
Pretty happy with how things went down.