my dad mentioned that i seem happier than usual. and as much as i hate to admit it, he’s absolutely right- back in marathon training mode- how could i not be happier? i’m on a schedule. everything has a purpose. i’m being facetious, but the truth is i’m garbage without structure.
so week one is here- and it’s already intense.
Monday- 12 miles with hills
Tuesday- 9 miles, 4 @ hmp
Wednesday- 9 miles, 4 @mp
Thursday- 5 easy miles
Saturday- 15 Miles, 8 @mp
Sunday- 5 Recovery Miles
I like it.
i’m trying to be realistic about my pace goals. people on my team are so encouraging, but i think only i can really know my paces. my friend wants to pace me for a 1:40 half. other friends think i’m ready to train for a BQ. I don’t know. i want to feel proud when i cross the finish line, and i know myself, i’ll let myself down if i don’t meet whatever goal i set out for. i think i’ll use this month of training to evaluate where i’m at. 3:45 feels within my abilities, and part of me wants to go for that and be thrilled with anything faster. i find it really difficult to be proud when i hit goals that take so long to hit.
anyway. i’m happier.
also- this fatso is now on social media, so you can find me on instagram posting fatso running pics!