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June 20, 2007

She pointed at me and said "Mom."

She's a genius. She's incredible. I just can't get over her.

I ran eight miles this morning. It felt really good. I'm hoping to get up to ~35 miles this week. I was feeling like I was making progress. And then I revisited a thread on Letsrun that I'd marked as a favorite a long time ago about marathon training, in which the idea of lots and lots of slow mileage - laying a base before beginning training isn't ideal; that getting back into workouts was important. I hadn't planned on doing any workouts for a while, but maybe I'll start back sooner than I'd planned. It's not like my body is such a complete stranger to mileage that I need to be really conservative. I do have a history of higher mileage in these legs.

BUT ... The advice was aimed at someone returning to running after only a month off. I have had only a few forays above 20 miles per week in the past - geez - two and a half years, and had about a month completely off (and not in a relaxing way) in the past eight weeks. So my case is a little more extreme than the case they were addressing.

But I'm kind of itching to get back into it.

Posted by jenandmats at June 20, 2007 9:13 PM

Comments

Yea, MGS! Yea, Mom!

Posted by: Megan K. at June 21, 2007 6:02 AM