Plan A was to get up early yesterday and run in the morning, before a day of yardwork. I overslept and decided that I could run Sunday afternoon instead. So I helped
Plan B was to start running at about 1700 or 1800 hours this evening, after getting back from Kernersville, where we were visiting with a friend who is back home for a week. Lately, she's been in China, so our chances of catching up for a visit pretty much hinged on seeing her this afternoon. On the way to Kernersville, we had an epic fail of the right rear tire. Thankfully,
By the time we were back home and I could be on the street, it was about 1930 hours. And it was still raining. Hard. I had a call out to my coach,
As I mentioned, I got 8 miles. They were slow miles, but I feel real good about them. I'm not on schedule for the marathon, but I don't think I'm in bad shape at all. Running in the rain was lots of fun -- it really helped keep me cool. Running in the dark was not fun. At least I had a flashlight on my head.
So I'm thinking that next weekend will be 14 miles. And if I do 16 miles the next weekend, I'll be completely back on track for my training. That's actually very doable. I'll just have to be sure to make an effort not to oversleep for a morning run.