So pretty much rock bottom in my running life happened last week. I was on my way up a long hill and nearly panicked when I looked up and saw how far I had to go. I felt like death. Still, with some encouragement, I pressed on. At the top I doubled over and nearly […]
I can’t believe I am brave enough to share this, the one and only picture I took at Sunday’s race. I had just stepped off of the marathon course at mile 26 so that Carolyn could run the last .2 to the finish where she would meet her family.
After the first 60-plus mile week in a while, I am toast.
Slowly, over the last few weeks, I have been increasing my mileage. My first week back after a two-week post-Boston-marathon-no-running break, I logged about 22 miles. Last week I pushed that up to around 32. And this week I hope to make it to 40.