Alright, so I get to start training hard again! I was super pumped about that on Monday. Now it’s Wednesday and I’m tired and I don’t really wanna play anymore. I laid in bed for an hour today before finally getting my lazy ass up for my morning run, my 7miler was a painful 49min shuffle, and when I got home I laid on my floor for another 20min just because it seemed like a good thing to do. I was very late for work today. This stuff is hard…and I’m only three days in! I blame this new strength and mobility routine that I just started doing. This routine in quite difficult and very humbling. All sorts of squats and lunges and balancing and jumping and other shit. It is really exposing how pathetically weak and uncoordinated I have become. I used to fancy myself as somewhat of an athlete. I was clearly delusional, because man, if it is not running in a straight line from point A to point B then I am friggen useless. I am now even avoiding running on tracks because the turns make my hips tight. Tight hips from gradual turns! Oh god, It is depressing. Not only has this routine made my athletic shortcomings painfully obvious, it has also caused me to be in a near permanent state of rigour mortis for the past two weeks. I feel like an 80yr old. Last but not least it has apparently also turned me into a whiny bitch. Sorry.
So the Marathon eh? back at it for another go. Third times a charm. Yeah that is a saying that I have been hearing a lot lately. People will be like “you running another marathon?” and I say “yeah” and then they look at me, and with a mixture of sympathy and pity in their eyes they say “well I’m sure you’ll do great, third times a charm!” I don’t like that saying, it is just something you say to someone who has sucked at something twice already and is to stupid to just move on. I’m pretty sure at this point I don’t even like this event. I’m not even running it because I want to. I want to run a fast marathon just for spite. I am going to run a fast marathon just to show that bastard that it does not completely own me. Because as of now, the marathon certainly does own me. It has bent me over pretty severely twice now. My goal is to finish my next marathon in a solid time, give that event the finger, then become a miler. The mile is sexy, chicks dig the mile.
Seriously though, I am off my 6weeks of dick around time and ready to roll again. And I certainly am looking forward to cranking out the work and attacking this marathon game again. That was the best downtime that I have ever had. I partied a lot, had a lot of fun and I met some awesome new friends, now I am refreshed both mentally and physically. Time to get at it. We have a tentative plan right now and it’s all systems go. Gotta get the mileage back up here for a few weeks, gonna loose a few pounds and shed this little beer gut I grew, then the marathon grind is back on. Sweet man, at it!
So that was a little running update. I figure that I’ll probably give a little write up each week talking about my training and such. I generally don’t talk to much about running because I find it boring, but I really like conversing with all you fine folks about the trials and tribulations that we all go through as runners. It is a cool sport because pretty much everyone can relate to each other on one level or another. We all basically go through the same stuff, both the highs and lows. Also I am about to become a very boring person and I’ll probably have nothing else to write about!
Hmm…Do I actually have any non-running stuff to talk about? Oh man, so it has already begun, boring training Rob is here. Crap. umm…well, sonofabitch. back to work I guess.