Chugging Along

First of all, I think I need to watch what I write here. I'm upsetting my grandmother. Grammie — I'm doing great. Don't worry. Thanks for the email.

Based on my last post, my grandmother sent me an awesome email. Why? Because my grandmother is awesome. Anyway, along with that email and my run yesterday at the trail running series, I'm feeling better. Still the big test is the long run, most likely Monday. But really whatever happens Monday, my grandmother thinks I'm going to do awesome in the marathon, so I'm going to do awesome. I wish I'd known this before all this training.

Plan for the trail running series was to run a 2-mile warm up and make a decision on whether to run or not and how hard to go. I felt pretty solid during the warm up, so I decided to give it a go. And, as anyone who has ever run a race before, as soon as you're being time, you go for it. But, you can also only kind of go for it. I only kind of went for it. In short, I felt pretty good, but my legs were really tight. My hamstrings especially. I'm not going to say I dogged it from mile 2 to 3, you know, because I was going for it, but I held back a touch. I didn't want anything to explode. I ended up about 30 seconds slower than my fastest and 30 seconds faster than my slowest. Overall, I'll take it.

I had a whole bunch of other stuff I was going to write about today, but I forgot about it. I bet it was hilarious.