Where I share my end of run thoughts
So, I’ve been running a fair bit more, lately. I’m still trying to figure out just what my running schedule will be throughout the year, but I do know I’ll be in Disneyworld, in April, running the Dark Side Challenge. And, howevermuch I like to claim that I can just “pull a half marathon out of my ass,” if I want to run 3/4 of a marathon over two days and still enjoy some time with my kids and not want to feel like I’m going to die, it means I need to train.
And so I’ve been training. These are the random thoughts that accompanied the end of today’s run:
- Dammit, I thought I was running faster than that.
- If I want to run faster, perhaps I should pay attention to my pace
- But paying attention to my pace will mean that annoying voice cuts into my ever-valuable audiobook1.
- I do so enjoy audiobooks.
- I think running makes me more sane.
- That’s only because I can have prolonged conversations, with myself, as I go.
- Dammit, now I have to skip back because I wasn’t paying attention to the story.
- So running faster. Why wasn’t I running faster? Probably because I’ve been running more and not giving my legs adequate time to rest.
- Also, your back hates you.
- And lunges.
- Maybe I should look into a training program, if I’m at-all serious about running faster.
- I should write these thoughts to my blog.
- Remember when I used to blog? That was awesome.
- But blogging regularly is a lot of work.
- I wish running made you regular — runner trots are no fun.
- You know what else is a lot of work? Sticking to a training plan.
- But training programs involve fartleks.
- And fartleks are a funny word to say.
- Dammit, gotta skip back in the audiobook again…