This has been a busy quarter end. Things are always busy for yours truly at quarter’s end. I’m not an accountant. I’ve been told many times that I won’t account for anything and everyone has been right so far. But my job comes to a climax every three months in one week long flurry of activity. I know what you’re thinking….a week long climax? Who’s got the time or energy?
So I’m happy it’s Friday. I’m not so thrilled with April though.
March was terrific. March was a huge kick in the ass for marathon training. March flew out of here on the wings of a panther with a surprisingly smooth and relaxed 18 miler @ 7:11 pace on Saturday. The next day, very little stiffness (t.w.s.s.). Then, on the final day of my birth month, I continued my slow build on the 800 express with 3 x 800 @ 2:50 pace with a finishing 400 thrown in afterwards @ 1:20 pace. Yes, March has been berry berry good to me.
April? So far, it’s been a kick in the groin. As the winged panther left, the winged llama settled in. Last night might have been the worst run of the year: nine miles of pure unadulterated misery. Chest burning, fever, allergies, and nary a climax to be found. Since I’m a slave to the training plan, I completed every step of the distance though even Garmin had enough and started malfunctioning 6 miles in. Coward.
March also completed 3 straight months of nailing every scheduled run (t.w.s.s.). That may be a first for me. That streak will stop this Sunday as the bunny is going to bring the kids’ some chocolate and me a missed long run, dinner with the in-laws and a 3 ½ car ride. Why does the bunny hate me? I’d rather have the kids’ chocolate. Or, at the very least, a chocolate-covered climax. (I wonder if Mrs. Nitmos will fit in a bunny suit?) I'd settle for a chocolate covered long run. And not in the way I think you think I mean.
I suppose the bunny could hide the kids’ Easter baskets so well that it takes an hour and a half to find them. Then, slip out the door in my Asics as they start wandering around the forest looking for them. Surprise! They were in my locked foot locker in the closet the entire time. I’ll get them out after I shower.
Then they would burst with excitement.
And so would I. (Because of my long run, sickos.)
Damn I’m glad it’s FRIDAY!
Happy bunny trails!
130 miles for March. As for April, in the words of the Mandelbaum's, it's time to 'take it up a notch.'
Alas, no Chicago Marathon for me. Registration has closed. Combined with Boston, that's two straight registrations that I've passively let fill up rather than take the leap. I'm developing a bit of the 'been there, done that' disease. Now I'm in the market for another fall marathon. Perhaps Detroit again - if we don't do the relay - or Grand Rapids (held on the same day as Detroit for some reason)? Maybe I'm subconsciously aligning the stars (and excuses) to do the Dances with Dirt 50k. (Check out the web site. Doesn't it look cool?) Maybe. ;)
Good luck to SLDP team member Tange (aka The Hello Kitty Mystery Runner) who will be attempting the Croom Fools 50 miler this weekend! Yes, Easter Weekend. In Florida. On lush foliage-lined, heat-trapping trails. 50 miles. Good luck with allll that. I hope the bunny brings you some Biofreeze and an I.V. drip.