I
will start out each of these entries with a summary of my daily
workout. Pay attention. I am about to make a statement. Oh, and pay
attention to the footnotes that I sprinkle throughout these blogs. I
wouldnt want anyone to miss anything. That's sarcasm.
Today's workout: 5.75 miles on the treadmill at 9:15 min/m pace at 1.0 deg incline, with a fat sweaty guy next to me humming "Eye of the Tiger" over and over again.
Tomorrow's goal:
Get up at 5 am without hitting the snooze ten times. For an insomniac*,
you'd think it would be a hell of alot easier for me to get the hell
out of bed in the morning.
The
biggest challenge I am going to have training for this facocta marathon
is the long runs - not only fitting them on the weekends during the
race timing season (which rolls straight through into June) but also
finding someone with whom I can run. Although I hear that there are
parts of the City where you can "compensate" some fine young ladies to
do anything you can possibly imagine. I wonder if I can pay a hooker
just to run with me? I would actually pay to see a running hooker. In
heels.
Anyways,
back in 2010, I had the benefit of training with a group of people from
my running club who were all training for marathons that were happening
just about the same time as mine. Try running 20 miles alone. You'll go
f*cking out of your mind. You'll want to walk into a 7-11 and take a
hostage. You'll want to punch a Canadian in the face. But, this is the
kind of stuff that builds character - puts hair on your chest. It tests
your mental fortitude. Luckily, I happen to be mentally ill, so no
matter where I go I have a lot of voices in my head to keep me company. I
talk to myself at work. It's a whole thing.
The Japanese version of "Jackass."
I think that's "Steve-Roh"
Luckily,
the race season is over by mid June, and then I am more or less free
from then on to run my arse off. As a company, we do something call ed
"summer hours" starting the week of Memorial Day - work a couple of
long days and take a half on Friday- so I'll have some Friday afternoons
to do some long runs if I cannot squeeze them in on the weekend. I work
in Center City Philadelphia, and I am very close to the loop around the
drives. That's an 8.35 mile loop that's perfect for piecing together a
long run.
Boathouse Row, from the Greatest city on Earth.
* I really am an insomniac. I take Ambien like tic tacs
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