We are 3 weeks out from Boston, and things are going OK so far. As OK as can be expected when you are doing crap marathon training.
My official race packet came in the mail Saturday — with my packet pick-up info, expo map, guidelines and more. It made it all seem very real.
That and having done a 20-mile run that morning — the first of two for this “training” cycle — air quotes to remind myself that this is horrid actual training.
The run was easy and beautiful — a lollipop course through rural Minnehaha County. We ran gravel roads for 16 miles of it and had to climb two fences over a closed-down bridge at the halfway point. It was a gorgeous morning and I was so grateful to spend it with three of my favorite people — Owen, Erica and Chris.
I ended up swimming just under 3/4 of a mile on Sunday.
Last week I hit 40 miles — and the ease of Saturday gave me some confidence that Boston won’t be as horrible as I thought.
Beyond that, a few nuggets:
— I fell off my push-up bandwagon about 3 weeks ago, so I forced myself to pick it back up today. I did about 125 push-ups this morning, after running 5 easy miles.
— A wicked candy habit has replaced my push-ups, so today at work when I hit the afternoon slump that usually means repeated runs to the office candy jars, I forced myself to do push-ups instead, and got in another 100. It’s a start. I need to replace one bad habit (candy) with a good habit.
— I ran through yet ANOTHER blender this past week, somehow crushing the rubber seal on it. So, I had to buy my third blender in as many years. This time I went with an immersion blender. I don’t love it, after using it this morning. The kids like smoothies, too, and this mixing cup is too small to make enough for all three of us. That said, maybe I will drink less of one and lose some of the insane non-running weight I’ve picked up since Twin Cities. I am currently horrified by the state of myself and need to get it together, man.
That’s about all here. I leave you with this awesome photo of Jack: