This past weekend (week, for that matter) was certainly an excercise (no pun intended) in how to manage life and running. Having missed Wed nite's run due to the dreadfully-menued Ambassadors Ball, I missed Thursday night as well, due to pure personal choice. It wasn't food poisoning [see dreadful dinner at the Ball, above] but close, so I said screw it and stayed in front of the Tigers game at 9 pm.
So Friday night's 7 subbed for Thursday, leaving me one night down for the week. Saturday, had to go out early and long, because Will's 5th birthday party was Saturday afternoon. Did 16 that morning, then had 8 5-year olds over for a few hours of insanity. I know, broke the rule on party guests (age+1) but the kids had a great time. Sunday, did 10 quite early, as we all went to the final, last-ever baseball game at RFK stadium. I note that Friday night I watched the Tigers and then went running at about 10 pm; Saturday I was out doing my long run at 10 am, so 2 runs less than 12 hours apart made for some sore legs come Sunday. And today too!
The end of this week will mark the 30 day clock on the Marine Corps. I plan to go 18-20 on Saturday along Northwest Branch and the Anacostia, and then begin the tapering process. This week is also our Board, and the next month will be an insane time for work and home (I'm missing Will and Ann's birthdays this week due to Board events).
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Life sure doesn't make this running thing easy! But I guess that's what makes it all the more gratifing when we put in the miles.
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