Seeking a better country...

This is so funny:

Runners World:  Why now for your first attempt at the distance?
Pete Magill: I could give you an idealistic answer about climbing every mountain. But the truth is, after six national masters cross country titles, and numerous American age-group records, I get tired of people suggesting I’m not a real distance runner because I haven’t run a marathon. The chairman of U.S. Masters Long Distance Running holds this belief. Even the magazine I write for, Running Times—maybe you’ve heard of it?—last year didn’t include me in its age-group rankings, even though I had the fastest 50-plus 5K and 10K times ever for an American in the age division. I consider it my duty to show we 5K/10K and cross country runners can run marathons if we choose to.

I’m really tired of my neighbor, who’s run 5:30 or 6:00 for the marathon, telling me that if I trained harder I could do marathons. 

This evening my daughter's choir concert induced a brooding melancholy.  Before I started running I was pretty involved w/ choral music, and it has completely fallen by the wayside.  There simply isn't time to do it all.  So I hopped on the TM and dripped away my sorrows with 7 miles and the NLCS.   

6 p.m.  We (Jens and the three little ones) ran/biked/strollered to the apple tree and back.  We picked a dozen.  Jack ate one to the worm on the way home.  It was somewhat cool; my hands were a bit cold.  Good times with the group.

After a delightful day of employment, I returned home in time for a bit of a run before rushing off to see The Scarlet Pimpernel.  Early evening runs in October are delightful.  

3 weeks post marathon I am rudderless.  The only goal I have come up with for the rest of the year is to top 2000 miles.  This is a sleepy goal, requiring little effort; a scant 28 mpw.

My legs have no spring.  My rt ankle is irritated.  A tempo run might help, but I can't force one out of myself.