Perspective is a strange thing. A year ago, I looked at marathon training plans calling for 45 miles a week and thought that was way more than I can handle. Right now, I feel like I'm taking this week kinda easy, and I'll do 60 miles this week. Next week, near 70; the next, over 70. But I know I can handle that, because I've already done it.
Tonight, back on the TM for an 8.5-mile progression run, topping out at GMP for the last 0.75. I stepped up the pace a little more quickly than usual, and the result was an average nicely under 9:00 pace. Almost had a TM mishap of the type I've been fearing; no stumble, but I wasn't quite paying enough attention to my cadence and the belt almost took me off the back of the TM until I realized what was happening and scrambled back to the middle of the belt.
Off tomorrow, then 16 on Saturday, and then I'll go do my civic duty Saturday afternoon and vote early with my family -- including my 18-year-old son casting his first official ballot. So, since I'm not running on the last day of October, I end the month with a new monthly PR of 244 miles. | 