Didn't want to go on this run AT ALL. I had to drag out the underarmor...I hate cold.
Once I got going, though, I felt good. I was going easy--about 9:15 pace, and I was pretty consistent throughout. I'm glad I got out.
I worked toward the last two miles on my limp-wristed right hand. For some reason, when I'm not paying attention my right hand goes all cockeyed. I've seen pictures. It's not pretty. Sometimes when I'm running I catch sight of it in my shadow. The only problem with concentrating on my right arm is that I sacrifice a little bit of speed. I'll keep working on it so it becomes natural. I guess I'd rather be efficient right now. I'm just not that fast.
I'm just guessing at my marathon pace right now. I'd like to get in a 10K or longer soon so I can have a better idea. My last 5K I didn't push it at all. My two goals for the marathon are to finish and to beat Oprah's marathon time. I know I can finish because I'm dedicated to training, but never having run more than 10 miles, I'm nervous about the Oprah thing. She probably had the resources to hire one person to force her to pick up her feet, one person to yell at her when she hit the wall, AND one person to slap cookies out of her mouth (not factual, but that would be pretty awesome). I just have my own nagging voice...
But I am in pretty good shape and I'm getting better as I log more miles. I do feel guilty about missing Sunday, but I was bad this weekend and graduation took a long time. | 