Friday, August 22, 2008

Flashback Friday: Midpoint of Sorts

Some day prior to the week of July 14, I created and printed out my official marathon training plan, an 11-week program plucked from the drink-addled recesses of my pickled little brain. Three days a week of running (sometimes an extra easy day for kicks), with an idea to do some cross training somewhere in there.

Last night, I completed my 17th run on my schedule, and I have 17 more before the Akron Marathon, with a half marathon in there for good measure. That, according to my expert calculations, means I'm halfway done with my training. So far, so good.


Next week will be my peak week. However, I'm done with 20-milers, as the next one I would have done would interfere with the Buckeye Half Marathon, my nemesis and where I plan to crack the 1 hour, 50 minutes barrier. I have one more set of 10 Yasso 800s. And then we'll be in taper mode. It's all happening so fast!

Back Talk
You leave a comment, I wait a couple days while I think of the perfect response.

Apparently, Legs Up leads Xenia to put her mind in the gutter: "I keep forgetting to try the legs up thing. God, that sounds wrong ..."

Answer: I'm glad I continue to inspire you. Yes, Legs Up is exhilarating, but don't stand up too fast or you'll topple over like a souse off a barstool. (Oh, and welcome back.)

Always the classy broad, the erratic epicurean sympathizes with my bowel issues on that fatal fateful 20-miler: "you can take bathroom breaks during a 20 mile run? hmmmm. i guess that is better than shitting yourself."

Answer: True, nobody likes a shitty run.

Trying out her detective skills, Virginia Dressler, another real-life friend of mine, attempts to track down my new track friend: "Was it this guy?"
Answer: If you actually paid attention to my description of my track friend, Ms. Dressler, you would know the answer to your innocuous question. This does not look like a "weirdo, red-headed step-child." It looks like a rhinoceros. Inspector Clouseau, you are not.

Happy Hour shall soon deliver us from our workaday stresses. Have a good weekend, my gentle readers. Run well and drink well.

14 comments:

S said...

I have never looked forward to a happy hour more!

tfh said...

Happy weekend!

Now it's all about reminding myself that happy hour doesn't start at noon on Friday. Not when the boss is in, at least.

Marcy said...

Actually that rhino thing looks like one of my kids! KIDDING! That was horrible. What a crappy Mom I am :P

Virginia Dressler said...

who's to say it's not a red headed rhino??

Viper said...

The fact that you can see its head and it isn't red kind of puts that issue to bed.

Sarah said...

Happy Hour shall soon deliver us from our workaday stresses.

Sigh...I have, against all that I hold sacred, decided to not indulge in anything tonight in advance of my 18-mile run tomorrow. I want to be in top form for my longest run ever on what promises to be a very warm, humid morning.

Of course, I write this at 12:45 and by the time I get home at 5:00 all my good intentions may fall by the wayside. We shall see.

Vanilla said...

5:00 can't come soon enough. Have a great weekend, Viper.

Roisin said...

I didn't know Ionesco runs marathons. Hmmmm...

Viper said...

Roisin, you're literary references are far too high-minded for this audience.

Xenia said...

My mind's always in the gutter, but you all help it along quite well.

I'm a bit disconcerted that you're being nice to me. Have you started happy hour already? I'm going to put my reservations aside though and just say thanks.

Have a good weekend.

Michelle J said...

Hi Viper, good training plan you have going!!! I am nowhere near that amount of running but i am on a running streak now, day 26 going to 35 days. BUT, i just got a little sick, bad cold and cough, i wonder if i could be rundown? I don't want to quit or admit defeat but the way i feel now, i am just not sure!!

M

the erratic epicurean said...

i don't know if you knew or not but my middle name happens to be "classy broad." no joke. the erratic "classy broad" epicurean.

Ms. V. said...

Akron. A marathon in Akron? Why?

P.O.M. said...

I wonder if all runners have some type of grid next to their desk/fridge. I get so excited to mark those big "X" marks. Maybe a little too excited.