Where......

.....has all the fitness gone?


The first week of marathon training started inauspiciously. I didn't run. I claim it's because my father was really worried about me in the heat, which was true, but I could have gotten up earlier to run. I just couldn't be bothered. Instead, it was on the stationary bike and lifting some weights. Well. Where's my resolve?

So I got Ivy League to help whip me into action on Monday. As I left the house, I thought "Wow. I'm really glad I'm meeting somebody, else I wouldn't be going anywhere except to the couch." The day, while really productive paper-wise, was also really draining. My brain was non-functional and needed a rest.

I must remember that, sometimes, the best rest it can get is to go on a run.

After a brief negotiation, Ivy League and I decided to run down Ocean Parkway a ways. On our way through the park, we ran across the Engineer, who was planning to run long, having taken his kids fishing that weekend. Through some fancy talking, we persuaded him to run with us. Later, I was especially glad that we did.

For Ivy League is in much better shape than either me or the Engineer! We just couldn't keep up. But we had a great time trying! And I persuaded him to run down Eastern Parkway with me, so I had an escort home - an unnecessary but appreciated luxury. And I got in around 9 miles or so.

Remembering when........

I could do a turn-around run with no problem, even when both runs were much longer. I'm clinging to the thought that, in time, my rear will no longer ache with the thought of running again so soon! But, I had promised the Speedy Blonde.....

And again, so glad I got out the door! Remembering that it's usually better to do so is important, too. It's been long enough that I forget. Stupid memory.

In Central Park, listening to beach stories, experiencing the green after the rain. So nice. Back to writing papers in my spurt of productivity. I don't think it's coincidental that this is happening at the same time I'm finally able to run more. Managed to get in 7 or so today.

Now, if only I could come to peace with the rest of my life......

Oh. My other new pursuit. Scrabble. It's surprisingly interesting. I used to hate it. Maybe this indicates that I can reconcile myself with other elements that I don't like.