Sucky Run

I can only hope that next weekend goes better than this weekend. For a short 6 mile run, it seemed to drag on forever. It seemed like it was going to be a cool morning, but that quickly faded. It was just extremely humid. I can also report that I officially do not like these shorts. I saw people wearing the shorts all over town as a I ran. They appeared to be quite happy in theirs. Meanwhile, I have to stop every 2 miles and grease my thighs up with more aquaphor. At least the shorts have a pocket! The socks were fine, but I don't know that they lived up to all the hype. They felt like socks. They were comfortable, but I can't say I felt like my free range toes helped me run any better. They sure are cute though.

Taper Week is Coming

It's hard to believe, but next weekend is it. Where did the time go? The good news is that my knee appears to have made a full recovery!

I can't believe that next Sunday I will be able to run 14 miles, but I've done it before. It seems like such a lofty goal. This weekend's short long run (sounds crazy when I state it like that) of 6 miles is going to be the testing ground for my exciting new toe socks and shorts. Everyone goes on and on about how great these injinji socks are because they keep your toes separated and cut down on blisters. They also apparently give your toes freedom to move around, so your toebox feels more comfortable. They feel kind of weird just trying them on. I will have to run in them for the miracles to occur I guess. I also bought some of those Nike Tempo shorts that I see almost everyone in. Given my thigh friction issues, I may be inviting disaster. So if you see me on the side of the road with my shorts on fire and gloves on my feet, this should explain. And please pull over and put me out. Thanks!

4 Weeks to Go!

It's hard to believe, but in a month Tupelo will be here. This week has been frustrating as Marc has done all our workouts while I have piddled along on my busted knee. The good news is that after a week of babying my knee seems to be working. It doesn't seem as sore when I sit on the couch at night. Sometimes it would just feel uncomfortable and I would just keep moving it around to find a good position for it, but now I'm not having to do that, even after Saturday's long run. Hopefully I'm on the road to recovery!

Unfortunatley we were not able to sign up for the Lake Lowndes Duathlon. It just didn't seem smart to push my knee through 4 hard miles of running and 13 miles of biking if I didn't have to. And the Du wasn't the point of all this training, so we just let it go. I guess now we're freed up to do that 12 mile long run.... oh joy.

Wobbly in the Knees

Things were going great, but it appears my knee may derail this Tupelo train. It's been fussy of late, so Marc and I have made some compromises on the workouts. Hopefully by babying the knee a little, it will respond by not being testy. This is how my Tupelo dreams went down in 2007, so I don't want to repeat that. I have learned one thing though - register late. It's worth the extra $10 to not pay $40 for an event I can't compete in.

Running at the Refuge is great fun. I don't know where all the traffic came from Saturday, but it felt like we were on Whitfield with the way folks were blowing by us (and this wasn't even on the paved road!).

Last week we also had some major drama on the interval run. It was raining, so we moved our show inside. Two empty treadmills upstairs seemed inviting. We started to notice that the gentleman seated by the water fountain looked pretty rough, and he was. He was actually dead. He died in front of us while we ran. It was hard to deal with at first, but I know that it was simply his time and if we were meant to stop it, God would have allowed us to. Rest in peace Frank.