Thursday, June 9, 2011

The Dog Days

Is it too early to call it the Dog Days of Summer yet?

 I think so, but Wikipedia says the "Dog Days..."

"...define a time period or event that is very hot or stagnant, or marked by dull lack of progress."

It's plenty hot, plenty humid, and progress? I feel like I've taken a bit of a step back in motivation. Since Memorial Day I've missed three workouts and you've probably been wondering when I was ever going to post another blog. (You probably weren't, but humor me ok?). This is my training since I was hurt back in February. Everything seemed to be going along pretty well until last week (the first week of 12mi).

I think the Dog Days might best apply to runners in the early summertime. By now, most of the races have concluded due to the heat and humidity here in the South. The fall races seem so far off that the excitement hasn't set in yet as a motivator to try to get out and fight the heat. Perhaps by the time the "official" Dog Days get here, I'll have a laser-like focus on the Marine Corps Marathon preparation. Unfortunately though, training for that race doesn't begin for another month.

As I mentioned in a previous post I was looking for a September half-marathon, and I thought I found the PERFECT one. The Asheville Half Marathon in September. In typical Coffee fashion, it sold out about a week after I found it. Grrr

I went back to the drawing board and found another half in South Carolina. It's PERFECT! Wait...its where? Have you ever seen a person who is more glutton for punishment than me? A Trail half marathon on the heels of my last post here? I'm banking on the fact that it is in the lowcountry that it will be flat, and sandy. If its not, you'll be the first to know.

Lastly, I let a huge milestone pass without any fanfare. June 5th was the 2nd anniversary of the day I started on this journey. Fortunately I am nothing if not a good record-keeper. My files tell me that on that first day I walked/ran around my neighborhood (0.6mi) six times alternating walking and running laps for a total of 3.6 miles. Ten days later I was out for a week with my knees killing me to walk OR run. Good to know not much has mind still writes checks my body can't cash.

Had you told me that in two years that I would have run nearly 1600 miles and completed a marathon, I would have told you that you were crazy. But small steps all along have led to this point, and small steps will take me to where I want to go from here. If you're reading this, and just starting out, know that YOU CAN DO THIS. Set achievable goals and whatever you do...just don't stop running!

Thanks for joining me on this's to many, many more years!