Every Mile Earned

I like to do week in review when I'm training but January wasn't really a training month. It was more of survival month.  We had a pretty mild January but anyone who has ever spoken to me for more than 5 minutes, from December to at least the end of February, knows I hate winter. Even a mild winter (as much as I appreciate it) is still winter. If it's not 80 degrees outside, I'm cold. I've been battling congestion, a cold and general ill feeling. My family has been in the same boat.  I know I'm whining but it's so hard to get up and moving when it's dark and cold plus feeling like crud. My road. I don't run here when the weather is bad. I think of all the runs I did, one stands out as a really rough one.  It was in the teens and had snowed the night before. I wear Vibrams, which really lend zero protection from the cold.  I wore my trail ones to try to give myself a bit of traction in any snow I might encounter. It was in the teens my toes...

Ah, the blessed recovery week.  I couldn't wait to have a week of lower mileage, less strength training and sleeping in at least an hour or so.  By the end of the week I was tearing my hair out wanting more challenge!! My 16 mile long run on last Saturday left me feeling pretty defeated. It didn't go at all like I had hoped but at least I finished all the miles. My Musician met me at the end of mile 12 with ice water and took my CamelBak from me. I just wanted to crawl into the car and go home with him but I finished the last 3 miles. Him and Tink started walking down our road to meet me as I was doing my cool down walk up our hill.  I need their smiles to wrap my first cycle of marathon training. My biggest supporters  My week started with a pretty rough workout but it was to prepare me for the goal race I had this weekend. Monday was a track workout of 7x1000m repeats at race pace. While I was doing it, I hated it but after I realized how much confidence...