In Pete Pfitzinger’s book Advanced Marathoning there is a quote from Frank Shorter. You can’t run another marathon until you’ve forgotten your last one. The Chicago Marathon in already my rear view mirror. So that is where I currently stand…looking at the future.
I took two weeks off after the race. No running. I ate “bad” things that I wouldn’t normally eat during training. I did a lot of walking. My muscles recovered from everything I put them through. It was nice to get up on the weekend and just worry about drinking coffee instead of squeezing an 18 mile long run into my schedule. I got to have an extra beer or glass of wine on a Friday night. It all added up to recharging my batteries. Eager to run again and eventually avenge what happened at Chicago.
I started to run two weeks ago without a mandatory schedule. Run when and how far I want as opposed to what the schedule says. Running is just for fun for the time being. Don’t get me wrong, it’s always fun but now there is now self-imposed goals. Mileage is back up near 40 miles per week. There a couple of more races on the schedule. I have a 10K Turkey Trot in a couple of weeks. My best race of the year was a 10K so I’m hoping the running gods let me continue my success there. I may also run the last half marathon of the season as it is being run on my long run route. I know every inch of that pavement. Along with every hill, tree and pavement imperfection. 20 milers will do that to you. So I think it would be cool to see how I race my workout space.
Finally, the Brooks ID program is nearing expiration at the end of December. I got the newsletter tonight and I’m still not clear how their renewal process will operate. It’s cool to be part of such a great company as a rank amateur. Working the Rock n Roll expo for them was a lot of fun. Heck, I’ve even got non-runners interested in their products. I should know for sure in a couple of weeks. I really hope I get invited back. And even if I don’t they have me in their shoes for life.
And now for a tenuous musical interlude. Only because the first words of this song match my title. I told you it was shaky…