11, 12, 0, 13, 14, 15, 6.2, 15, 15-18, 10, 9.3, 12, 18-20, 15.
What are those? Lotto numbers? The number of times I've sworn at bad drivers in the last few months?
No, actually, although those respective numbers would probably be high as well.
Those are the distances I will run on each Sunday from now until the end of the year, health permitting.
There is one zero in there, but that's the weekend after Ragnar, and running the 10 miles with the Lopers that weekend might be preferable to running my combined 19.5 miles in the Ragnar. At some point during the race, I'm sure I'll feel that way.
Honestly, looking at those figures that way frightens me a bit. It's like, holy crap!
And that's just until January. There are five double-digit Sunday runs in January, the most being a 20-22 miler on Jan. 17. Double holy crap!
It's a means to an end, though. My end is 26.2 on Feb. 7 (gotta sign up soon). Those numbers are my means.
It might be enjoyable. It will definitely be rewarding. And it probably will be the hardest thing I've ever done in terms of running and exercise, the entire end-of-the-year stretch.
Whatever the case, my Sundays are spoken for from now until... forever it seems like.
3 comments:
Very impressive! That's a lot of miles.
What great planning, that makes my 1 mile a day look pretty sad, lol :)
Woot woot! Take it 1 week at a time. You are going to do great.
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