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Ten Miles
Yesterday was something of a milestone on the road to running the Marine Corps Marathon this fall—we ran ten miles! That explains why my legs hurt and I'm walking around like I'm an 80-year-old man. Of course, the fact that I did none of my “maintenance runs” (we're supposed to do 2, 30-40 minute runs during the week between long weekend runs) last week, and didn't do the long run (9 miles) last weekend might also have something to do with the 80-year-old achy feeling.
But minor aches aside, the fact that I could do ten miles yesterday and feel mostly fine with it gives me a great deal more confidence that I'll be able to make it to 26. I was pretty skeptical that the training program would be sufficient to get me into marathon shape—running 30-40 minutes twice weekly, plus a long run each weekend, just didn't seem like it would be enough. But it's working so far. I'd never run 10 miles before and now I'm not too worried about the 12 coming up next weekend.
Honestly, it's looking like the really worrisome part of this whole marathon thing is going to be the fundraising. Thanks to the generosity of some of my readers, my fundraising is moving along a bit, but I've got a long way to go. As I mentioned here, if you've ever wanted to do something nice for the imbroglio, now is your chance—donate today! Your donation is also totally tax-deductible and goes to an excellent cause, so you win, Whitman-Walker Clinic wins, its clients win, we all win. Win win win win. Don't you want to be a winner? ;-)
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About that Journal Thing
This weekend was a beautiful one here in D.C. After the last week of brutal heat and humidity, the last three days or so were absolutely heavenly—temperatures in the 70s and low 80s, relatively low humidity. . . to me it felt like October, which is often my favorite time of year. All of which explains why I am so not a friend of the journal right now, because instead of spending the weekend out and about enjoying the terrific weather, I spent it inside at my computer grading procrastinating grading journal write-on competitions. (And look—DG had to do it too!) Oh yeah, sure, I could have done this weeks ago so I would now be free to enjoy this wonderful weekend, but come on—would I do something today that I could put off until tomorrow? Of course not. That would just be too easy and make too much sense.
But hey, instead of feeling bad about being such a pathetic procrastinator I'd rather project my faults onto a terrific little scapegoat and say: Journal sucks. Don't do it.
p.s.: I'm on what is possibly the easiest journal in the history of journals and will actually end up doing very little for my four journal credits and that line on the resume, so in the bigger scheme of things I recognize that this whole journal dealio isn't bad. But I'm not thinking big scheme right now, ok?
