Monday, November 7, 2011

Love, Running, and Other Drugs.....

This past weekend was meant to be a time in which i did nothing more than sleep, slog a few miles, eat and sleep some more. After a tiresome past 3 weekends it was time for me to rest my weary head before i start to get back to respectable mileage after a hard 13.1 mile effort next weekend. As it turned out, i WAS able to at least make it through friday night/saturday morning according to plan, getting a solid 8.5 hours of sleep and waking up to go run an easy 30 minutes. But my plan soon derailed when a few hours later i found myself in an underground bar, hidden from the sunlight, and competing with some friends at a charity cornhole tournament serving 5$ pitchers. While my performance was respectable, I was not able to take home the prize as my rivals schwee and bj were a game away from doing.

By the time i got home i was fairly drunk and plopped down in bed debating whether i wanted to cook up something for dinner or give in to the shroud of drowziness enclosing the outsides of my eyes. But then Max called and once again, a few hours later, i find myself straying away from the plan, drinking some buds and wine before treking out to the bars to meet up with a few friends. After some dancing and drinking, i closed out the night crashing at my buddies place, regretfully getting wrapped up in the beautiful Anne Hathaway's 'Love, Sex, and other Drugs' before going to sleep at 5:30am.

3 hours later, Max and I awoke and upon returning to my place decided (still slighty intoxicated i might add) to go for a 10 miler. So we donned some running shorts and found a trail to glide along on for roughly 11 miles. I actually felt really good and it was probably Max's longest run so far in this Marathon "training" cycle(Just in time for the race 1 week away....)! Needless to say by the time i was entering the hangover stage, with 3 hours of sleep and 11 miles under my belt by 11:00 am, i was reduced to a hurting sack of flesh and bones.

But i did come out of the night with a dream. A dream to build up mileage the next few months, run a spring marathon, and maybe finally take some time to live like a starving artist and train with Maxuela for a while. It's still a ways away from becoming a reality, but it's good to have something to look forward to.

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