This morning I woke up dreading my long run. (Okay technically I went to sleep last night already dreading it.) Yesterday I confessed that I’ve reached that part in marathon training where I want to quit.
My marathon training plan said to do a “Half Marathon” this weekend. But I’m going out of town and had originally planned on doing 18 today and doing 13.1 as a step back the weekend of the 19th (when I’m going out of town again!).
But, I only ended up doing 14 miles. Technically this is okay since my plan called for 13.1, but this means I have to do 19 next weekend and 20 the Thursday before I go to HLS! No excuses.
I may want to quit marathon training right now, but I already signed up for this one so I’m telling myself this may be my last one ever. I have to keep going. I don’t have to do another one after this though.
Someone asked what sunblock I use when running. Okay, I am totally busted to admit this but I don’t use sunblock on shorter runs during the week, only long runs. The fact that I have to admit that means I feel like a tonta and will now be wearing it every day.
I do at least remember to spray the sunblock on my part when I do braids
American Express Prepaid is sponsoring me to attend and I’m super excited to be working with them (my regular credit card is an AmEx and I already love the company).
I’m also excited because Ben and I have been trying to stay on budget and a pre-paid card really helps control spending without having to worry about carrying cash all the time.
Help me out…
I run a certain route around my neighborhood twice a week, sometimes 3 times. I have seen an older man on a bike with 2 kids he is having run. It’s a girl (I’m guessing) around 3-4th grade and a boy maybe 6th grade?
I see them running a lot (often and length of time). They don’t seem happy (but most people aren’t exactly smiling as they go along, right?).
Today as I was headed out around mile 2 I saw the boy running. His shirt was already very sweaty. He was limping a bit and as I caught up to him he stopped. I asked if he was okay and he said his knee hurt. I told him to be careful and stretch it out before he started again and I ran off. The dad/grand dad was not around right then. I didn’t want to say too much because he shouldn’t really be talking to strangers (read: sweaty red-head blogger).
As I came back at least 90 minutes later he was still running! I passed him up and saw his grand dad around the bend watching. He yelled something to him in another language and the kid turned around to do another lap.
I feel weird about this. I stopped a couple I always see on the path and asked them if they noticed the running kids too. The lady said she thinks the boy may run with a local high school cross country team, but the little girl is obviously still in elementary. They agreed that it was odd and a bit much.
Even if he is in cross country – running for 2 hours and saying his knee hurts – isn’t there something wrong with that? I could have just caught them on a long run day like I was doing, I don’t know the whole story. I’m sure I’ll see them again.
What would you do? Nothing? Say something? Blog about it because you’re not sure what to do??
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