When life interupts was the theme of this weeks training... sometimes life just happens:
Mon: 5 miles @ 8:27
Tue: 3 mile tempo run
Wed: scheduled rest
Thr: all hell breaks loose
Fri: 12 hr work day & 2 hr. comute = nada
Sat: 4 miles @ 8:20
Sun: 10 miles @ 8:50
salvaged a hectic week with a total of 22 miles of running. Had a rough Thursday afternoon.... could have written a country music song... was told I had to pull a 12 hour shift on Fri... got behind a wreck on I65 going home... arrived home to find our house dog partially paralyzed....trip to the animal hospital (degeneritive spinal disorder) $200.00 and he's on bed rest with a 50/50 chance... Call from mom in refernece to my ailing father... needs a very high risk back surgery... awaiting what the heart dr. has to say about it... Dads response, wants the surgery to relieve the pain and may as well be dead as to hurt like this.... and finally, my 18 year old quits his job that was a decent paying job with health care and a benefits package..... Wow! all in about a 3 hr time frame.... Beginning to grow numb on lifes blows... beginning a new search on lifes meaning.... beginning to think its crazy to pursue such crazy materialistic pursuits and beginning to think im crazy for working like a damn sweat shop slave to have a few of these items... today is just my 3d scheduled day off from work... stupid! looking for my life back... Also having thoughts of not being prepared for a full marathon... it really hurts at 10-14 miles, cant imagine having to do 26.2 again.... my nutrition has been stress eating and am having way to much back and knee pain....So, I will be altering my training program a bit in the next few weeks up to the marathon... going to take an extra day off... 6 run days a week is too much for me... just going to try to make it through this race and stick with minis and 5ks in the future... half the distance and twice the fun :)
1 comment:
Wow, Dino! Sorry to hear all this. Like ol' Forrest said, "Life's like a box chocolates. We never know what we're gonna get." Sometimes, it's the yummy chocolate we love. Other times it's that damn pink centered chocolate that sucks.
Brother, thinking about you, wishing the best for you, your pops, your son and all your crew.
I think your plan for the marathon is a good one. Who knows, less may be better and you may have your best race ever. Quality over quantity.
Life gives you hell, give it hell back. It can't whoop you! You're freakin' Dino Bravo!
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