Mini-baboo will be run with me. I know my 5-minute-walk, 5-minute-run pace will drive him crazy. but he had to agree to it or wouldn't be allowed to do the marathon. If he feels pretty good after mile 20, he can take off. This will be a celebrating of sorts of his up-coming 17th birthday. He astonished me again this week by turning down an opportunity to go to Dallas for spring break, telling me, "I have two really important projects due when I come back, and I need to work on them."
Um, who are you and what did you do with my son--the know the one; he mouthed off to me, made every excuse in the world to avoid assignments and work? Huh?
Or, is this another example of the magic wrought by triathlon? Or maturity? Or both? Whatever. I don't question it! I just accept it and am happy.
The second announcement is that I ran 12 miles today much more comfortably. I had some twinges toward the end after mile 10 or so, and did the stretches here and in the picture at the right.
Just imagine flipping the picture counter-clockwise one turn: I was standing up at an iron gate about 30" or so high, with my bend leg on top of the gate, leaving forward, for about 30-45 seconds. Aahhhhh. After that, I was good to run again. Which tells me that I will need to stop and stretch at the trail run on Saturday.
6 days to the Grasslands Marathon.
Here's my distance totals for 2008 so far (Remember, I was sick most of February, so that brought my totals down pretty dramatically):
- Bike (including spinning) 149.6 Mi
- Run: 190.97 Mi
- Swim: 1000 M (yeah, I know. It'll be picking up here real soon)
- Strength/Pilates: 2:30