Ending with a Flurry

Sometimes, life gets in the way. Thank God. While I enjoy running and it makes me the rest of my life a lot better, it's the other stuff that really make life worth living. This weekend I managed runs of 10 miles on Saturday and another 11 on Sunday, and I was satisfied with that. It meant that I wouldn't reach 100 for the week, but with a big going away party scheduled for Saturday afternoon and a birthday party scheduled for Sunday afternoon, both of which were being hosted at my house, it wasn't the most pressing thing on my mind. So with the party on Sunday beginning to wind down in the early evening, I got a call from a friend who said he would be out doing a night-time run through the forest preserve at 9PM. My mind started working. Well, the kids should be about ready for bed by 8, so if I did 9 before meeting my friends, 4 with them and then another 4 afterwards I would be right at 100. I'm a sucker….I did it.

So yesterday was a tough day running-wise. My shoes officially got the boot from the house and have been relegated to porch duty. Apparently somewhere in the 987 miles that they have logged on them, they have acquired quite a stench to them. My wife finally had enough of it yesterday. To the porch with them. It's time for a new pair. My morning run was 11 miles with my kids in the double stroller. That was a fun run. They say that we are "going on a mission" and pretend that we are searching for something the entire time. Yesterday, we were in search of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. I'll admit that was my idea. Usually the route that we run on is full of deers running out in front of me, but of course, yesterday we didn't spot a single one. My daughter was disappointed, but I tried to keep her interest by pointing out every single bird and bunny that we saw. My son wassatisfiedd with that. Chloe…not so much. Then there was the improptu 17 miler at night. Since I finished somewhere north of 10PM, I haven't run yet today, but I hope to take care of that at lunch.

All in all, not a bad week, but not one that I'm particularly proud of. I did get to 100 miles in 9 runs, but I didn't manage to get in a single run over 17 miles and I had to go 28 miles on Sunday to reach 100…not exactly ideal. I guess it's all perspective. Last year I would have been absolutely thrilled if I could have managed a week like this. This year, the bar has been raised. I'll do better next week…just as soon as the feeling returns to my legs.

Weekly Mileage: 100 Miles
Avg. Mileage Per Run: 11.1 Miles
YTD Mileage: 1944 Miles