Well, back to the abyss. I feel a need to shake things up, perhaps stirred would be more useful. More soluble that way. More interesting. I’d really prefer knob not degenerate into the mere recitation of splits and intervals, times and tempos. Been there, bored that. I’d like it if there were less “I” here. Erine is right. Why do you think I categorized my running posts as “narcissicm” when I started this navel-gazing some 20 months ago?
Guess I’m still in recovery mode, having trouble finding motivation. What did I say? I miss the halcyon days of over-the-edge marathon training. (Halcyon? See [1].) For a while I was inspired by the thought of a fast(er) Congress Avenue Mile, but that sunshine only lasted a few hours. Honestly, the thought of a season of fast intervals scares me. The thought of any intervals scares me. I’ve only done tempo, fartlek and progression runs for months now, since summer really, and I’ve grown fond of them. Per Daniels though, I think I need new “training stress”.
Aye, so training … I don’t know, I just don’t know. Here are my weekly mileage totals since the marathon: 6, 22, 55, 5. Fifty-five huh? Yeah, well, I was feeling good, then Sunday 12-miler I came crashing down. Felt like the marathon all over again, dead legs, sore hips, empty innards. Back to square zero. See [2].
See, didn’t I tell you this running banter was going nowhere?
How should I handle comments? Fletcher asked an interesting question. I usually don’t respond to comments with a comment myself because people never go back to old posts and check for responses. But I don’t want to seem like I’m ignoring all you fine folk taking the time to interact on this interwebs. Normally if it’s something I want to address I do so in a direct email to the commenter or in my next post. But I often forget. So what do you Knobbers out there suggest?

I ate so much over the holidays, to the literal point of sickness, yet still I’m getting the “you’re too skinny” banter from family and friends. Ha. This is what I need. Maybe I should write my own guide? “From 250 to 2:58: Complete Guide to Losing Weight by Running Scared”.
It’s not just my running that requires a change. I know what I want, I just need to grab it.
[1] Did I really write this? “I’m really having a lot of fun with this training, it’s going really well, and almost every day I can’t wait to wake up, get out there and see what happens. My tune may change in a month or two, and certainly at mile XX of the actual race, but right now I’m genuinely curious how this is all going to turn out. Will I blow up or will I blow it up?”
[2] So I wrote most of this blog earlier today, and I had a nice fartlek this p.m. which got the juices flowing and reinvigorated things. I’m still slow as f-dash-dash-dash and have no fitness, but there was a spark there … for something.
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well, at least as far as intervals go, you can ease back into it with 2K repeats on thursday, which are so long they barely qualify as interval training. to increase the degree of difficulty, show up for circuits on tuesday and don’t skimp on the lunges.
i don’t think you were slow at fartlecks, it sounds like you just petered out a little at the end. perhaps your legs still haven’t forgiven you for that little prank you played on them in dallas.
January 5th, 2008 at 11:09 amfor you….easy running….nothing faster than 7 min/mile. At least 4 weeks. no messin around. Plan your future accordingly.
January 6th, 2008 at 7:18 am