I had the rare opportunity to run with BOB yesterday. Who is BOB? A better question is: What is BOB? I'll give you a hint: I run with BOB often when I'm in Arizona. Yup, BOB is the big orange ball in the sky who put in a much needed appearance in the Pacific Northwest yesterday. It was a nice day without rain, shockingly enough. Yesterday was supposed to be an easy 5 mile recovery run, and for the most part, it was. My legs felt sufficiently good that I picked it up towards the end; picking it up was relative, because when I looked at my watch at the end, it wasn't very fast. This is starting to be a recurring theme, and I think I need to resign myself to it. I'm rethinking my goal pace for the marathon, so that I can have a good race without blowing up too early. Of course, I'm still hoping for my breakthrough, but I don't think it's gonna happen.
I do think I am fortunate that I am still able to run. Regardless of the pace, the fact that I'm still putting one foot in front of the other on a regular basis after 30+ years of running makes me feel like I've been pretty lucky.
17 days to go!
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