Bleah. Tired, depressed, still having digestion problems. What's the deal? I'm starting to dread my runs, instead of looking forward to them. Am I reaching my burnout point? Is this all the farther my body can go?
Well, anyway, I did my 30 minutes today. This weekend is seven miles, so that shouldn't be a problem. I noticed, though, that our schedule calls for another 7 mile run next week, and 17 miles the week after that, December 3/4. That's the weekend I'm going on an excursion with my mom to Ontario Mills for Christmas shopping, and I'm not keen on the idea of running 17 miles the day before. I checked the schedule, and it looks like they've moved around some of the long runs to avoid having them on holiday weekends. Which makes sense, since a lot of people will be out of town, but I won't, so I'm thinking of rearranging my own schedule to do 16 miles next week, 8 the week after, then 18, 9, 20. Then I'd be back in sync with the AIDS Marathon. Trouble is, that has me doing 20 miles on Christmas weekend. I could do it... but I'm not sure how well it will work.
Guess I've got a couple of weeks to think about it. I'm doing 7 miles this weekend, anyway, for sure.
I got an email from the AIDS Marathon saying they hadn't received my recommitment form yet. I mailed it a couple of days before the deadline, and they should have it by now, but I suppose it could have gotten lost in the mail. In the back of my mind, I'm thinking, if they don't get it, I'll just drop out. Sigh. This is a lot harder than any of my previous marathons. I wish I were close enough to LA to run with the group.
Well, I'll stick with it as long as I can.
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