Well, I am officially entered in the NYC Marathon... M registered us both online and now I'm freaking out. The ING people who run the marathon are now sending me regular emails. I don't know what the hell I was thinking. Since we ran the Bolder Boulder last month, I've been doing some early morning scampers, but only a few days a week. My mileage is increasing and I even did an eleven miler but I still don't feel great. So far, my recoveries have been okay.
Here is part of an email I sent to a friend, S (a normal every day guy, who is training for an Iron Man), telling him about my plans to train:
We will likely do a half in a few weeks. Still running above nine minute miles... which is piss-poor, but eh.... nobody cares. I just want to survive. Run Forest Run! Which reminds me, I think they shot some of the running scenes for that movie in Flagstaff.
Hmmm... I also think that Flagstaff is where Forest Gump came up with the slogan, Sh*t Happens.