The hardest part of training is non-training. With the marathon fast approaching, my regimen has been dialed back significantly. I want to run, but my feet are a bit blistered for that. I figure that it's better to let them heal than to keep destroying them.
Two days in between runs instead of one. Three, four and maybe five miles instead of tens have been the distances.
Not to be a drag, but for the majority of this year the thing that I enjoy most has been running. I take that back, real life is just a break in between running. And real life is sub-mediocre when compared to the freedom of moving for miles and miles unhindered.
Luckily, a friends dad came through with some parts for my bike. I should have been cross training since the beginning, but, well I didn't have parts for my bike. Now I do. I think tomorrow's prescription is a long ride. See where the road takes me.
So yeah, back to subject. The hardest part of training is not training.
11 more days.
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