I am not silly enough to think that I actually have 301 followers. But that is what Blogger is telling me. On the verge of Google Friend Connect going away I am happy that new people are finding me interesting or amusing enough to hang out with. I know most of the "followers" don't come around anymore but I still want to celebrate you, faithful reader, who comes back time and time again. To read about how I am still running every day and still praying to get into that 100 mile race. Still running the same races as last year (hopefully a little faster).
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I move up another spot on THE wait list!
It does make me feel a little bit bad that in hoping to get into the Massanutten Mountain Trail 100. I am really hoping that 71 other people either hurt themselves, don't believe in themselves and simply can't keep up with the training. Let's not pretend any different, as bad as that is, I am hoping those 71 others hurry up and do it soon!
It was report card day. That is either a day of joy or a day of misery. As I am the mother of a rock star, it was a day of joy for her and pride for me.
But I am no any different than most parents. I can remember how my folks did it to me too.
The Scene: S'ghetti hands me her report card. Face beaming.
Me: That's great honey! Look at those grades.
S'ghetti: I improved my math grade and got 99% in science again! I am going to be a chemist...
She continues but I'm now comparing the first 9 weeks to the second. And as if nearly straight As wasn't good enough (which it is), I open my mouth and start saying how "we" con improve in a few places.
I don't pretend to be the best mom but even I should have known that all her hard work simply needed praise in that moment. The "extra work" in those other areas could have waited for a later time.
I secretly registered for another 50k. This one at the end of February. It was only $19.85 to register. But I'm not fooling anyone with fact that I will have to tell Hubbs that I need to do a "little" 31 mile training run...and it might require a hotel stay.
If you want to join me.
After 628 days of streaking you might think that those runs are so ingrained that I hardly think about them. Well, you'd be right. So much so that I am sometimes guilty of not thinking about how far I have already ran in a given week. I simply run my "usual" run each night. So I am not kidding when I say I haven't remembered to that an actual cutback week in about 8 weeks. And that is only if you count dropping down 4 miles as a step back.
If you don't use DailyMile then the 55 and 12 might look odd. That's the week that went from December to January so DM split it.
Since we will be traveling this weekend, I think I might actually be successful in stepping back!
I know my body will thank me even if my mind disagrees.
Are you thinking about "follower" with GFC going away?
Waiting it out for any races this year or did you get into everything you wanted?
Did you kids enjoy a joy-filled or misery-filled report card day?
Have you ever secretly registered for a race?
How many miles or what percentage do you use to call it a "step back" week in your training?