4 miles (including 4X800@4:15)
I suppose it is only fair to mention here that Pete kicked my butt in the speed workout this week.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Day 21 - March 28, 2010
4 miles 3@8:25
It is amazing how different you can feel about a run, based on just a few seconds. I feel great about this one. I mean, I ended up running my tempo faster than my speed intervals, and more importantly, I totally kicked Pete's butt (haha)!
It is amazing how different you can feel about a run, based on just a few seconds. I feel great about this one. I mean, I ended up running my tempo faster than my speed intervals, and more importantly, I totally kicked Pete's butt (haha)!
Friday, March 26, 2010
Day 19 - March 26, 2010
4 quality miles - warm up, 1 mile @ 8:35, 8X15 second hill repeats, 1 mile @8:50, cool
This week, Pete and I add tempo runs and quality runs to the schedule. The "quality" runs should include hills or speed intervals, or both!
Looking here at my times, I can't help but be a little disappointed. I only compete with myself. A lot of people will always be faster than me, and there will always be people slower than me, but I really like to see my times improve. These times are certainly not an improvement. It seems the more I run, the slower I am...
This week, Pete and I add tempo runs and quality runs to the schedule. The "quality" runs should include hills or speed intervals, or both!
Looking here at my times, I can't help but be a little disappointed. I only compete with myself. A lot of people will always be faster than me, and there will always be people slower than me, but I really like to see my times improve. These times are certainly not an improvement. It seems the more I run, the slower I am...
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Day 17 - March 24, 2010
7 miles 1 hour 18 minutes
Today Pete and I ran together for the first time since November. We shared a slow, pain-free, pleasant run. It was the kind of run I pictured when I decided to run the marathon with him. We had the most intellectual and amazing conversation we've had in a while, covering everything from politics to parenting, and history to philosophy. That kind of conversation is not often a part of the daily routine for me. It sometimes seems days go by when the only thing Pete and I talk about it is scheduling and what appears on the dry erase calendar.
I have never run with anyone except Pete (with the exception of one quick run with a girlfriend one time, and that is another story). When I first starting running, Pete and I did some 8-9 milers together, back when that distance was always excruciating. We didn't do a lot of talking, especially during the second half of the run. Recently, we tackled a lot of tempo runs (and some other long runs where we would run the second half at tempo - ah the torture) together, and that is not the time for talking either.
The run gave me hope I might actually finally experience the phenomenon I've heard so much about...running with someone will help you really get to know a person on a new level and bring you closer together. Other than getting to know myself better out there, it is something I've never really experienced. I'm really looking forward to all of the time we will have running together while training for this race, and in the years to come.
Today Pete and I ran together for the first time since November. We shared a slow, pain-free, pleasant run. It was the kind of run I pictured when I decided to run the marathon with him. We had the most intellectual and amazing conversation we've had in a while, covering everything from politics to parenting, and history to philosophy. That kind of conversation is not often a part of the daily routine for me. It sometimes seems days go by when the only thing Pete and I talk about it is scheduling and what appears on the dry erase calendar.
I have never run with anyone except Pete (with the exception of one quick run with a girlfriend one time, and that is another story). When I first starting running, Pete and I did some 8-9 milers together, back when that distance was always excruciating. We didn't do a lot of talking, especially during the second half of the run. Recently, we tackled a lot of tempo runs (and some other long runs where we would run the second half at tempo - ah the torture) together, and that is not the time for talking either.
The run gave me hope I might actually finally experience the phenomenon I've heard so much about...running with someone will help you really get to know a person on a new level and bring you closer together. Other than getting to know myself better out there, it is something I've never really experienced. I'm really looking forward to all of the time we will have running together while training for this race, and in the years to come.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Day 14 - March 21, 2010
8 miles 1 hour 24 minutes
I must admit, it felt quite good to put on my headphones and escape the filthy house this morning. I didn't just take two unplanned rest days from running, but also from my household chores. I spent 20 hours sleeping off strep throat on Friday, and spent most of the day yesterday on the mountain for the last ski day of the season. (Oh, I have to admit, I'm such a proud Mom watching Sylvia ski). The results of two days off around here were not pretty, for my body or the house.
I started out today a little dehydrated, probably low on iron, with a freshly bruised knee (the bad one) from banging it on the truck hitch yesterday. It didn't matter. It felt great to leave behind a dirty house and an annoyed husband (annoyed by my nagging, of course) and head out into the spring sunshine.
The run felt easy. As you can see from my pace, I was not pushing it. The pace is not even really accurate. I stopped my watch at red lights. I was worried if I didn't do that, I'd end up with an eleven-minute mile pace, so I guess I cheated a bit. In some ways I celebrate the easiness of this run, but, really, I know better than that. In a few weeks an 8 mile run will only be half a long run, and I doubt even stopping the watch at red lights will save me from an eleven-minute pace.
And...one quick unrelated question....Does anyone else suffer from motion sickness or vertigo while running with sunglasses? So wierd!
I must admit, it felt quite good to put on my headphones and escape the filthy house this morning. I didn't just take two unplanned rest days from running, but also from my household chores. I spent 20 hours sleeping off strep throat on Friday, and spent most of the day yesterday on the mountain for the last ski day of the season. (Oh, I have to admit, I'm such a proud Mom watching Sylvia ski). The results of two days off around here were not pretty, for my body or the house.
I started out today a little dehydrated, probably low on iron, with a freshly bruised knee (the bad one) from banging it on the truck hitch yesterday. It didn't matter. It felt great to leave behind a dirty house and an annoyed husband (annoyed by my nagging, of course) and head out into the spring sunshine.
The run felt easy. As you can see from my pace, I was not pushing it. The pace is not even really accurate. I stopped my watch at red lights. I was worried if I didn't do that, I'd end up with an eleven-minute mile pace, so I guess I cheated a bit. In some ways I celebrate the easiness of this run, but, really, I know better than that. In a few weeks an 8 mile run will only be half a long run, and I doubt even stopping the watch at red lights will save me from an eleven-minute pace.
And...one quick unrelated question....Does anyone else suffer from motion sickness or vertigo while running with sunglasses? So wierd!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Day 11 - March 18, 2010
4.0 Miles 38:51 Minutes
Today's run felt okay. My knee feels much better, and I think I am finally over my cold. Pete, on the other hand, is very congested and not feeling well. We postponed our long run until Sunday. Hopefully he will be feeling better, and we will be able to run together.
Yesterday, Pete and I took an unplanned rest day. After one too many glasses of wine and very little sleep, 4 cups of coffee and a shower just sounded a lot nicer than a short run under Missoula's gray skies. We promised ourselves we would make up for it by the end of the week. I must admit, the Vampire Weekend show was certainly worth being a few miles behind for the week. In response to my last post's question regarding if dropping everything and going down to Missoula for the show in the middle of the week was going to be worth it....well, after that show, I think I might follow every great idea that comes to me while out on a run.
On the car ride over to Missoula, Pete and I talked about the high hopes we had for the show. I was really hoping they would do something unexpected and special. I wanted to see big personalities, a cover song with their own take or twist on it, some mid-show heart wrenching solo from Ezra, or, in other words, I wanted to see something from them that I've seen from one of my other favorite bands in the past. I'll never forget Eddie Vedder's solo version of Tom Petty's "I Won't Back Down", and no one can entertain the crowd like Jeff Tweedy. I wanted something similar. I did not get it. Vampire Weekend simply came out and performed their songs. There were no covers, not really any improvisation, very little talk or interaction with the crowd, but I love those songs, and it turned out, all they had to do was play them for the show to be special for me. The sound was perfect. Ezra Koenig's voice was exactly the same as the album - soft, but strong. The crowd was engaged, and I was dancing and sweating and jumping like I haven't done in ten years. Really, what more can you ask for?
As Pete and I were walking out of the show, sweaty, exhausted and happy, the guy behind us yelled out, "I love this town. I'll never leave." I looked at Pete and said something like, "Did he really just say that?" Pete just rolled his eyes at me, but it almost felt like it the comment was directed at me. Missoula will never lose its' magic for me. I'm glad we will be running the marathon there. We may need to borrow a little of the town's magic on that Sunday morning in July.
Today's run felt okay. My knee feels much better, and I think I am finally over my cold. Pete, on the other hand, is very congested and not feeling well. We postponed our long run until Sunday. Hopefully he will be feeling better, and we will be able to run together.
Yesterday, Pete and I took an unplanned rest day. After one too many glasses of wine and very little sleep, 4 cups of coffee and a shower just sounded a lot nicer than a short run under Missoula's gray skies. We promised ourselves we would make up for it by the end of the week. I must admit, the Vampire Weekend show was certainly worth being a few miles behind for the week. In response to my last post's question regarding if dropping everything and going down to Missoula for the show in the middle of the week was going to be worth it....well, after that show, I think I might follow every great idea that comes to me while out on a run.
On the car ride over to Missoula, Pete and I talked about the high hopes we had for the show. I was really hoping they would do something unexpected and special. I wanted to see big personalities, a cover song with their own take or twist on it, some mid-show heart wrenching solo from Ezra, or, in other words, I wanted to see something from them that I've seen from one of my other favorite bands in the past. I'll never forget Eddie Vedder's solo version of Tom Petty's "I Won't Back Down", and no one can entertain the crowd like Jeff Tweedy. I wanted something similar. I did not get it. Vampire Weekend simply came out and performed their songs. There were no covers, not really any improvisation, very little talk or interaction with the crowd, but I love those songs, and it turned out, all they had to do was play them for the show to be special for me. The sound was perfect. Ezra Koenig's voice was exactly the same as the album - soft, but strong. The crowd was engaged, and I was dancing and sweating and jumping like I haven't done in ten years. Really, what more can you ask for?
As Pete and I were walking out of the show, sweaty, exhausted and happy, the guy behind us yelled out, "I love this town. I'll never leave." I looked at Pete and said something like, "Did he really just say that?" Pete just rolled his eyes at me, but it almost felt like it the comment was directed at me. Missoula will never lose its' magic for me. I'm glad we will be running the marathon there. We may need to borrow a little of the town's magic on that Sunday morning in July.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Vampire Weekend
Okay, out running...a lot of crazy stuff goes through your mind, right? I'm constantly making plans out there, coming up with vacation ideas, plotting cross country ski dates with my mom friends, thinking of new ways to try to get my non-running friends running, not to mention a constant stream of Facebook updates, and now, topics for this blog....A lot of times, what seems like a perfectly simple and wonderful idea out there is really not such a good one when I get home and back to reality. And sometimes the ideas really are perfect.
So, the first time I listened to the Vampire Weekend Contra album, I decided to run the marathon with Pete. The second time I listened to Contra, (after dancing at stoplights...honestly) I came home with another big idea. Vampire Weekend was playing in Missoula, and I felt it necessary we see them. I woke Pete up a little early and made him call his co-worker, while still in a state of partial sleep, to try to get the time off work. Luckily, he got a hold of him right away, and he agreed - (hero!). We purchased tickets just hours before they sold out. Tomorrow night is the concert, and I have very high hopes for the evening and the show. We shall see which of these two impulsive running decisions was the best one...
So, the first time I listened to the Vampire Weekend Contra album, I decided to run the marathon with Pete. The second time I listened to Contra, (after dancing at stoplights...honestly) I came home with another big idea. Vampire Weekend was playing in Missoula, and I felt it necessary we see them. I woke Pete up a little early and made him call his co-worker, while still in a state of partial sleep, to try to get the time off work. Luckily, he got a hold of him right away, and he agreed - (hero!). We purchased tickets just hours before they sold out. Tomorrow night is the concert, and I have very high hopes for the evening and the show. We shall see which of these two impulsive running decisions was the best one...
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Day 6 - March 13, 2010
3 miles - No Watch
Running before 8:00 a.m. is not for me. When Jackie Greene's Gone Wanderin' started to play half way through the run, it was so fitting. "And I should be home in bed, but the notion in my head, keeps telling me to ramble on....". I'm really glad it was just a three miler!
Running before 8:00 a.m. is not for me. When Jackie Greene's Gone Wanderin' started to play half way through the run, it was so fitting. "And I should be home in bed, but the notion in my head, keeps telling me to ramble on....". I'm really glad it was just a three miler!
Friday, March 12, 2010
Comments
Rest Day
I love comments, and thanks to those of you who have made one. I'm still confused as to where I should respond...Should I respond with my own comment? Should I respond personally? For now, I've decided to respond personally, because I doubt anyone is checking this blog enough to look back at the comments to see if I made a response.
So, if you look at my last post, you will see a comment from Sarah Bowen Shea. For those of you who do not know who she is, Sarah and her friend Dimity are the inspiration for this blog, and my favorite running writers. You might recognize their names from numerous articles in Runner's World. They write an encouraging, insightful, and very witty blog at runlikeamotherbook.com. If you are a running mother like me, I highly recommend their site.
Good luck tomorrow Race to the Pub-ers!
I love comments, and thanks to those of you who have made one. I'm still confused as to where I should respond...Should I respond with my own comment? Should I respond personally? For now, I've decided to respond personally, because I doubt anyone is checking this blog enough to look back at the comments to see if I made a response.
So, if you look at my last post, you will see a comment from Sarah Bowen Shea. For those of you who do not know who she is, Sarah and her friend Dimity are the inspiration for this blog, and my favorite running writers. You might recognize their names from numerous articles in Runner's World. They write an encouraging, insightful, and very witty blog at runlikeamotherbook.com. If you are a running mother like me, I highly recommend their site.
Good luck tomorrow Race to the Pub-ers!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Day 4 - March 11, 2010
2 miles 22:00 minutes (plus strength training)
Frying Pan, a song that showed up on my alphabetical list today, was the only significant thing that happened on today's run (other than my slower pace due to a possible cold coming and a bad night of sleep). I'd completely forgotten all about Evan Dando's Frying Pan from the Sweet Relief album. I hadn't heard it in years, and I don't even remember putting it into my MP3 player. I guess finding songs like that again, is part of the beauty of listening to every single song. I swear, when you put it on random, the same 20 songs come up again and again. Anyway, it is one of my all time favorites, in part because it just reminds me so much of our time in the Czech Republic. It seems just bizarre now, but when we went over there to teach for a year, we didn't bring any music with us. This was long before itunes, back in 1999. Once we arrived, we realized we had nothing to listen to, except German MTV. I think we purchased only one cassette the entire year we lived in Europe (although, we did borrow quite a few). It was the Sweet Relief album. It was a good one, and we ended up knowing every song quite well. My favorite was Frying Pan. Pete learned to play and sing it, and even now when I hear the original, it doesn't sound as good as his version. Anyway, it will certainly have to be included in the marathon play list!
Frying Pan, a song that showed up on my alphabetical list today, was the only significant thing that happened on today's run (other than my slower pace due to a possible cold coming and a bad night of sleep). I'd completely forgotten all about Evan Dando's Frying Pan from the Sweet Relief album. I hadn't heard it in years, and I don't even remember putting it into my MP3 player. I guess finding songs like that again, is part of the beauty of listening to every single song. I swear, when you put it on random, the same 20 songs come up again and again. Anyway, it is one of my all time favorites, in part because it just reminds me so much of our time in the Czech Republic. It seems just bizarre now, but when we went over there to teach for a year, we didn't bring any music with us. This was long before itunes, back in 1999. Once we arrived, we realized we had nothing to listen to, except German MTV. I think we purchased only one cassette the entire year we lived in Europe (although, we did borrow quite a few). It was the Sweet Relief album. It was a good one, and we ended up knowing every song quite well. My favorite was Frying Pan. Pete learned to play and sing it, and even now when I hear the original, it doesn't sound as good as his version. Anyway, it will certainly have to be included in the marathon play list!
Operation Jack
Here is a great opprotunity to support a good cause. Please check out the Operation Jack website. Runner Sam Felsenfeld is planning to race at least one marathon per week in 2010 to generate attention and raise money for Train 4 Austism. One of the marathons on the schedule is the Missoula Marathon. To donate to my "friend of a friend" who is joining Sam and will run in Missoula you can follow this link. http://www.facebook.com/l/d2f4c;operationjack.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=321414&supid=282613361"
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Day 3 - March 10, 2010
5 miles 49:57 minutes
I was really looking forward to running with Pete this morning, but a few inches of wet snow forced us onto the treadmill (pretty wimpy actually). Even though we ran side by side, we didn’t really run together. Today's five-mile run, was the long run of the week. It didn't really feel like a long run, because we both completed an eight miler last week, but we are sticking to the schedule. We chose a beginner program from the Runner’s World website. It is a 16-week program. The first three weeks are very easy, followed by ten tough weeks, and a three week taper. Pete and I added two easy weeks to the ten hard weeks, to make 18 weeks total. We were tempted to run six or seven today, but, knowing what is ahead, we just decided to enjoy the five miles (as much as possible, while running on a treadmill, counting each tenth of a mile, and trying to be entertained by The Price is Right).
A word on music….
Music has always been an important part of my life. I spent most of my free time in high school driving around with my friend Angie, smoking cigarettes and listening to music. In college, I spent nearly every night at Jay’s Upstairs listening to live music. After college, Pete and I spent many hours listening to music together, and I even got a lot of opportunities to listen to him play music. Now, it is hard to find the time to listen to anything other than Owen’s favorite Mamma Mia, or Sylvia’s favorite John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitt (although recently they have both been enjoying Vampire Weekend – much to my delight).
Now running is the time for me to listen to music. Luckily, Pete and I have a subscription to Napster, which means for a small fee each month, we can download anything into our MP3 player. Some months, 20 albums go in and out of mine. I only wish I had enough time to listen to all of the interesting and new music out there. Music is so accessible now. Remember the days when some older friend of one of your friends heard of some band and you saved up $9.99, so you could go buy the cassette, only to find it terrible (and you still pretended to like it)?
Anyway, I love talking good music, and good running music (which is different sometimes). I always love to receive music recommendations…I am picky, but I like a little of everything. Here are my current favorites….
Ryan Adams, Cold Roses – I can’t believe it took me so long to listen to him, but I’m sort of glad it did, otherwise Cold Roses would be old news to me, and I wouldn’t be enjoying it so much now. For those of you who don’t listen to him, he is usually called alt country. I’d say he is rock with a twang. My favorite is Cold Roses (second runner up is Easy Tiger). Cold Roses is perfect for a long run.
Vampire Weekend, Contra or Vampire Weekend – These guys are perfect for a tempo run. I love them. For those of you who haven’t heard them yet, Afropop is their main influence. I’ve never listened to Afropop myself, so that is probably why they sound so new and refreshing to me.
I was really looking forward to running with Pete this morning, but a few inches of wet snow forced us onto the treadmill (pretty wimpy actually). Even though we ran side by side, we didn’t really run together. Today's five-mile run, was the long run of the week. It didn't really feel like a long run, because we both completed an eight miler last week, but we are sticking to the schedule. We chose a beginner program from the Runner’s World website. It is a 16-week program. The first three weeks are very easy, followed by ten tough weeks, and a three week taper. Pete and I added two easy weeks to the ten hard weeks, to make 18 weeks total. We were tempted to run six or seven today, but, knowing what is ahead, we just decided to enjoy the five miles (as much as possible, while running on a treadmill, counting each tenth of a mile, and trying to be entertained by The Price is Right).
A word on music….
Music has always been an important part of my life. I spent most of my free time in high school driving around with my friend Angie, smoking cigarettes and listening to music. In college, I spent nearly every night at Jay’s Upstairs listening to live music. After college, Pete and I spent many hours listening to music together, and I even got a lot of opportunities to listen to him play music. Now, it is hard to find the time to listen to anything other than Owen’s favorite Mamma Mia, or Sylvia’s favorite John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitt (although recently they have both been enjoying Vampire Weekend – much to my delight).
Now running is the time for me to listen to music. Luckily, Pete and I have a subscription to Napster, which means for a small fee each month, we can download anything into our MP3 player. Some months, 20 albums go in and out of mine. I only wish I had enough time to listen to all of the interesting and new music out there. Music is so accessible now. Remember the days when some older friend of one of your friends heard of some band and you saved up $9.99, so you could go buy the cassette, only to find it terrible (and you still pretended to like it)?
Anyway, I love talking good music, and good running music (which is different sometimes). I always love to receive music recommendations…I am picky, but I like a little of everything. Here are my current favorites….
Ryan Adams, Cold Roses – I can’t believe it took me so long to listen to him, but I’m sort of glad it did, otherwise Cold Roses would be old news to me, and I wouldn’t be enjoying it so much now. For those of you who don’t listen to him, he is usually called alt country. I’d say he is rock with a twang. My favorite is Cold Roses (second runner up is Easy Tiger). Cold Roses is perfect for a long run.
Vampire Weekend, Contra or Vampire Weekend – These guys are perfect for a tempo run. I love them. For those of you who haven’t heard them yet, Afropop is their main influence. I’ve never listened to Afropop myself, so that is probably why they sound so new and refreshing to me.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Day 1 - March 8, 2010
4.11 Miles 40:44 minutes
Today was the first day of our 18 week training cycle. On the schedule…a four mile run. On the upside, it was a beautiful spring morning, warm and sunny. In my dreaded alphabetical play list (I'm intent on listening to every song in my MP3 player in alphabetical order), three of my favorite running songs played (K’Naan’s Dreamer, Drummer by Davy, and Easy Plateau by Ryan Adams). Sounds nice, but honestly, my knee and entire leg felt tight. I could feel a slight throbbing in left temple (probably a little dehydrated from Saturday night’s wine fest), and my stomach felt horrible from a too recent breakfast. Sometimes I’m so anxious to get out there, I forget I need to let my food digest for a few minutes.
As you can see from my pace above, I am no speedster, and am really just barely a middle of the packer. I haven’t run with a watch or GPS for a few months, so I wasn’t really sure about my current "easy pace". I hoped it magically went from 10 minute miles to 9 minute miles, but…no. My comfortable pace is still right around 10 minute miles.
Pete and I both "conquered" the four mile easy run this sunny Monday morning. He works a seven on/seven off schedule, so during his off week, we get a lot of time to run, although on most days we take turns running and entertaining the kids.
Tonight we made it official by registering for the race, and creating this blog. No turning back now....
February 23, 2010
6 days to official training….
Darn Girl Scout Cookies – better eat them all before training starts!
February 21, 2010
8 days to official training….
This week, Pete and I celebrated a seventy-minute run. Both of us came home cheerful from a run (at a comfy pace) that lasted over an hour, happy and a bit tired from our "long run". It is hard to believe in just 19 weeks our bodies will be ready for 26.2 miles, but that is the plan. I know it works. I’ve done it two times. Follow the schedule, suffer through the long runs, and endurance is the result.
I don’t know how I let Pete talk me into this (or how I talked myself into it, really). I had no plans to run another marathon…ever! (Well, unless I got a lot faster and a 20 miler was only a two-hour investment, instead of a four-hour nightmare). He felt he just HAD to do one, and I recommended Missoula. It is just a three hour drive, he would have a lot of family and friends to cheer for him, and in some ways Missoula still feels a bit like home. A long time ago, Pete mentioned we should run it together to celebrate our ten-year anniversary. Our anniversary is the day before the July 11th marathon, but I kind of brushed off the idea. I didn’t want to do it. I’d suffered quite acutely during my first marathon (bonking due to stupidity at mile 17, and doing a "walk/sit the curb" for nearly 10 miles). The second marathon was actually fun in comparison, but I paid for it. I felt great until about mile 24 when I developed a mysterious ache in my knee. I finished out the race, but the vague knee pain turned out to be (or turned into) the dreaded IT Band Syndrome. I suffered with it for a full year, only able to run slow and short, and even now, almost two years later (and every attempt to beat it), that leg is just not the same. Honestly, the more determination Pete showed to run the full, the more I hoped he would change his mind. I know myself what a huge time and emotional investment it is, and I guess I was thinking a tad selfishly.
Last fall we trained for the Vegas half together. The training was very hard, and it burnt me out completely. By the end of the 10 weeks with Ryan Hall’s training program (basically a variation on the famous Run Less, Run Faster, in which every run’s goal includes an ambitious pace), I was dreading every run. After the race, I decided to run only outside, with no real time or distance goals…just vague ideas about how long I wanted to be out there. The results were so amazing; they got me into this mess. I fell in love with running all over again. I ditched any schedule, and kept a journal only for shoe replacement purposes. I skipped the treadmill, did not worry about my pace, or run any hills. Basically I ran just what I wanted and when I wanted, for a couple of months. I LOVED it. So, how did I end up deciding to run the marathon with Pete? Keep in mind, it was during this lovely and euphoric, falling in love with running all over again phase… I’m out on a sunny day at the end of January, listening to Vampire Weekend Contra for the first time and I think to myself, this is so great – I love running, I’ve got to run that marathon with Pete. I want to do the long runs together, and I want to cross that finish line together. I want to share all of the pleasure and pain of training for, and running, a marathon, with my husband. All of sudden, running another marathon sounded….kind of….fun!
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