
This week was marked by a true struggle to keep running and the rest of my life in balance. One difficult thing about training a fall marathon, I've found, is keeping up with training with the hot weather and vacation. Hot weather is easy enough: run in the morning. Except when something keeps me up late the night before and running at 6:00am is a real chore. Vacation is a more difficult conundrum. I went to Richmond, VA Wednesday night to rally with my brother for a four-day road trip to visit six bourbon distilleries in Kentucky, more than eight hours away. During that time, I had four mornings in which to fit in three runs. The busy schedule, late night bourbon tastings, and light-flooded campground along a road with a lot of truck traffic really took it's toll on me. And yet, I managed to get up and knock out those three runs. Mission accomplished.
And that is how I know I'm running a marathon. I'm taking this training far more seriously than previous efforts.
(Note: I did miss my cross training day, but I can live with that.)



