29 miles on the clock for this weekend. My legs are feeling the 14 mile long run and are in desperate need of a foam roller. I wouldn’t have traded the view of ice fishermen on the bay for anything else, even with intense wind and freezing temperatures. How many weeks until spring?
. . . a champion studies.
The sun’s been out all weekend and it’s hard to convince myself to stay inside and study for this exam. 48 hours until I, hopefully, don’t have to think about it anymore.
I did a short run this morning but the jury agrees that it was too hot and I should have gone out earlier in order to be productive. It’s nice to be back on the ol’ stomping (running) grounds though. I’ll hopefully be working soon so I can choose a fall marathon, and maybe a summer half marathon, and register for them. I run better with races on my schedule, but that’s the way it works sometimes.