As we finish up week four of our marathon training, I'm wondering why this week was so tough.
Week four was supposed to be our down week before the training gets cranked up a notch.
Only three runs, five miles each, at a slow pace. Great theory. The problem?
I run with a nutjob. His idea of "easy" is a slow run uphill in a wind storm. Easy is my favorite pace and Dr. Nutjob's hardest challenge.
Keeping the injuries at bay is tougher for nutjobs because they don't like to back off. Full speed ahead is their game.
While I'm stopping to smell the roses, they're running by me, trampling the shit out of my garden.
So why do I keep running with them?
Because nutjobs are fun. Really, really fun. You have choices in life. Take it easy and safe or run with nutjobs.
To hell with the roses. I'm going with the nutjobs. If I break, I break.
Happy running, everyone.