Went running today, got in 14 miles. An hour eight out, and an hour three back.......uphill. I know that unless you're a runner, blogging about it's about exciting as scrubbing tile grout, but it's my blog, so neiner neiner neiner.
Two more months to go before marathoning. But I'm getting faster, stronger, better than before. Hills are no longer an issue. My resting heartrate stays about 50 to 55. My weight is dropping, and although the army says my body fat is about twenty percent, frankly, their tape test is a bunch of shit. My highest body fat percentage in college, when I was in much worse shape was about 15, so there's no way it's anything like that now.
I've also taken up lifting again. I started, so I wouldn't get the anorexic greyhound look distance runners seem to develop, but it's starting to show a little. With luck, soon ah will be massive, ya, huge, no more girly man, lak ahnold. Pumped up.
I've had to give up barefoot running. I loved it, but although I've got normal arches, I tend to hold my foot too rigid, and that's what caused my sprain, so I need the shoes to make sure my feet turn inwards enough when I run.
I'm training at about a 9:15 mile, but I just got a 277 on my Pt test, my highest ever, with about 7:15 miles on the run. 26.2 miles coming up soon, maybe after that, I'll try for the Ironman.............
"The only difference between a jogger and a runner is an entry slip."
-the hell if I know who-