Monday is always my toughest run of the week. Coming after a couple of off days — I rarely run on the weekends — my legs are rusty and my motivation tends to be at its lowest. Plus, and this would seem counterintuitive, I have more aches and joint pain on Monday than on any other day of the week.
But, like all committed runners (committed in the sense that I probably belong in Marlboro), I lace up the shoes and hit the road. (The shoes, by the way, have way too many miles on them. It’s probably been 18 months since I last bought running shoes. I think it’s time to make the investment.)
Today: Four miles in 37:54, a 9:28.5 pace. Not so hot, I guess, but I was out there. Music was a mix (including warmup):
- Nancy Sinatra, How Does That Grab You Darling?
- Wilco, What Light
- Fountains of Wayne, Somebody to Love
- Immaculate Machine, Jarhand
- The Kooks, Ooh La
- The Beach Boys, Don’t Worry Baby
- Desi Arnaz, Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
- Boz Scaggs, Lowdown
- Elvis Presley, Burning Love
- Tom Jones, It’s Not Unusual
- The Beach Boys, Fun, Fun, Fun
- Wilco, Impossible Germany
- R.E.M., Walk Unafraid
I start this week, by the way, with 284 miles for the year, significantly below where I should be if I am to reach my goal of 800 miles for the year. To reach 800, I should be doing about 15-16 miles a week — or about 354 miles to date.
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