Four Miles, Five Miles, Five Miles, Ten Miles.
I’m still technically running at the 10-15% increase in mileage week-to-week. That changes next week with a bigger bump but that’s a tomorrow problem.
As it stands right now, though I can still feel a weird off sensation in the tibia area, I don’t know — it’s okay? I actually felt pretty okay after the 10 miler which was a refreshing change of pace… but this morning, the morning after the long run, there’s a… niggling pain? A back-of-the-envelope notation of “say, this isn’t quite right.” But it’s also not a “good gravy, Marie! I can’t stand this!” And so I think mentally and emotionally I’m better off pressing on and seeing what happens than stopping.
The goal remains to get to the Cleveland marathon in May. It was, way back when, my first sub-4 marathon. I’m not sure I can match that feat, given the struggles with endurance training and cardio setbacks (how was I ever able to run 10 miles a day, every day, for months on end, AND do a marathon each weekend to boot?!). But I carry on, striving to go farther, faster, healthier.
It’s never easy. I just wish it were easier.
