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MCM14 Training, Weeks 13 & 14

Week 13

Avg Pace
Monday, 10/6Regular Run69:34
Tuesday, 10/7Regular Run99:41
Wednesday, 10/8Rest0--
Thursday, 10/9Regular Run69:38
Friday, 10/10Rest0--
Saturday, 10/11Long Run149:52
Sunday, 10/12Rest0--

Total Weekly Mileage: 35

Week 14

Avg Pace
Monday, 10/13Regular Run59:29
Tuesday, 10/14Regular Run79:47
Wednesday, 10/15Rest0--
Thursday, 10/16Regular Run69:31
Friday, 10/17Rest0--
Saturday, 10/18Long Run109:27
Sunday, 10/19Rest0--

Total Weekly Mileage: 28

Oops. I fell behind on posting. I'm actually in my 15th (and final) week of training leading up to this Sunday's Marine Corps Marathon. The last two weeks have gone pretty well--with some on and off foot pain (and lots of rest, you might have noticed). At this point, I'm just going to go up there and give it my best effort. I don't think I'm going to do any major damage to my foot; I'm not trying to beat my PRMy last long run was a bit faster than the previous ones (and much shorter), and I think it has something to do with the cooler temperatures lately:

Not exactly speedy, but still improved.

I'm hoping to stay with my two girlfriends who run the same pace as me for much of the race. Ideally, we'll keep each other from going out too fast but also motivate each other when we start to drag. And then cross the finish line smiling and holding hands. Just kidding. (Sort of.) 

The temperature should be perfect--lows in upper 40s and highs in mid-60s. While I know I'll be wearing a tank top and shorts for most of the race, I'll probably want to start in a long-sleeved "throwaway" shirt. I had visions of wearing something very patriotic, or at least trying to match the colors of the marines' navy and white uniforms, but I don't have anything like that, and when I went to three different stores this evening to find something, I came away empty-handed. All of the Florida stores are stocked with long sleeves and pants. In Florida. And the prices! This is supposed to be an inexpensive sport. So I'll just have to wear something old and unpatriotic. It may seem like a silly thing to be concerned about, but sometimes wearing something special makes me feel like I'm doing something more special (than an ordinary run). But I imagine the large crowds and swarms of marines will indicate to me that I am in fact doing something special.

My body has felt surprisingly sore this week, when I've only run 5, 7, and 4 miles--and that's it for training. It almost feels as if it's just now absorbing all of the training. I just hope it feels better by Sunday! I'm looking forward to being in DC, but I'll feel better when all of the logistics of the race are taken care of--flying in, picking up packets, checking into hotel, mapping out the plan for race day. And then, of course, the race. But AFTER all of that, I think I'll be able to enjoy myself. Lots of folks from Tampa are going, so I'm hoping to see as many as possible, but that will be difficult with the masses. And if anyone is interested in tracking me, you can do so at It won't be very exciting. You'll receive five updates over the course of probably four and a half hours. 

That's about all I've got. I've been thinking about packing, but haven't made a move yet. Luckily I don't leave until Saturday morning. One more day to procrastinate.

Hopefully my next post will tell about my major, unexpected success at the race. Or at least that I survived it. Stay tuned!


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