Monday, September 10, 2012

Building It Up

It has been awfully quiet here, hasn't it?

In brief numbers, here's what's been going on:

Week of 19 August: 31 miles

Week of 26 August: 26 miles

Week of  2 September: 17 miles

Day of 9 September: 17 miles (3.5 miles in the morning, 13.5 miles in the afternoon . . . just do that a little over 9 more times in 24 hours and I'd have a world record . . .)

In brief words, that all amounts to minimal and inconsistent mileage.  And to go a little deeper, it's been inconsistent, because my body has been very inconsistent in responding to anything that I try to do.  One day, I'm dragging myself through 5 miles, and the next day, I'm running 10 miles as if it were nothing, and there seems to be no rhyme or reason to this.  For now, I'm going to chalk it up to fatigue from a long year of racing a lot, and difficulty in getting a consistent running schedule established, with all of the inconsistency in my life otherwise.

But yesterday was a promising day, so maybe, after over a month of really low mileage as a result of only running as much as a tired body feels like running, I can finally get the momentum going, and start thinking about what I might be able to accomplish in the months ahead.  For now, though, I'm going to reserve judgment on the subject.

In the meantime, in a related matter, it has, over the past year, come to my attention that with all of the travel for work and running that I do, it's not exactly fair to my constant-attention-seeking cats that I'm rarely home for long enough to properly brush, pet, and play with them.  So if anybody out there is looking for a new cat, these are free to a good home:


Meet blackandwhite Sports Cat, just hanging out . . .

Meet Ash, the forever-tiny-kitten (who, at almost 3 years old now, is actually a cat, but a very small one)
Ash is the friendlier of the two, and will roll around at your feet, follow you wherever you go, and generally shower you with unconditional affection.  Arguably the cuter of the two, blackandwhite takes a while to warm up, but his distinct chirping and skittery, scaredy-cat nature will amuse even (and especially) the most jaded.

Check back here next week, when I might be posting more about running, and less about cats!

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