18k. Two hours. Woot! (“Oh Mom, PLEASE don’t say that.”) 3 more kilometres and I can do the distance for the Half.
Didn’t really plan on running that far but I just felt so good. Clearly I have problems sticking with my training schedule.
I’m estimating the distance, really, with runningmap.com – a free program that allows you to draw on a Google map and chart your distances. I’m thinking the accuracy depends on how well you can click along roads and paths – especially when they curve.
What I really want is one of those nifty Garmin GPS watches. (If you’re reading this, Kathleen, you might want to mention it to your dad. No wait. You won’t have gotten past the first line.)
I’m a bit prone to overdoing pretty much anything I tackle – going too far too soon – going too fast – especially if I see someone I think I should be able to beat (anyone who looks heavier than me). I figure I should overtrain to allow for the inevitable competitive surge I’ll get when I’m running with others. No full marathon on my horizon. Ever.
Today I discovered a way to keep my pace manageable – play old and slow music. Hit the forward button when something energetic comes on. Harry Connick Jr, Michael Buble, Chris Botti – not good for chasing someone up a hill, but they kept me slow for the distance. I’m still wasted, though – maybe I should follow that schedule more closely.
Some of my favourite LSD music (Long Slow Distance. Not lysergic acid diethylamide.) – Harry Connick, Jr. singing It Had To Be You from one of my very favourite movies.