As I Wanted to Do…

I spent most of the night figuring out if my running times allow me to try a marathon in a week. Same marathon I have been aiming at now for four years, losing weight to try to get to, and so on.

But my weight isn’t down enough yet, although close. And my pace is lacking, and this marathon I want to try to do a week from Sunday has a 5 hour cut-off. And my training is far, far from normal marathon training.

So logically doing the full is a really bad idea.

But the course is flat, running on the Strip for over half of it. And the course passes my condo four different times, so easy support from Kris and friends.

I had decided last week to be sane and once again drop back to the half-marathon (13 miles). I injured myself last year with a fall and finished the half very slowly, but finished it.  This year, the closer I get to the run, the more time I am spending stewing on it. The reason is, of course, I am seldom sane.

So sorry folks with stories waiting to be read. I spent a night doing math, looking at the map, trying to figure out a plan to actually run/walk the marathon and make it under five hours.

Got a hunch I will be wasting more time stewing on it this next week. Part of the fun, I suppose.