Back on it, doggonit!

Ok, I pinky promise I'll stick to the schedule this week. No more holiday indoor footy to cheat on it  with, and I officially turned down coaching my middle school soccer team to get focused, so no putzing around. I'll have to at least finish the marathon to justify that decision, and that won't happen at the rate I've been going. Well, I'll finish, but the truck that picks up the course cones after the last runner will be right behind me.

19 of 1000 miles down. 981 to go. Work it out, Blanda!

Kill Your Coach!

 Jungle rules indoor soccer

Today I cheated. I switched up my usual Sunday cross training day with today's 4 mile run. It's ok, right? As long as I run the dreaded mid week UGH and Saturday OMG long runs?

As usual, everyone wanted to be on the team that played against the coaches so they could pelt us for two hours with very strong, bruise inducing shots and passes. Always a good time. A particularly fun moment was when I went out wide for a pass, but went a tad TOO wide and wrecked with the bleachers. That's definitely going to leave a mark.

8 miles tomorrow.