Or maybe melting a bit. It got up to about 87 yesterday. I still did an 8 mile run with strides in it, and it actually didn’t feel all that bad. The breezes help. I guess I’ve acclimated.
I’ve now begun stalking the NYC weather for next weekend. It looks like s chance of rain and temps of high in the mid 40s, lows in the mid 30s. I hope the rain stays away. I’m not feeling terribly optimistic about this race despite my training going well. I’m not sure why. Except for my history with unpleasant races when I have a time goal. If I can just manage to not get nauseated, it’ll be a win. It should be a fun weekend regardless.
We had an extended family emergency, so my husband and I were enlisted to dog-sit. Poor us, no? It’s good that my husband’s work gives him a lot of flexibility. We come to Florida a few times every winter, but we’ve never stayed this long. A perk of being empty-nesters. I did get depressed when some 20-something guy said, “I want to do that when I get to your age.” Ugh. So much for denying middle-agehood.
I signed up for a fall marathon! I chose the Wineglass Marathon (over the closer to home Mohawk Hudson). I keep seeing/hearing good things about this race. The hotel situation seems crazy already. I reserved a place but it’s definitely not my first choice. I’m going to keep looking around in the hopes someone cancels their reservation.
Tomorrow is a 12 mile long run with the last 10 minutes at race pace. Then it’s a mostly easy-paced week except one leg turnover workout midweek to keep my legs fresh for the race. We’re taking the train into the city Friday afternoon with two friends and then seeing a matinee of the Book of Mormon on Saturday to keep me off my feet. I forget where I made dinner reservations for Saturday night but I do know they have roast chicken (with kumquats!) and potatoes on the menu for my pre-race meal.