First Week Blues on a Memorial Day Weekend

So right now I am following a training regimen based on the research and experiences by world renowned (at least to me in the past 5 months) running coach Jack Daniels (I swear, that’s his name).  It’s a pretty straightforward formula: when you’re not killing yourself twice a week as Daniels scheduled it, you are either running easy for the other 4 days or resting the only one.  Nothing to it, and it’s a nice way to build up my miles and look cool doing it.

I have also discovered a brand new, delicious (relatively…it doesn’t taste like, say camel turd) brand of that extra nutrition that we all need.  It’s called Amazing Grass (again, I swear, that’s what it’s called), and it is 100% organic.  To me it tastes like an unsweetened variation on Starbucks’ Green Tea Frappes/Lattes, with the consistency of wheat germ.  It’s not that bad, and tastes a helluva lot better than, say, Muscle Milk.  I think the website provides a pretty stringent nutritional facts.  That accompanied with a nice multivitamin should give your body that nice diverse array of minerals, protein, and fibers that your body needs.  What makes Amazing Grass so awesome is that one serving of that shit savory goodness boasts a day’s worth of fruits and vegetables.  How about dem apples?

A disappointing fact: I ran nil miles (ZERO) for this weekend.  My defense?  Friday I had to (HAD TO) go to the mall to shop.  Saturday was my mom’s birthday, and Sunday I went exploring Manhattan.  

Manhattan was actually awesome: a friend of mine and I did something called Geocaching, a sweet activity where people register things called “caches” all around specified locations.  The goal?  discover the caches using the descriptions and hints as clues.  Oh and if you have a cell, your GPS.  It’s really cool, and we went exploring spots that we’d never expected to find before.  It was also an opportunity to grab some nice Instagram shots.  Lots of fun, we did about 7.5 miles of walking.  

Couple all that and some immediate drama on whether or not I was actually doing the New York Marathon this year and you have yourself a conundrum.  But have no fear, readers no one in particular, I will be doing it, and kicking ass.

This afternoon I ran about 5.56 miles at 60 minutes in my Riders.  Easy runs, nothing to them really.

And with that I bid you adieu.  Fried Race, served.

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