A grand morning for an early run. Bright and vibrant even at 6:15, and the wildlife beginning to venture into the newly-sprung Spring at last. I was fed up with that last, listless week, but it seems Hal Higdon is right about the need for rest and recovery. This morning I was awake and eager again, and felt comfortable running my first sub-ten minute miles for a while. While running, I suddenly recalled that I have a marathon coming up in May. I’ve been worryingly unworried about this. I don’t seem to be ticking days off the calendar, or calculating the diminishing percentage of the training schedule left to work through. I should be entering the toughest month now, but I haven’t given it much thought. I suppose I should be planning some of those torturously long weekend runs. Gulp….
