It took me a while, but eventually I got into a good groove and had a good run. Riley was with me the first 2.2 miles and VERY slow. She’s not good at running two days in a row, so I wasn’t surprised. I was able to encourage her along and when we were within a half-mile of home, she picked up her pace.
I took her inside, fed her, and went out for the last 1.8 miles. It was some time in this leg of my run that I finally warmed up and felt smooth running. Nothing exciting happenend, which at this point I say is a good thing. I’ve been very cautious on my runs lately, keeping an eye out for anything that could make me fall, twist an ankle, or blow out a knee.
Four days from right now (9:05 AM CST) I’ll be in mile 11 or 12 of the marathon, almost halfway done.
Still feeling good, feeling pumped, feeling antsy. Cheryl (my friend who is running it with me) and I are coordinating for Saturday and Sunday and Alan has planned a celebratory menu for Sunday evening.
Soon young grasshopper. . .