A little ahead, a little behind.

There is a sore throat thing going around work. So I'm sitting here mildly medicated and a bit irritated as - of course - this interferes with my marathon training.

I was lamenting at elevensies the passing of the half marathon as my hard race. I was wistful, almost teary-eyed, at the thought of running ONLY 13.1 miles. Oh the joy of getting my first Duck from Disney all those years ago....

But then...it hit me. I'm ahead a bit on my training! So with this knee needing a bit of RNR and my throat, I've decided that this weekend I celebrate the halvsies once again. Yes, the joyful, relaxing halvsie. Best to put my mental mindset on something that is now a light and frothy, a refreshing little multi-mile joggy.

Sometimes it is good to be a little ahead so you can be a little behind. It helps at the times like this that happen in every persons race journey where marshmellow clouds float through your head because it is mildly stuffy. Yep, I think I'll hold slightly on that 17-miler.

Please sponsor. Thank you. Fluffels.

Snow, snow, slow go...

It snowed a foot in Oxford (or 15cm or something but that means nothing to this US Ex-Pat). This means my running has turned into trudging in snow boots through snow which has, most recently, taken on the color and consistency of my home town beach.

I know that even though I'm not running (and I feel this pang of sadness every time I see a runner in proper trail shoes jog by) I am working the calves and still doing the miles. I figure if, come Saturday, it's still like this I will sock up and trudge my 10 miles in my boots.

I have to. Can't let my sponsors (or me) down, after all.

I think this is what they call "doing things for a higher cause."