An Easy 10

"How far are we going tomorrow?"

"Just an easy 10."

"It's funny to think of 10 miles as easy."

"Compared to 20...piece of cake."

And so went a conversation between Dave and I last Friday.  I was so busy with work and school this last week that I didn't have time to run...at all.  I did play in our basketball game on Thursday and played in a soccer game on Friday, but no long slow distances.  I was hoping my body would be fully rested for the run, but the top of my left foot still hasn't healed from the 20 miler.  It never hurts worse while I run, so I'm not too worried about it, but it is really annoying.

Dan and I did more work on my remodel all day on Saturday before our run.  We have the floor pulled out, most of the demolition done, and now we have the two walls framed in.  I need to have an electrician come before I can sheetrock, and then I'll find someone to tile the floor.  Lizzy can do the painting and I found a guy that can refinish the hardwood floors in the family room and dining room.  I've really only been working on this on the weeks I don't have school on Saturday, so it is a little slow going.

It was nice to get out and run again on Saturday.  I did my best to keep up with Dave and Dan the first 5 miles, which we finished in about 47 minutes.  The second half I stayed with Dave for about 2 miles and then he took off.  I didn't see Dan for quite a while, then, with about 1/2 mile left I hear giant footprints behind me, coming on fast.  I turned, expecting it to be a drunk guy with a knife, but instead it was a ninja, dressed all in black and running way too fast.  They say that it takes a ninja to see a ninja, which explains why I could hear him as well.  Apparently, Dan made a pitstop at a church along the way.  I guess he had to see a man about a horse.  I know that feeling all too well.  Just two more weeks until race day.  I'm excited and a little nervous, but I feel like I've put in the necessary training to finish this thing.  Time will tell if I'm right.