Twenty-one days until Comrades. Two weeks before we leave for South Africa. Jim is more than ready. He clipped off a smooth marathon about a month ago (age-adjusted 3:01) and he's had to restrain himself from doing too much since then. We've got our shots, our malaria medicine, and our reservations.
Yesterday I did the Indianapolis 500 Mini Marathon, a local tradition, as a training run and managed to avoid the urge to race. All the ususal aches and pains are within normal limits and we have only one tough day of training left. Tomorrow we go 30 and, from then until the race, it's just a matter of light workouts and paying attention so as not to pork up. So far, so good.
Yesterday I did the Indianapolis 500 Mini Marathon, a local tradition, as a training run and managed to avoid the urge to race. All the ususal aches and pains are within normal limits and we have only one tough day of training left. Tomorrow we go 30 and, from then until the race, it's just a matter of light workouts and paying attention so as not to pork up. So far, so good.
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