my half-assed marathon training

i can't for the life of me get into full-mode marathon training, and it's not for lack of trying. the last (and only other) marathon i trained for seemed so much easier. the marathon is in a little over 2 months, and by next month i should comfortably (well, not comfortably, but capably) be able to do a 20-mile run at about a minute/mile pace LESS than what i hope to do on marathon day. the most i've done so far is 11 miles and it was HELL. i picked a route with a lot of hills (to try and prepare for san francisco's hills) and i just about crawled the last mile. hills suck my ass*.

to make myself feel better and feel like less of a lazy ass who signed up for something she wasn't mentally prepared for, i made a list to compare my previous marathon training experience with my current one. as you can see, odds were definitely in my favor last time. basically, this little list makes me feel better about being a fatty mcfatty mofo.

last marathon experience will be in blue
this time around will be in red

why the colors you ask? because i don't know how to make a table in this thing.

anyway.

number of kids while training: 2 3

pregnant: yes no

# of days working: 2 3, sometimes 4 OMG,WTF!!!!!!!

raising money (ie feeling obligated to run since people were giving money): yes no

weather humid outside: no yes

ario had crazy call schedule: yes no


CLEARLY, other than the fact that i was pregnant last time for part of training and that ario was home much less, all other factors point to a less feasible lifestyle for attempts at maintaining a respectable training schedule. am i right or am i right??

but i'm trying. yesterday i decided to go for a run before work. niek wanted to ride his bike with me and i (stupidly) agreed to let him come along. it took me 50 minutes to run 3 miles. why? oh, because niek wanted to stop and smell every flower (mostly weeds actually)...finally i had to rush home and shower because i would end up late for work otherwise.

so today i woke up very early and went for a run before the kids woke up, got home right in time for ario to leave for work. i'm really going to try and get my shit together but damn, just thinking about possibly doing 12-14 miles this weekend makes me a little bit tired! oh well. i guess i'll just have to let my prize at the finish line be the goal--a tiffany necklace given by a firefighter in a tuxedo. woot woot!

like i said...i'm really, really trying!

*you know what's funny? hills literally DO suck ass, as hill-running is great for butt-shaping.