I'm happy to report that I'm now feeling much, much better than I was last week. Illness-wise I think I'm just about 100% better, and my foot has healed up enough that outside of doing sprints it doesn't bother me in the slightest.
However, feeling better has also meant that this last week I've just been playing a vicious game of catch-up on some homework that was due and all of the work I put off last week. So, outside of exercise and work, I really haven't done too awfully much to write home about. Next week will be more eventful, I'm sure...
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Monday: Hurting a little bit after the previous day's long run, so I took the day relatively off with 20 minutes of light, low impact strength training/conditioning exercises.
Tuesday: 4 x 1200, at a pace rapid enough to find out that my foot still hurts if I push too hard.
Wednesday: 7 fairly uninteresting miles .
Thursday: 1 warm-up mile, followed by 4 progressively faster miles, with 1 cool-down mile tacked on at the end.
Friday = rest
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Well, the weather wasn't so great today, and my usual running partner is off at a conference, so I decided to take Sunday's long run inside to the treadmill. In addition to finding out that it's really mind-numbingly boring to log 15 miles on a treadmill (particularly over the last half-hour, when my ears started hurting from my headphones and I had to run without music), this afforded me the opportunity to see a James Bond film I hadn't seen before, albeit on the tiny treadmill TV and without sound.
Still, it's kind of incredible just how little gets lost watching a Bond film without the sound. For example, here's my interpretation of one of the scenes:
JB - "The name is Bond. James Bond. I shall now say something particularly suave, despite having been, moments ago, in a life-threatening fist-, gun- , and knife fight."
Bad guy - "I know who you are, Mr. Bond. But now, ha ha ha, you have fallen into my trap!"
JB - "Au contraire, obviously European bad guy. I have a gadget!"
And that pretty much sums it up, no? Still, fun to watch for a while.
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Saturday: 7 miles, marginally faster than the ones on Wednesday.
Sunday: 15 miles! A crazy distance both in (a) being such a nice, round number and (b) being the same as my estimate of what my total weekly running distance was before I started this whole endeavor. So, on the one hand, that felt awesome! On the other hand, fifteen miles on a treadmill? Booooorrrring!
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Currently reading: enough papers on continuous time random walks to sink a ship... or, perhaps more accurately, kill a tree.
Current estimate of my odds of completing a marathon on May 1st: Now that I've (hopefully) gotten injury and sickness out of the way, the last remaining roadblock is the threat of spending a week off-schedule when I go to a conference in mid-March. So, I'm bumping this estimate up to a lofty 85%
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