I’ve always heard of the dreading Sunday phenomenon, but personally I thought it wouldn’t ever apply to me.
But now it does…
According to my Runner’s World Marathon Training Plan I’m now in monster month. Gulp. That doesn’t sound good. Sundays are the long run day…and boy, the runs are starting to get really long.
Tomorrow I have to run 16 miles. I’m sure I can do it. I’ve done it before, but I know it may not be pretty…
But at least the weather has broken and it’s predicted to be a delightful 8 degrees in the morning, which right now seems like an answer to prayer. Last week I should have run 14 miles, but had to call it a day after 7 because it hit 30 degrees at 10am and I didn’t want to die.
I’ve opted out of a trip to see the new Woody Allen movie this evening and I’m going to bed before the children. In the morning I’m just going to get up bright and early and try not to think about what I have to do.
I’m just going to do it. Like they say you should.
And then sleep all afternoon…;-)