One Week until Official Training Begins!

Can you believe it is already July? The month of June flew by. That means official training starts one week from today!!! I had originally planned on doing the Fleet Feet Beginner Marathon training plan - I've used their programs in the past and have felt 110% prepared. However, it has you running 5 days a week and starts off with a 9 mile long run. I'm not exactly ready to run 9 miles... So I did some research and I've now decided I will use the Runner's World Beginner Marathon training program. It only has you run 4 days a week and the first long run is 5 miles. I can totally do that. But over the weekend I started getting nervous... how could a program starting at 5 miles get you as prepared as one starting with 9 miles? I figured it out! The FF program is only 14 weeks, not 16! By the time I get to week three in the RW program, I'll be at 9 miles, so it all works out perfectly. Blah blah blah, this is boring, but basically I am just excited that I have found this RW program. I think running only 4 times a week will help me from burning out, and it will also allow me to keep going to zumba (woot woot) and kickball. :)

Time to update you all on my short-term goals. The running is going well. Thursday after zumba we had a running party - Andy, Alyssa, Sarah, and I ran 3 miles. Then Sunday morning, Anna, Andy, and I ran 4 miles. Both have been at a pretty decent pace considering how hot it's been. Tonight Andy and I are going to run another 3, but we're going to go after dinner in hopes that the temperature will go down a bit. So there! Three runs before the Fourth of July. Goal 1 accomplished!  

Goal 2 was not as successful. Rebecca deserves a gold medal as she saved me from myself during Friday's breakfast club. I even tried to negotiate with her... convince her that I didn't have to write about it in my blog. But no, she was amazingly strict and I was glad for it. However, Rebecca was not at Midtown on Saturday to save me from myself. Saturday morning as I was getting ready to go to Midtown I started crying because I hate the shirts we have to wear (I feel like a stuffed sausage). I got to Midtown all sad, and there were muffins. And I ate one. And it wasn't until Sunday that I realized I totally broke my "no work badies" rule. Oh well. There are still two days at the office to get through, so I am back on track and will be good again. 

Less than 48 hours to the Firecracker Five Mile race!