18 in the Bank

I would like to start out this blog post by telling you all what a great friend Abby is. Today, she voluntarily skipped the group run so she could join me for 7 of her 18 miles and I am eternally grateful. I wasn't at the group run myself because this week's host club laid the smack down (for one reason or another) and decided to enforce the following rules for the DFMC crew:

- We were exiled to a specific section of the parking lot
- We couldn't bring in any food or drink, except bottled water
- We had to be out of the club by 11:30, no exceptions
- Anyone working out inside had to pay $25

Homie say WHAAAAT? Cranking away for hours on the ArcTrainer is torture enough as it is - I wasn't about to pay for it, too. So my plan was to log in 7 (PT-approved) miles around Boston and finish up my workout at the health club I already pay to use.

So here's the quick and dirty recap -- a gorgeous sunny warm day, 7 pain-free miles, a little bit of fatigue (I've totally lost my endurance) and a lot of wonderful chatter, followed by a mind-numbing indoor workout, for a total of 18 miles - some real, some simulated.

I don't want to jinx myself, but I think at this rate I'll be back running full time in a week or two. This time frame even works out well, as the weekend of the 21st we're in somewhat of a taper, only scheduled for 13-15 on our long run. If I can keep building up my endurance between now and then, I should hopefully be able to join for the low end of the mileage and then be right back on track. Now if only this nice weather would stick around...