Tuesday: Speed Session and Yoga - 13 days to the Boston Marathon

This morning, at 5:17 AM, I lay looking at my alarm clock desperately concerned about my heart condition. Desperately concerned. I, in fact, laid in bed until 5:27 AM wondering if I should go to my track workout with such a grave heart condition. It seems that I woke myself up out of a deep dream where I was having my heart reshaped to look like a strawberry. The doctor had just been in to tell me whether or not I could go to track workout, and he was called away rather suddenly. So there I was lying in my bed, without the advice of my doctor, trying to make a learned decision about how to proceed with my post-op track workout. Also, a guy from my high school was there and he had cartoon long legs. Honestly, I was late to track workout, because it took me a serious while to figure out if I had actually had some sort of heart procedure or no.

It was more than bizarre or maybe just indicative of the loathing with which I approached today's track workout. Now, thrilling, when I I talked to good ole Mark Miller, he told me that I did not need to do the whole workout, because I was tapering. I am officially 13 days out from the Boston Marathon, and I am beginning to taper. Interesting, most Boston workouts advocate a two week taper as opposed to a three week taper. The idea is that if you have qualified for Boston, you should be in shape enough not to need a three week taper and to the extra week of harder training to be competitive in the race.

So, today's workout went at follows:

• one mile warm-up
• 6 x 800 at a 3:02 pace
• 400 jog in between each 800
• mile cool down

This ended up being about 6 and a half miles. Now, if I were not tapering, I would have had to run 8 x 800. I was so pleased to only do six. It felt like Mark Miller had given me a gift, a fabulous gift at 6:00 in the morning. Now, Mark Miller, is a rather reserved individual, and I felt pretty sure he did not want a huge bear hug from me, but that is how exuberant I felt.

At home, Bible Study was cancelled due to Spring Break and I sat on the couch surfing the internet and drinking coffee. I headed in to work and got home to find that I am feeling a bit ill based on my Easter candy ingestion. There is candy at work, and I have eaten a lot of it. A whole lot. My whole system is not used to this large a volume of candy. Tonight is double punch night at Yogurt World (which means I get two punches towards a free yogurt instead of just one), and I did not feel like going.

This Easter Candy situation ends now, before I end up like a kid from Willy Wonka or in a diabetic coma. No candy tomorrow, yogurt world tomorrow night.