Thursday, March 31, 2011

PB&B and the bus

Riding the bus into school today with my peanut butter and banana sandwich tucked safely away in my backpack, next to an orange and a graphing calculator, brings back childhood memories. The only difference now is the stakes are higher, the stresses greater and a lot less singalongs. No "Wheels on the Bus" for this trip. Instead I witness a heated debate about the direction of the state's diminishing social support system. A woman talks loudly about the government taking away welfare and how it effects "the black woman" but I can't see who she's talking to. There's nobody with a counter argument. A man with a fat faced baby in a snowsuit pipes in that it effects white people too. I tune out.
Too many things to think about. There is so much on my plate in the next few days. I'm behind on my studies with 2 exams next week, a paper due today (not finished), and another 16 hours of work before the week is out. Somehow, if I can find the time, I've gotta fit in 11 miles by Saturday and another 12 on Sunday.
I'm taking a break from the bike today considering I was on it the last couple days. My body's holding up to the challenges I set so far this week (fingers crossed). Hill repeats didn't take as much out of me as I had expected. Everybody seems to hate them so I just assumed. I lost a toenail but my mom says this is pretty normal for marathon training. I ran 5 miles on the treadmill before 9:00 yesterday at an easy clip. Still holding out for my 12 miler on Sunday. I'm pretty excited about it.
I will be able to let my legs rest a little today because I can't get a run in until 4:00. Only 4 miles, I can't wait!

1 comment:

  1. I'm definitely in the group that gets worn out with hill repeats, so congrats for recovering so well from them. :)


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