I can spend weeks in a funk wallowing around in self pity after a disappointing marathon finish, but when I actually PR and feel good, I can't allow myself to bask in the glory. Nope, I'm just hungry for the next one.
So, here's the deal folks... typically, this is the time of year that I get lazy and fat. I've ran my spring marathon and training in the humid heat of Nashville for a summer marathon is just ridiculous... So, I'll continue with my running, topping out around 25-30 miles a week... eat cheeseburgers, french fries, and chicken nachos a few times a week and consume beers. And in this process gain probably 5-7 pounds. Thats Summer Amy from the past 2 years.
Or should I say, thats OLD Summer Amy. I've decided I'm not content with just running a spring marathon and a fall marathon and getting fat in the summer.
No sir, this year is going to be different. This year, I've signed up for an August 1 marathon. Which means, I'm already about 14/15 weeks out. What marathon, you ask?
I'm going to be running wit da griz at the Grizzly Marathon in Choteau, MT.
So, yeah... if the prospect of being chased by a grizzly bear during a marathon doesn't make me train hard, nothing will.