Last night I was looking at Daws’s and Lydiard’s schedule and seeing how they layout for Boston. It looks like I have one more three-week cycle of base-building before moving onto the hill phase.
This morning was one of those days when I thought, “How can you not love winter?” The temperature was 18 degrees, the winds were calm, and I had just finished skiing for 47 minutes. The trails were groomed right before I started, so skiing was a lot easier than my previous outing. I still need major work on my technique.
Since it’s pretty quiet around here, I went for a 6 mile run over lunch. The footing was crap, so I was happy to not pull anything. I wish I had my Yaktrax with me.
I’ve been reading a couple of new books lately. I started reading Again to Carthage (the sequel to Once a Runner) a month or so ago. I’m about 130 pages in and wondering why he didn’t title the book Once a Fisherman. There has, literally, been next to nothing written about running yet. Yesterday I did a quick search on letsrun.com to see what others have to say. Reviews were basically mixed, but I’d say the majority didn’t care for the book – at least not when compared to OAR. Someone said the running starts around page 170. I’ll get there but now it’s going to have to wait until I finish Bowerman and the Men of Oregon. I got this book last Saturday and haven’t been able to put it down.
Quote of the day;
“You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips.” – Oliver Goldsmith