I got in a good run today and the pressure was definitely on for me to finish it before 11:30am. Snickers had noted to me that he'd be waking up at 11:30am and heading out to go grocery shopping but I absolutely love, love, LOVE grocery shopping so I wanted to be back and ready to join him. Mission completed.
I really don't want to talk about that dang ugly couch anymore or the Mean Girls who I'd love to upper cut to high Heaven. I think God would reject their rude snobbish souls and kick them back down to Earth. Thinking about them exhausts me and so I'm trying my hardest to just leave them to karma.
Side note here, if I ever get a fourth dog, I'm most definitely going to name it Karma.
Today I was visited by three friends, one of which brought me a cappuccino [enter extra sweet points for him here] and two others who decided to buy some of our members coffee and then entertain us in the ring. I like it when friends visit me here, not because it's hilarious when they try to box but because my work hours don't exactly allow me to get out of the club when most are done work. Plus, I'm most comfortable here and it's nice to share our club with them.
Our club has very much become quite the community center, with members bringing their friends to check the club out, parents dropping by to watch their kids train, and our facilities expanding to include unexpected boxing club items like two BB guns, a skateboard, and now a ping-pong table. Tonight the father of one of our mini Hulkies surprised his son by stopping by. His son was playing ping-pong with his friends at the time so I asked him if his father knew how to play well. "I don't know", he answered. Next thing I knew it his father and him were playing together; it was a nice father/son moment to see.
It had been a full day today. I woke up at 9am, got out for a 10:30am and then it was go, go, go up until about 1am when we turned off the club lights and my head hit the pillow. Tomorrow it's my day off of training, off ALL training -- no morning run, no HIIT on the treadmill, no boxing, and no weight training. I hate rest days and I know myself to know I'll be thinking about working out all day. I'll try to preoccupy myself with cooking up more juice bar menu possibilities and reading up on tapering for full marathon training. I can't believe it will be Friday already and I can't believe it's only two weeks until my first full marathon.
Just before I call this homepage entry an end, I was talking to my friend Satoshi in Japan. He did his first full marathon a little while ago so I asked him about his timing. He clocked in 42kms in 3:27, holy impressive but holy intimidating!!! This means that his pacing was 4:54mins/km. My best pacing was for a 10km race -- 4:47min/km -- but it was only 10kms and the difference between running a 10km and a full marathon, beyond the obvious distance difference, is massive. A full marathon race is definitely more about the mental challenge of it than a 10km race.
My current pacing for my long runs are about 5:26min/km, soooo...
...if I keep this pace up for the full marathon, I'll finish at 3:49:15.
However, I have to expect I'll get slower as the distance exceeds longer than my longest run, sooo...
...if I shoot to finish under 4:30, this means my pacing would have to stay under 6:23min/km.
A realistic goal would to be finish under 4 hours and 30 minutes but my ultimate goal would be to finish under 4 hours (5:41min/km pacing), so I'm aiming to hit in the middle.
My goal: finish before the 4 hours and 13 minute mark -- 6min/km pacing.
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