ugh

Yes, this is a Star Trek reference.
No, it's not the first one to show up in this blog.
Yes, I am this much of a nerd.
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48 days until the Chicago Marathon.  DoubleYouTeeEff.  How the hell did THAT happen?

Clearly, I'm caught in some sort of disturbance in the space-time continuum. Normally by this stage in marathon training, I would be running my ass off and piling up the miles, but clearly (again) that's not happening.  I'm blaming Life and it's propensity to get in the way. Long work hours makes Nora a very tired and non-motivated marathon trainee. And the last time I looked at my training plan, it didn't say "skip as many training runs as you want." And no matter how many times I check, it doesn't have the caption "Even though you didn't train properly, something magic happens here!!" on marathon day.

Sigh.

I know you just can't get enough of
my nasty looking toes.

I felt pretty good that I was able to rip off 16 miles last weekend without too much difficulty, but I don't think I'm doing myself any favors by not running during the week and then trying to run double digits on the weekend.  I'm afraid I'm going to end up hurting myself if I keep doing that. Oh, and I didn't get my long run done this weekend either.  The deficit worsens.......

Speaking of ugh, I lost the toenail on my left big toe today. Poor thing has been black since the MedCity 20 miler and has been hanging on by a thread for about a month. Ever see Darth Vader without his helmet?  That's what my big toe looks like. (I'd post a pic of that but having a Star Trek AND a Star Wars reference in the same blog post seems a bit much for even me.  Oh wait, I just did that, didn't I?  Shit. Oh well.) The second toe looks pretty rough too. The current count of missing/partial new growth toenails is three. My ill-fitting shoes really took a toll this spring!

So, back to my complaining about lack of time, energy, mojo, whatever it is that's keeping me from running.  Yeah, I know, woe is me. And I know I have first world problems. And I know, "If I really want it, I'll make it happen" blah, blah, blah.... But it's still depressing that I'm not getting my miles in! I'm already getting up at 4:00 a.m. most days to work, so trying to get by on even less sleep seems pert near impossible.  But enough beating myself up. Onward and upward!  Let's see what happens to life when we try to incorporate a little running into the mix. Hopefully this week will be better!  I'm not quite into panic mode.  Yet.