The rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated.
I’ve been having a good month, running-wise, if a little bit busy. Foregoing a fall marathon seems to have been the right decision; now to keep my weight moving down and my mileage moving up, and maybe spring will hold better news.
I’ve fallen in love with cycling again – key ride was the Bluff Point night ride that Mystic Cycle Center puts on – full moon and empty fire roads completely rocked. Though the monthly drill weekend rides have really, really helped, too.
Getting back to the pool has been good. This week’s triumph is two days in the pool, with more than 1000 yards each time. Little victories.
Lastly, Movember is coming. Go run.
Heh,heh. I got the Pearls reference. :)
So, the mustache is a go along with the runs?
Yep. It’s gonna cost me in my love life, but it starts tomorrow.