Hare today, Philly in 22 weeks (or bust)

Chronicling the training for my first marathon in Philadelphia Nov. 22.

One eventful thing this week

Is that the difficulty of shorter runs still sometimes outweigh the longer ones. The extertion of Monday’s 3 miles felt greater than today’s 5, and while I think that’s mostly mental, and my being able to relax during those first few and not start amping myself up for a finish until later, maybe part of it is that those shorties mark an abrupt return from my runless weekends?

And P.S. when I referred to my slow return to normal eating habits I’m not counting the ENTIRE bag of sweet chilli Riceworks chips I just scarfed on my return from bar trivia tonight. Now I feel ill again. At least they’re healthyish? Ish?