Quite amazingly, there are only four weeks until the marathon. These things always sneak up on me. My friend Tom is trying to get me to sleep in a smoking room at the Ramada Inn in northern Kentucky. I'm resisting that option. Despite my grand plans, I haven't been structured about my training at all. Coming down with the flu didn't help. Here's my evaluation of where I'm at:
1. Miles per week: I'm peaking at about 43. That's not a lot of miles. In previous marathons, I'd get up to 60 miles per week. Right now, I'm just working too much for that. Running six days a week isn't happening, and my regular runs are 6.2 miles.
2. Speed: Here, I'm doing alright. Early in the winter, I was doing really well, regularly doing my daily runs right at the 7-minute pace. Since then, I've actually regressed, for a variety of reasons, and now my runs are closer to 7:15.
3. Long runs: So far, so good. I've done three 20 mile runs, including a 20.2-miler on Saturday in 2:29. I also ran a couple 18s. I'll probably do two more 20s the next two weekends.
4. Races: Again, not so great. I've only run two half marathons. The Manhattan Half went quite well; the Bronx, not so much. I wish I'd done a few more to get used to suffering.
5. Speedwork: Nope. I don't know what it is, but I just can't get myself to do speedwork. This is troubling, because I won't get better at this point doing the same training I've done for years. My body has reached where it can go with that. I can see that with the consistency of my run times. They're all pretty much the same. I'm not happy with myself over my inability to get into speedwork. It's why I need to join a running club.
Overall, I'm OK with my training. I've come to grips with the face that the 2:59 Project will have to wait for the fall. I'm just not there yet. But I'm there to run a sub 3:10 marathon, I think. We'll see how the last few weeks of training go.