3 hours of Harry Potter

Today I did a 20 mile run. Woo hoo! I'm very happy bout this folks. Because, well, I'm training for a marathon in early May, and I was supposed to do 15 last weekend, and I went out, felt really tired, and only limped along for 10. Normally no big deal, but when you're on a schedule, cause you're training for a marathon, it matters! If I have to start at 10 to work my way up to 20, how am I ever going to get in my 4-6 20 mile runs by early May? That was my concern anyway. So this morning I loaded up my MP3 player with Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkhaban (read by Fry, I believe), grabbed a jacket and a hat (18 degrees with windchill today), and off to the lake I went. Harry Potter did me just right - kept me focused on something other than the lotta miles I was trying for, and wasn't so stimulating or exciting that I was speeding up. It was, over all, a very pleasant 3 hours and 6 minutes. Still slow, but hey, I got it in and that's what counts.

Next step, for me, is to buy new shoes. These have about 1,000 miles on them and my foot is killing me. I am finding that you can get away with worn out shoes, or ill fitting shoes, or whatever, quite a bit as long as you're not doing 3 hours of running. That's when they start to matter. Ouch.

So, JK Rowling, in addition to entertaining my daughter for the past 2 years, and my wife and I for many more, now I owe you for a good run. On the other hand, you're so freaking rich by now I feel you are also being well rewarded for your work. I'll send you a happy thought for a good day as you live in your castle (sheesh). I'm not jealous, nope, not me.

A freaking castle, though.