eWAC posted today about the start to our marathon training program, and while I promise not to make this blog all sporty (the purity of its scholarly intentions shan't be sullied), I'm totally going to copy him. Besides, he got me into this mess.
We're following the venerable Hal Higdon's marathon training guide. As Eric mentions, while he's following an intermediate plan, I'll be limping along on the Novice II plan. When you figure that Eric is registered for umpteen triathlons this summer, and is a more natural and motivated athlete than I, you may assume that my boyfriend will finish the marathon several days ahead of me. But I will persevere. And run 468 miles between now and the marathon: four days per week running, a day of cross-training, and two days of rest. I am sooo hoping that baking counts as cross-training.
At this point I simply can't conceive of running 26.2 miles (that's 46,112 yards for all you tailors). But I guess that's what training—and denial—are for.