Due to me having to attend a press conference for the new "Die Hard" movie, I had to miss my training session with Team to End AIDS. But after the conference was over, I went out to the gym to do my eight mile recovery run.
This time, we ran 17 miles. While our bodies ended up paying a price for that, we are getting closer and closer to fulfilling the promises we made to ourselves that we will run this year’s Los Angeles Marathon.
After running the equivalent of a half-marathon the week before, this week had us doing a recovery run of seven miles so our leg muscles could recover.
This week of training has us running 14 miles, and that’s the equivalent of a half-marathon. It marked a celebration for many Team to End AIDS runners as this is now the farthest they have ever run in their lives.
This twelfth week of marathon training had us doing a recovery run after surviving a 12 mile run the week before in the rain and wind. But it also proved to be a recovery run in more ways than one as we suffered the loss of one of our beloved coaches who left this world far too soon.
This week brought me back to Griffith Park in Burbank, California where we had an easy six mile run. The only thing that threatened to stop us in our tracks was the fact that the morning weather was more frigid than Los Angeles should allow.
Because of a press conference I had to attend for "Parental Guidance," I was unable to attend the Saturday morning training session with Team to End AIDS. I did however make up for that by running on the treadmill the following day at my local 24 Hour Fitness gym.
This week had us running five miles. While it was not one of the most exciting of runs, it still shows us making good progress in our training. But this run did have one special addition which made it unique, a lot of fog!
For this week’s training I am in Northern California to celebrate Thanksgiving with the family, and I end up doing speedwalks by the ocean and doing my training on a treadmill at the local gym.
Today we ran six miles in the rain, passing by restaurants cooking up food we would love to eat because it smells so darn good, and those peanut butter and pickle covered Ritz crackers finally make a comeback.