Apparently Valentine’s Day is the new Halloween. Asa came home with quite the haul from school yesterday. I’ll be meting out candy for days. One mom also sent in a good-sized stuffed animal for each of the twelve children. Really? I feel pretty secure about the vaguely heart-shaped valentines Asa cut out red poster board for his little classmates. That said, Asa loves his new plush elephant. So thanks, Overachieving Rich Mom.
I’m back to training again. I did some hill repeats in Government Canyon yesterday. My guidance was to work the uphills and take the downhills easy. Compliance with those kind of guidelines is not a problem; Aren’t all uphills work? Nueces is pretty hilly, so I imagine I’ll be doing a lot of hill work between now and March 5th. I ran the marathon out there last year and I remember it being one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I’m not sure how much of that was Rocky fatigue and how much was the terrain. Seems unlikely I’ll be able to tease those two apart this year either. We’ll see. Camp Eagle, where the event is held, is absolutely gorgeous, and it’ll be wonderful to run out there regardless. The Texas Hill Country doesn’t get much lovelier.
I saw an unknown trail runner while I was at Government Canyon and the compression- knee-sock-wearing-trail-running community is small enough here in San Antonio that I introduced myself immediately and asked him his intentions. My friend, Chris, would have been proud. “So… training for anything in particular?” He was not. I forgot to invite him out to Eisenhower Park on Thursday. Remember, if you’re in town here, you should come join us at Ike at 5:30 or at Freetails afterwards around 6:30. All speeds and experience levels welcome. No tight knee socks required.
I’ve made a bit of peace with the food log. I still hate doing it, but it’s kind of resigned hatred now.