This is the Plan

The five mile club, round two...not so easy as the first one. HaHa...the excitement of a new achievement is pure adrenaline, low dose and constant.  Today was the reality, I have decided that five miles is the minimum training run from here on out.  Everything since the new year has been conditioning to train, now it is time to train, actual.  This distance is a strong run, I plan to repeat it three times and then up it one mile on the fourth.  I will repeat this cycle, all the way up the hill.  In my mind it is like slow boiling a frog, one day I will wake up and be at the top.  In my mind.  In reality there are many miles to go.  The last go of it I had, in between the time I completed the Walla Walla Half Marathon (and fell out of the full), and my PBR of seventeen miles in March of 2011, I pushed way to hard...I was trying to train regularly above 10 miles per run, and I think my muscles were just, pretty much, like "fuck you, asshole," after my 17 miler.  Also, it was pretty epic, because I ran from my house, in a complete circle around my home community of Walla Walla, WA...all of it, including the bedroom community next door, home to my alma mater, College Place, WA.  I fell, had blood all down my leg, met jesus on the road, died twenty times inside, was sunned on, rained on, winded on...I was like a victorious battled, veteran of the war...which I am.  So I said, "fuck  it, I am drinking beer for a while." This time?  I will only reward myself with bloody mary's and beer, after I finish this one little thing...actually, twenty six of them. Ha.