Good day, and welcome to Day 101!

After waking up on the third day of a killer headache that threatened to descend into migrainedom at any minute, I took a couple of extra hours this morning to sleep in and finally, finally have managed to make it go away.  I literally felt this huge ball of tension in my shoulder melt away, and that seems to have been the source of the problem.  Now I no longer want to cut off my own head (or anybody else's) with a dull hatchet.

Which means I also finally tracked down my training schedule so I could see, um, what I'm supposed to be doing that I'm actually not.  Ah well.  I have 100 excuses (and now, 101!) as to why not.  The past two days I really have had this weird clicking in my knee.  At least, I think it's my knee; I can't feel anything, I only hear it.  I've narrowed it down to my left leg.  Maybe I'm going to hatch alien cricket babies out of my leg.  They will be something for Amy's alien spider babies to eat when hers finally hatch.

This is Week 15 of my training.  Only 11 more days to go until the marathon.  Only 12 more days until I die.  Because of headachezilla, I didn't do the scheduled three miles yesterday.  I hope to do them tonight, and then if miracles occur and angels sing and I um get up early I will do five miles tomorrow.  Ha!  Ha ha ha ha ha!!!

Sorry, I'm back.

What I do know I will be doing is switching Friday's three miles to Saturday as I am doing a 5K race as part of my running league.  Oooh, guess what?  I am currently in second place in my group!  I could get cash and stuff!  Sunday has eight miles scheduled, but instead I am doing another race, a 10K that is sponsored by one of the best -- how you say?  -- peoples around here who put these things on.  Good shirts, good schwag, good food, good organization.  Plus if I've remembered correctly, a 10K is the only race I am missing in my quest to race all the distances in 2010. 

It may be a busy weekend, what with the race doubleheader, plus I may or may not be shampooing my carpents in anticipation of my mom's visit next week for the marathon, and I want to go to the bellydance showcase going on this weekend as my old classmates and instructor are performing Saturday night.  I need a nap just thinking about all of this. 

For Week 16, I am supposed to run three miles, run three miles, walk three miles -- all on different days, in case you were wondering -- and then Sunday is the marathon.  I think I'll be booking my hospital room ahead of time. 

I feel like a schlub for petering out in the hardest weeks of marathon training, but I feel like a gigantic schlub for not managing to complete the last two, easiest weeks of marathon training.  Well, easiest except for that whole marathon thing.  I think I've already decided to do another half in July, the Lacamas Lake 1/2 marathon.  It's the one with the killer, seriously killer hill at the four mile mark (I did the four mile race part of this event last year).  I think you have to do that hill twice for the half marathon.  I may be insane.

Oh well, at least I'm a somewhat cheerful insane.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl