This is a guest post from Bryan F, who wrote a bit to us on Twitter and I asked if he'd like to write a bit more and host it at our blog.
Today I ran 8 miles.
Not unusual for an intermediate runner, or one training for an upcoming marathon.
That’s right. I’m training for the Chicago Marathon. It will be my second attempt at breaking the four-hour barrier. Last year things fell apart after 18 miles and I finished in 4:15, unofficially. This year I'm even more dedicated to the training.
After letting myself sleep in this weekend, I was on the road by six o’clock. My strides began to flow almost immediately and I knew that my legs were fresher than they had been and wanted to take control of the run. “Go Ahead, “ I replied. My mind was heavy and had no reservations about letting the feet carry some of the load. They found a comfortable pace somewhere ahead of my easy runs and under my tempo pace. About 9:30/mile.