I had hoped to do a long run today, but life got in the way.
My wife and I like to pretend we're young sometimes and invite 18-20-somethings over to our house for games, food, etc. We did that last night and the last guest left at 3:00 AM. It was fun, but I'm not that young anymore! Did I mention that it was fun? We laughed and played games and met new people. And for that Friday evening, I knew those young folks were not getting in trouble. (Not that those ones would anyway, but it was for sure last night.)
I knew a group was running the Rails to Trails from Piney to TN at 6:00 AM this morning. To be fair, I set my alarm. When it went off, I knew that there was no way I could even get out of bed, let alone run 21 miles. So, I turned it off and slept until 10:30. Then I got up planning to do a long run in the heat of the day. That was also a bad idea. I went over to the Rails to Trails trailhead because I knew it would be about the only shady place I could run. I took off hoping to go long.
About 2.5 miles out from my car, I saw a large (guessing 60 lbs.) dog. He was asleep on the trail but woke up when I was about 200 yards or so from him. He woke up and stared me down. I was already miserable, hot and alone in a rural area, so I used discretion and turned around. He growled and barked, but didn't try to close the 200 yard gap to come get me. So, 5 miles is what I did today. That puts me at 36 or so for the week.
I've had several low mileage (40 or fewer miles) weeks in a row now. I'm doing what I said I wouldn't do this summer. That is slacking and getting out of shape. Ugh. I must find a way to get the weekly mileage up over 50 again.