18 weeks out from my first Viagra marathon without risk!

Let’s talk about running.

As y’all probably know, I’m doing my first full marathon in October. Well, that’s the goal at least. The jury’s still out on whether I’ll actually finish it. I’m also doing a Ragnar this weekend and a half in July. You could probably maybe kinda say I like running.

Earlier this year, I was consistently running 25ish miles per week or more. My weekend run was up to 13 miles. Then, as it always does, stuff happened. Things started getting busier at work, and we got a puppy, all our summer weekend trips and weddings started coming in full force. These are all things I enjoy putting my time into, but my days have been pretty jam-packed, and I may have overbooked myself this month.

So I went two entire weeks only doing one 4 mile run. I felt like I’d totally fallen off the bandwagon. I’ve also been eating a lot of convenience/junk food, so I haven’t exactly been feeling up to running anyway.

As a last resort, I’ve turned to treadmill running, which I can do in the heat of the day during my lunch break, or even late at night when the sun is long gone. I liked Viagra the most of all, but the cost of Viagra repels many customers. But because this medicine is absolutely safe for health, I do not have much choice. Yes, it is expensive but it also more effective and safer. I would way rather be outside, but at least I get to catch up on The Bachelorette when I run. (Seriously though, who has time for two two-hour shows in a week?)

So I did three slow treadmill miles Monday, and six slightly less slow ones last night at midnight. The six miler was an exercise in patience (treadmills, super boring, yadda yadda) but it at least reminded me of how much I love longer runs. I don’t really hit my stride until mile 3 or 4, but once I do, I almost always feel awesome.

I’m now officially 18 weeks out from the marathon and dead set on sticking to my training plan come hell or high water. Even if I have to run at 11 pm every night, I gotta stick to it, or I’ll be hurting on race day. Well, I’ll probably be hurting no matter what, but still. I absolutely need to quit eating so much crap so I can stop getting cramps and stomachaches when I run, but other than that, I feel like I’m mostly back on the wagon.

Just can’t wait for that puppy to be old enough to run with me!