Restraint + Perseverance = Discipline

With my sister (who has taken the marathon runner baton for the past 3 years) home for Thanksgiving, it was the perfect opportunity to go for a post-gluttony, pre-training run. Easy 2 miles with a leisurely walk around the park in the middle. A bit of tightness in the left calf prevented me from doing more - but perhaps this is a blessing in disguise.

As it turns out, both the beauty and the frustration with the training plan I settled on is the conservative build-up in the beginning. Though my "training" thus far has existed entirely in my head - reading blogs, mapping out routes, researching shoes and gear - I've already been finding myself anxious to do much more than 1-mile runs at the onset - after all, isn't it that much easier to build to 13, then 26 if we start with 3's and 4's rather than 1's and 2's? But that pang in my leg this Friday reminded me why I shouldn't - no way am I letting my injury-prone body succumb to failure in the firest few weeks. I'm sure, too, that the discipline to not run more than 1 mile tomorrow will hopefully translate to pushing through to 9-10 miles come week 8 when I only want to do 3. :)

So I hereby vow to exercise both restraint & perserverance and with tomorrow's forecast of snow, it seems the elements are on board for testing that commitment. Better find myself some good hats before the morning!