It’s the end of September and I’m deep in marathon training for Verona in November.
The hardest thing about doing a marathon is not the race itself, but the training. And arguably the hardest thing about training is the long run. Juggling increased mileage with all the other demands of life is always a challenge, and sometimes the idea of going out and running for hours on my own, on legs that feel fatigued from the increased training volume, doesn’t fill my heart with joy.
I’ll admit I had a bit of a wobble at the beginning of the month.