If You Can See the Tears, You Aren't Sweating Enough

The weekend has come and past and it was, by all accounts, a successful training weekend. The last thing I want to do is over-train and the very the last thing I want to do is not be in shape for the marathon and the very very last thing I want to do is get hurt.

It is tough training in the arctic tundra that is currently Cincinnati. My training is currently bound to the "gym" at my apartment complex. Small though it is, I think it has everything I need. Two treadmills, two ellipticles, two stationary bikes and a Nautilus machine. Sure the treadmills will stick as you are running and one of the bikes doesnt have foot straps and the wires on the treadmill are torn and frayed... actually I think the boys at Guantanamo Bay have better facilities. But you make do with what you have.

I will spare the details, but I successful worked out three days in a row. Two workouts on the treadmill and one on the ellipticle with some light weights tossed in here and there. Just trying to get my cardio in a more runner friendly state-of-mind. Speaking of which it is about that time. And speaking of time blog fan(s), the last blog was not written at 6:36 am, more like 10:40 am just for clarification. I am supposed to be waking up early for running not blogging.

Also, I was informed that the first person to run a marathon died at the end. Makes you think. Makes me think he didn't keep to his training schedule.