The end of the first session of our summer program is awesome. The other two instructors have gone home, but I've got to stay and close the building up at 4, so here I am, doing the sort of time-killing things that get done on a beautiful sunny friday in July when you're one of three people left in the building.
I had lunch with the kids from the session today and it was interesting, we were talking about hydration (since I had 3 empty 8-ounce bottles of water in front of me) and I explained about my brushes with dehydration and why I was careful. The response I got was interesting, mainly because these kids (who are rock climbers and lacrosse players and rugby players) didn't believe that I could run 11 miles--because they didn't think that they could run 11 miles.
I tried to explain that its really having the will to run it more than anything that makes it possible, but that didn't seem to go over too well. But to me thats the truth: that if you want to do it you can do it, as a matter of course. It certainly takes some training, especially if the farthest you've ever run is a mile, but if you're determined you'll get there.
At least I think I will.
No running today: yesterday was a 7-miler and I'm not sure about tomorrow, I'm going to SolarFest with JLB and his bro. So there is some possibility of an early morning run, depending.
Next week is obviously going to have to be more serious if I want to finish the steamtown. I know that a lack of training now will = a world of hurt in a couple of months, so I'm on it.
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