12 Miles

Small victories continue, at least if you look at them in a glass half full kind of way.  Ran 12.1 miles with C___ this morning.  Beautiful day! Indeed about as nice a day for a run as there can be.  Temperature in the mid-50s to low-60s, blue sky, puffy clouds, and gajillions of runners out looking fitter than me.  There's a story about Frank Lloyd Wright asking to be housed in a particular building on a famous college campus (actually I've heard the story about multiple buildings on multiple college campuses), so that he wouldn't have to look at it.   Anyway, ran at a pretty slow pace, worked on keeping my weight forward, and landing on my toes.  I am doing this in shoes with a normal (13mm) drop.  When you add in my orthotics. I'm getting a lot of lift.  In order to avoid having to get way up on my toes, I didn't really worry about whether my heel was touching down after the foot plant, but still this did seem to force me to exaggerate the lean a bit.  I may switch to the New Balances I got free a few weeks ago, with a 10mm drop to see if that feels more natural.

I'm still a bit nervous about digging out the true minimals (Kinvaras and Brooks Pure Flow) from my closet, because I'm afraid that they'll pull too much on the Achilles. . .

The good news is that I completed the run with minimal discomfort, and no more achiness than is appropriate for a two hour run.  The bad news is that my pace/heart rate ratio is still way off. I guess that's another way of saying I'm out of condition.  Which is another way of saying I got fat this winter. . .   Oh well.  Hopefully time will cure this problem . . .