Five weeks ago I ran my all time furthest.  I thought at the time that I was golden, and that adding on a little more mileage would be easier than first anticipated, because I was so far ahead in my training.  Just keep the long runs at a +5% / -5% of my previous long run, and increase accordingly.

It seemed like a good plan at the time, but as in life sometimes plans change at the very last moment, and mine seems to have done that.

After taking two weeks off, I got back out to do a long run. I was shooting for 22 miles. I had it all mapped out, and figured that my run would go all the way from Oak Cliff, through downtown Dallas, up the Katy Trail, and into the SMU campus; at that point I would turn back and run home.

The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

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This morning I ran alone for the first time in five weeks.  Ringo is sidelined with his paw issue, and Lola is still at the vet after being spayed yesterday.  Neither puppy will be running for the time being.

Funny that not having those guys to run with, made it more difficult to muster up the energy to get out the door.  I am used to having their happy bouncy puppy bodies ready to get going on our morning adventure. Instead I had one sad pup face looking at me from his crate, and another empty crate waiting for its occupant to come home later.

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