Geof quips that the next week he is getting back on the wagon, "It will be a 70 mile week!" I giggle at the random outburst and express my surprise.
I think aloud, "That would be kinda fun."
Geof asks, unable to recall, if I've done a 70 mile, non-race, week before.
"Nope...not in one week [brief pause as I ponder this question]...but I have done it in less than one day...!"
The question suddenly occurs to me...how come I'm so afraid of a big mileage week, but the idea of running 60, 70, 100 miles in a day or so makes total sense?
"I can run 100 miles in little more than a day and come away practically unscathed, outside of some blisters...yet I'm unwilling to spread that distance out over a week?"
"I know, I don't get it either," says Geof as he steps out of the bathroom.
It's funny how things you think you've completely beat the dead horse on can get shown in a slightly different light and suddenly the entire paradigm shifts.
It's the second shift :)
So now I sit and ponder...what would it feel like to run a high mileage week/weeks? I dunno. I guess I'll be finding out as my training for JJ100 involves a couple of uncharacteristically high mileage weeks. Intrigued, I am. I think it's time for me to try it on for size.
And now, for a totally unrelated photo...
Queen K Hwy, Hawai'iPaige, out.