Well, here we are. Training is finished and the race is a few days away. Like every training cycle, things didn’t go according to plan. However, I got through the training - actual training, not some slog trying to masquerade as training. That’s a first in several years. And that alone is an accomplishment and something to celebrate.

We finally saw some fall weather here in the swampy south. Temps actually dipped into the 50s (lows, highs still in the 70s), so I ended up with some decent runs (finally!).

Sigh. Fall nuttery is in full swing over here. As much as I love this time of year, it’s also so busy.

So, last week wasn’t my most stellar week, and I’m a bit late to the weekly recap party. But I’m still moving along.

And with that, week four of fall training is complete. Like the gazillion weeks before it, this week was hot and humid, and running was tough.

I don’t even know what to say about this past week. I don’t know if it was allergies, current events, lack of sleep, or a combination of a bunch of things, but I felt awful last week.

Fall training may be under way, but it is definitely not feeling even remotely like fall.

This past week, in what’s become an unfortunate annual fall tradition, we evacuated from a hurricane.

That's a wrap on my lollygagging before leaping into fall training. Last week marked the end of rebuilding and the beginning of fall training. It was a weird week, though.