Not so long anymore

I got a break this week. Instead of running a 20 and 30 mile like last week I only had to do 17 and 26. That meant I started out on my usual route this morning, after sleeping in for an extra thirty four minutes, and got to skip parts of it, like the loop around Cornwall park and the usual brief visit to Galbraith Mountain. I've changed a lot in a couple weeks, like for instance running for three hours and forty minutes just doesn't even seem that long, it's like I'm taking a shortcut. And my two hours twenty three minute run on Tuesday? Dang, should I even go anywhere? It'll be over like in no time, maybe I should just run circles in my back yard. It is a long time if you think about it, but so people who think so have no problem working eight or nine hours a day, five days in a row at jobs they often hate. I think it is much better running for four hours one day a week, and two the rest of the days, than working eight hours a day, five days in a row! And most people I meet think you're crazy if you want to work any less. If that's normal then I'm just fine being crazy, thank you.
When I run on a Lakeway I pass a street called Raymond and then I turn the corner, go up Yew street (up and up and up) and pass Alvarado street. Dang, am I the only one who remembers the Secret World of Alex Mack? Probably. Who else remembers the 90s? I ran back then but back then running two miles was a real long ways, no joke. See it's all in how you perceive things. Last year I dropped out of my first marathon because I couldn't imagine being able to run that far. And now I do a marathon or longer every week and it doesn't seem like a big deal. That's why I wanted to do this. So when I go run the 50k it won't be that big a deal. Just another Saturday- weee! this time I have company!