Wow. Only one week of training left. It has been a slog physically and mentally lately, but I've still managed to accomplish amazing things. The Results Week 8 goal: Doing more speed than distance work. Race day is only two weeks away, and I've already gone a further distance than needed. Week 8 results: * Tuesday, September 8: 1.02 miles, 8:56 minutes total, 8:34 minute first mile * Wednesday, September 9: 3.02 miles, 32:43 minutes total, 9:48 minute first mile, 10:04 minute second mile, 12:30 minute third mile * Friday, September 11: 6.08 miles, 1:10:44 minutes total, 10:47 minute first mile, 11:25 minute second mile, 11:54 minute third mile, 11:37 minute fourth mile, 12:02 minute fifth mile, 11:49 minute sixth mile Daily Recap Tuesday, I simply wanted to go for speed and not distance. I broke my previous mile record by several seconds. I was very happy about that. Wednesday, I went for speed again. I had previously done two of three miles in under ten minutes each. This time, I wanted to do that for all three miles. I only did the first mile in under ten minutes, but not the second or third ones. Wednesday's run was a slog. I don't know why, so that makes it ok :) Friday, I just went for it. I slowed down the pace and just went for it to see how far I could go. I did six miles, and it didn't hurt too much. Jogging felt like walking. It was an amazing feeling. Dad's Corner Here's a funny story that I told at his funeral: I played on my school basketball team in middle school. In seventh grade, I was on the second string team, also known as the B team. We only had a three game season and lost all three games. The last game we got blown out. The score was about a bajillion to two. After the game, Dad took me home and could see how dejected I looked. He wanted so badly to help me. He told me that he would help me become a better basketball player. He told me that he would help me with my dribbling, passing, shooting, etc. This coming from a man who had even less athletic ability than I did and probably never played a game of basketball in his life. I was surprised that he said that, and I had no idea how he would actually keep to that promise. In the end, I never held him to it, and I thought it was sweet that he wanted to help.