Monday - Sunday's run left me feeling a little achy, so I contemplated skipping today's run. However, I was feeling pretty fresh after work and went out for a 3 mile run with Lucy. Felt great after.
Tuesday - Went out for a 7 mile run with Lucy and wound up running ~8.5 miles. I maintained a comfortable pace and the run felt fairly easy. I finished up listening to The Dead, by James Joyce and started listening to The Hunger Games, by Suzanne Collins.
Wednesday - 6.25 mile run. I only had 3 miles on my training schedule, but I've been enjoying listening to books and I was thinking about the looming time change, which will leave me to run in the dark after work, for a few months. I decided to head out to run on my favorite local (easily reachable from my doorstep) trail, which is always at its best during a good sunset. Additionally, I thought to myself "it's tarantula season, maybe I'll get lucky". I was not disappointed on either front (sunset or tarantula)! I wound up with a photograph that is currently being matted and framed in a ~20" x 30" frame and I got to pet and hold, not one, but TWO tarantulas! Note: don't hold tarantulas, they're very fragile and can be easily harmed, they'd probably appreciate it if you just leave them the hell alone. I just couldn't resist! Oh, and I knocked out a couple more chapters of The Hunger Games.
Thursday - Hit up a local middle school for 5 x 800 m repeats with 400 m recovery jogs + a little warm-up and cool-down. 6.63 miles total. I ran the 800's in 3:16-3:30 (avg ~6:45 min/mile pace maybe).
Friday - Rest day.
Saturday - Ran 9 miles with 7 miles at my GMP (goal marathon pace - 8:30 min/mile). The workout felt tough, particularly the last couple of GMP miles.
Sunday - 10.5 miles.
Weekly Totals: 43.74 miles; +2,717 ft.
He (I'm confident it was a male, at age ~7, they go out exploring for a partner during fall evenings) was very gentle and timid, hiding under my hand instead of walking across it.