I never worried about this before I started running marathons. Running for fun means you can just stop whenever you want or whenever you don't feel like it or whenever something hurts. Then you can start again a week or two or ten later after you're all healed up.
Of course, planning the months long investment into marathon training sort of makes me antsy now about missing more than a day or two.
After that test run on Sammy went so poorly (20-30 yards?), I was afraid he was going to send me to another 2016 Rehoboth - under trained and in pain. I gave him another little test last Thursday and he did OK while we shuffled along at 10 minutes per mile. A day off was followed by 40 minutes on the dreadmill that was slower but also good.
This week he seems to be 100%, although I've yet to do anything fast that might stress him at all. But I have run every day this week. 4, 3, 5, and 4 miles at my normal easy 9 minute pace. All signs point to him being good to go.
Being as far behind schedule as I am, the new plan is to slowly but steadily ramp up the mileage until I'm about even with the training calendar. Once I get there, I'll add back in the speed work and we'll see what happens as we move towards April (or May, which is plan B).
Bought new family room furniture. We'd gone out looking for a sofa for the living room, but sort of got side tracked. Married 37 years and this is the first time we've bought a set of furniture from a furniture store. That stuff is crazy expensive. We bought stuff from the outlet area, so better than it could have been. Not to mention, everything else was twice as big as would fit in our house and it's all powered now with USB and whatever else they can thing of. Signs of age, right? I'm not interested in my chair giving me a massage or plugging my laptop into it. Just give me a place to sit and watch TV, OK?