I like dreamin' even if it never comes true

Call me crazy, ok. Just crazy.

 

But after Saturday's 20k performance (1:37:15), I decided I could at least look at the time it would take for me, a 40-year-old male, to qualify for the Boston Marathon.

 

So I went to the Boston Athletic Association's Web site, clicked on "Qualifying" and laughed. It was all I could do to keep from crying.

 

To qualify for Boston, I'd have to run a 3:20 marathon. That's a 7:38 mile.

 

Hmmm. I ran a 7:50 for last Saturday's 20k. The only way I'm getting to Boston is via frequent flier mileage.

 

Oh, well. Nothing wrong with dreaming big.

 

As I said in an earlier post, I'll be very happy if I can keep an 8:00 m/m pace the entire 26.2. Believe me, I know I've still got a lot of work to do. I'm up to about 40 miles a week with a little less than 12 weeks remaining for the White Rock Marathon. I've got an 18-miler this weekend. My goal is to slowly increase my weekly mileage to somewhere in the mid to high 50s before I begin the marathon taper.

 

I should note here that the 18-week runups during my two previous marathons, my total mileage both times was less than 525 miles. In my previous 18 weeks this year, I've run 560 miles. So beating my marathon PR of 4:41 should be no problem. And running under 4 hours should be no problem.

 

But...how low can I go.....3:45?.....3:30....3:25....Hmmmm.

 

WRITING UPDATE: Here is a diddy about a guy applying to be the police chief in Fort Worth. One problem. He's in a little trouble on his old job.