Last night after choir practice, for no reason I could determine, Homer blurted out, "Are you going to bike 4000 miles this summer?" Now, I understand that Homer has biked 4000 miles in a year (some of his former co-workers actually made him a plaque, mostly to tease him, but he received it as a huge complement). I haven't biked more than a couple hundred miles in a year (that I can determine), but what I have done is this: in the past 5 weeks, I have run 166.4 miles. Meaning that I've averaged just under 33.3 miles per week (even including some snow days). If I were to continue at that pace for the whole year, I'd end up running over 1700 miles.
Yesterday I was scheduled for a 5 miler, so I ran the first two miles as a warm up and tried to break my adult 5K time. I was successful, coming in at 20:30 (40-50 seconds faster than my fastest 5K from last year - in which I won my age group).
I did get a good chance to run a different course this week, as I ran outside Noblesville, IN. I enjoyed a little bit of topography, but I was distressed at the amount of garbage thrown along the road, especially the beer cans and bottles. I guess drunk driving is alive and well in that part of Nobletucky. :-(