There is no way on "God's green earth" (do you remember my love of Survivor? That's a quote from this past week) that I can run over 200km in 38 days.
It was a good thought this afternoon and it got me off of my ass tonight and plowed me through 6.1km on the treadmill, but really?
I can't do it.
I'd likely injure myself.
That's not the real reason though.
The real reason why I can't run over 200km in just 5 weeks is because of two things that are directly related:
1) I like to drink
2) Tis the season
Now don't get me wrong, I can not drink. I mean, I made it through a pregnancy and a year of breastfeeding, but when the reason isn't the health of my kid, I don't like to give up the grog.
So, I've revised my goal.
I will run 500km this year and I started tonight.
I have to run just over 2.9km every day for the next 37 to meet the goal. This means that if I run 6k every other day, I'm gold. If I get out on the weekends for 10k runs, I'm way ahead.
And, I can take those nights off to enjoy the wine/rye/gin etc of the season as well.
I like this plan. I can't wait to see it happen.