Ghost of Igloi and Bertrand, kumbaya, my friends! Kumbayah, my Lord, kumbayah. Oh Lord, kumbaya.
When I went to sergeant school at Fort Indiantown Gap, PA, in September 1994, the last part of our training was a field training exercise. Those of us who were still in the course, and hadn't already washed out and been sent home, set up our tents in the middle of a forest. Nearby was the encampment of the officer candidates. One night in the wee hours, the officer candidates decided to get rambunctious. They ran through our camp and knocked over all our tents and destroyed everything. We were warned not to react. So we sergeant candidates all stood up, joined hands, and sang "Kumbayah" in the dark while the officer candidates rampaged around us.
Trying to figure out if I should run today. This is one of my three scheduled running days per week (Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday) but right knee has been bothering me more than usual. So I probably shouldn't run, but I LIVE for my three running days. That's why I do all this stretching and strengthening crap. So I suspect I shall run anyway, and then afterward try to make up for it by doing some extra stretching and strengthening.
amkelley, you sound remarkable. You raced at well below 18 BMI, which I have never heard of before; and you have a best marathon pace which is almost as fast as your best 5K pace, which I have also never heard of before. I still think more muscle would have made you faster in the past, and would make you faster now. But here I am, can't even run 10 mpw without breaking down, giving advice to a 2:42 marathoner.