I'm now officially in the taper period of training for the Chicago Marathon. The hubby asked me how far I was going to run today. I said, "10 miles". He replied, "That's a short run for you now!" I said to that, "It's a very doable run, but I still wouldn't call it short!"
Yesterday the two of us ran the Dirty Dog Dash - a 3-mile mud run much like the Warrior Dash, complete with a beer for finishing. I love that! The course was a hilly run through a wooded paintball play field. It was a fun run, but there hardly any obstacles, and hardly any mud. Even the announcer kept teasing the runners that no one was finishing very dirty.
But, it was fun and certainly not bad for the inaugural running. If they do it again next year, I'm sure it'll improve and grow in size.
I was most impressed by the hubby during the run. We took turns taking the lead on narrow trail sections. When I ran ahead, I pushed the pace a little and heard the hubby keeping right up. He has gotten in great shape this summer, lost some weight, and had a lot of fun. I'm so proud of him! (Photos to come...)