My 21 mile run on Saturday went pretty well. I think carrying my stupid Nathan water bottle thing around my waist slows me down a little--at least that's what I tell myself when I look at how fast I'm running compared to my heart rate. I'm trying to talk my wife into riding her bike with me while I run 18 miles next weekend so she could carry some water for me but she doesn't seem too thrilled with the idea. She said something about not wanting to be my pack mule. Whatever.
I'm still going to put in a fair amount of miles this week--probably around 55-60. This plan has a two week taper, so no cutting back until next week. I did the whole three week taper for my first marathon so I'm going to be a little more aggressive for this one. We'll see how that works out.
This morning I got the side stitch of all side stitches. I was doing two tempo intervals of 15 minutes each and after the second one I felt like someone was stabbing me in the liver. I actually had to stop and walk before running the two recovery miles at the end. Geesh, I hope I don't get one of those in the marathon. It's the only stitch that made me walk so far, so you know I'll be due for another one in the marathon.