150
150 is a pretty big number. You might think that in the big picture, it really isn't, but imagine this: 150 rabid dogs chasing you, 150 balloons stuffed in your car, 150 days in solitude. 150 is a lot.
Starting September 6th, I ran consecutively for 150 days, without a day off. Ya, some days were 2-3 miles, but others were 12-15. Distance aside, that is 150 days of constant pounding on my legs. 150 days of constant fatigue. Those were a great 150 days, until I started trying to race...
I learned very quickly through all this that streaks are okay if you run for recreation. But, if you are trying to be competitive, they don't work too well. Sure, streak a season is one thing, but streak through the off-season, through times where you should be not running, is not good. I know there are guys out there, fast guys, who probably streak, but it is not for me. I will not be attempting this again, unless one day, in the far off future, I am in a spot where it makes sense. Until then, happy resting.
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