234 weeks?! Assuming I only live 4680 weeks (90 years) that's 5% of my life.
Well, it was a pretty busy week of meetings at work. I'm not sure how much I actually accomplished, but I went to lots of meetings. It is hard to tell sometimes how much a meeting is worth. Sometimes the value of a single meeting exceeds everything else done in the day because of five minutes of decision making. Other times, so many people are disengaged that you have to question the point of having all of these people at the meeting.
For the record, I'm going to do a little writing over Christmas and New Year's break, so there might be a few longer blog posts here. If you couldn't tell, blogging has not been on the top of my mind the last couple months.
I only ran 20 miles this week because I pulled my right hamstring on Monday, and then again six days later on Sunday. Grrr! I mean, I've been in this injury cycle all year. 12 months without a single training week of 80 miles or more and I have only ran four races in the past year, and two of them were not pretty. The good news is I am strong, if I can only get healthy now...