Running Recap Resumes - also, nudists really have it easy

Oops it's been a few weeks and while the details might not be thrilling, it keeps me honest. My running schedule has gotten a little more - er - flexible since work ended. Last week included the 13 miler and a total of 26 miles. I love that I managed to do the 13, but I've also decided to cut back my long runs for the time being to closer to 9 or 10 milers. Mostly because I've heard it recommended that long runs stay at less than 1/3 of your total mileage. But also in terms of time management, 13 miles or more... well, it takes a while!

So the newish schedule involves an extra day of running a small distance and a little extra mileage to my other days. This week it went something like this:

Monday: Watch Andrew race - so kind of a rest day
Tuesday: 9 miles and strength. Oh and dancing that evening. I hurt the next day, let me tell ya
Wednesday: half mile repeats for 6 miles total
Thursday: 4 miles (and a half, because I can't read a map and ran farther than I was supposed to - it also involved scaling a tall fence because I ended up on private property instead of the trail I wanted and decided it would be better than turning around - hey I like my easy days to be a little X-Treme!!)
Friday: 6 miles
Saturday: 2 miles

I've been running a little bit faster recently - on runs shorter than 5 miles, I can go about a minute to a minute and a half faster than I'd been guessing. After that I tend to slow down and/or need to have paced myself better earlier on. Eight and a half to eight minutes miles: Not fast-fast (we're talking rest pace for the faster marathoners), but faster than previously. It can confuse my distance estimations, which are all based off of my pace and a watch to fill in the gaps google maps might have left. It's nice, though, because it means that increasing my mileage isn't having the same impact on my overall running time as I might have anticipated. It's also requiring that I pay more attention during my longer runs to make sure I am going slow enough that I can keep a steady pace.

Anyways, total that to 27 1/2. Almost at thirty miles in a week!

I'm still wondering how all this will change once school gets back into full swing, but I have two more weeks at least to enjoy this.

Totally unrelated tangent:

I warn you now this is apropos of nothing: do you think there's a hormone that makes women's vision different so that everything comes out just a little odd and carnival-mirror-esque. Because I swear the number of days in which I have absolutely nothing to wear (OMG!!!) is disturbingly assymptotic to the feminine stereotype. Most of the time, it's so easy: I love my clothes and they love me and I generally can imagine how to pair them at least to some level of satisfaction. But then there are nights where my entire wardrobe successively is ripped from my body in frustration as I curse the mirror and resist the urge to throw everything into a trash bag and fling it from the window... Do men do this? I don't think they do. Hence my guess that it's all hormonal. Somehow.