Ran for exactly two hours this morning on the seawall at Stanley Park with my brother. We did just under two laps. After an hour I started to ignore any sensations below my waist. Felt like the cartilage in my knees was gone and my legs were only moving out of habit. It was a hard run, but it made the veggie dog I had for lunch and the sushi I had for dinner that much more tasty. And I imagine I'll sleep REALLY well tonight. So far, the training is going well.