First day of training

There are a lot of theories about how to prepare for a marathon. How many miles to run/walk/sprint/jog/skip/schelp/trek/mozy/cruise etc. every day. How many carbs to consume, how many liters of Gatorade to down. Since I´m the type who likes to play it by ear (for better or for worse), I´m going to go for the trial and error approach. The other day I laced up my trusty Adidas tennies and headed out for my official first day of training along the longest stretch of cobblestone free road I could think of: the bikepath along the Tiber River. It takes you out into the country, you pass field of sunflowers, horses, and grazing sheep, a water purification plant (which somewhat mars the otherwise bucolic experience), and lots of twisty Mediterranean pines.

Of course, since it´s Rome, the cobblestones are sooner or later inevitable.