The Harshness of Feburary

February is officially over and despite my best efforts I was not able to make up the four mile deficit from January.  In fact, I added to the deficit with another four miles bringing me to just over eight miles behind my two month goal.  When I had just started recovering from my short bout of runner's knee I somehow strained my calf.  I tried to run through the discomfort but thought better of it after a few days of serious pain.  I struggled getting back out on the road for a week or so and was disheartened when I looked at my mileage log and found myself 28 miles behind target.  In the moment, it seemed insurmountable and I started to question whether 2011 miles was even possible. Then, the pain in the calf eased up and I was able to slowly climb back out of the hole I had put myself in.  It wasn't an easy task, and even now it continues to be a struggle.  Psychologically,  I am having a hard time taking days off or even reducing my mileage knowing that I'm behind.  Physiologically,  I've run for the past 18 days and my body is telling me that I should take a break.  This tension has put me in a tough spot.  I can only hope that somehow March will turn things around.   If not, at least I have 9 more months ahead of me.  Hard to tell if that's a good or bad thing.