Just Plodding Along

After waking up this morning it totally felt like it would take this kind of scenario to get me running But once I got going I totally killed it 1 10:54.8 1.00 10:54.2 2 11:12.4 1.00 11:12.5 3 11:05.7 1.00 11:05.8 4 10:59.3 1.00 10:59.5 5 10:43.4 1.00 10:43.4 6 11:16.6 1.00 11:16.1 7 10:56.5 1.00 10:56.6 8 10:54.3 1.00 10:54.4 9 :3.2 0.00 11:46.1 or at least went faster on this 8 mile run than the last one. Whoohooo and it only took two Swedish fish (which I cannot chew while trying to run and breath at the same time, serious threat of choking so best excuse for a walk break yet). I came to the realization today as I watched other runners blow past my on the running path that I am the only runner around who wears old race shirts to run in. I actually only own three non-race tech shirts. This may mean I am not the cool kid on the block. But what else am I supposed to do with them. And who is going to pay the non-race shirts for me to wear (not me...

Saturday I pounded out 8 miles: Split Time Distance Avg Pace Summary 1:34:51.5 8.01 11:50.2 1 11:14.0 1.00 11:14.2 2 11:36.8 1.00 11:36.9 3 11:31.9 1.00 11:31.0 4 11:51.6 1.00 11:51.7 5 11:54.7 1.00 11:54.9 6 12:00.2 1.00 12:00.0 7 12:18.5 1.00 12:18.2 8 12:15.9 1.00 12:16.2 9 :7.5 0.01 9:37.6 It went okay. I started out fairly slow and stayed that way because I have a head cold and was feeling kind of crappy. For some reason after I had a GU at mile 5 things kind of fell apart. I think the fact that I couldn't get the GU open and had to stop for a few minutes to wrestle with it kind of sent things down hill and then I had to run past my car to the turn around point. For some reason when I do that it is like the car has a force field that is calling me back.  In preparation for the million gazillion flights over two days to get to Brazil I have switched my running schedule around and tomorrow it is time for an 8 miler again. Ahhhhhh. Because I have had ...