AM: 530 with DG + nothing flat. Ate a very skimpy dinner, and woke up at 3:30 with a blood sugar crash. Had an apple, then keeled over again until right before he knocked. Needless to say conditions were not ripe for a very impressive effort, and I was in fact struggling to hit 10:00 miles until finally my shoelace came untied and I had to catch up with him, at which point I broke through into another gear, to garble my metaphors. Well, the 9:00 mile gear at least. An interesting illustration of Pachevian neural drive. Clearly what was keeping me at sub-glacial speeds was not in the first instance inadequate fuel for the muscles, but inadequate fuel to the brain. I'll try to run another 4 this evening. Nimbus orange.
PM: 4 faster miles (7:39, 7:09, 6:57, 7:25) plus .34 mi cooldown in 31:49. Free and easy. | 