A clydesdale no more!

Went to Firehouse with Becky (we rarely go together).  She really put me in my place.  It was a truly humbling experience.  She blew through the workout while I lolly gagged through each exercise.  While I'm proud of her for doing as well as she is doing, there is that little bit of machismo in me that struggles with it.

Ran on the LPT with Becky, Kam and Tara.  Becky was short on time so she had to turn back after 2.5 miles.  I ran back to the car with her because it was too dark for her to run on the trail alone..  After dropping her off, I headed back to the group.  Picked up the pace and made it almost 2 miles before meeting up with them (averaged 6:50/mile for these 2 miles). 

Kam: Here is the elevation comparison of Veyo to 1800 South.  I know you have been waiting all day with bated breath.

Absolute killer workout at Firehouse.  One of those that leaves you laying on the ground in a pool of sweat unable to move.  Until I can take control of the amount of sugar I put into my body, it is probably a complete waste of time for me to do any sort of exercise.

Went out hoping for this to be a good head clearing run.  Came away mostly unsuccessful.

Becky and I paced the 1:55 group at the South Jordan half marathon.  About half way into the race we realized that the course was going to measure very long.  We were hitting the miles about 0.2 before the marathon mile markers, putting the course 0.3 miles long.  We debated whether or not to speed up to hit the time goal or maintain the correct average pace.  Didn't really decide on either and ended up somewhere in between the two.  Our average pace was right on until mile 10 when we sped up to get closer to 1:55.  Kind of a disappointing experience.  I was not as impressed with the race as I hoped I would be.