Married, working, training. While my wife has nixed all future attempts to grow glorious mustaches, she has been supportive of my crazy running dreams. Life is good.
After postponing my 5k workout to yesterday, I'm holding to the rest of the week's schedule and ran a 6 mile marathon-pace tempo today. It's not a stressful run, so I figured it would be fine to do back-to-back. I headed out to Cali on the Urb and settled into 5:50 pace. Very uneventful, aside from running into the smelliest hippie I have yet to encounter in Bellingham. I could literally smell BO from 100 yards back. It was really something. The dip in the 3rd/4th miles slowed me down as usual, but I upped the tempo slightly on the last two miles and finished in 35:07, right on the nose of what I wanted to do.
