SO, I'm not allowed to hug the janitors anymore...
This weekend at nationals, i learned alot about myself. There was much time for deep introspection and to take inventory on life. One realization that I had (ok, that was given to me...) is that the boys think I am only friendly to the janitors at school because they plow the track for me. I tried in vain to refute that notion, to no avail. They think I am "flirty". SO, to tes ttheir hypothesis, I did not hug a single janitor at all this week. AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT? My track wasn't plowed for today's workout.
So, do I start shoveling again, or go with the hugs????
Fartlek
2 boys have one last race before their transition into outdoor track, so they needed short speedy stuff. Wihtout the track being plowed...sigh...the only thing remotely close to speedy was fartlek. I let the boys do 1-2-3-2-1 (by feel, darn moguls...) with 60-90-60 rest.
Matt and I needed quite a bit more (and more mileage), so added 3-4-5-4-3 witih 2 minutes rest (I was tired...and sad...) and then added a few miles on the backside to cool down. Could not regulate pace today due to the many ruts that were left by prancing runner's feet on the once pure snow, but was in the range of 6:03 to 6:43. |