So today was supposed to be an easy recovery run for those that needed mileage prior to playing their weekly game of fottball/soccer/throw things at each other and run away.
Our highest milege boy (coming off a tough workout yesterday) decided he was feeling happy and combined with the power of Kara (miss All American!!), we set out for what I thought was going to be an easy 8. After covering the first 3.5 in 6:30's, i realized that with a race tomorrow, perhpas I should take it easy?? I turned around and watched my happy runners continue their jaunt and proceeded to run my butt off to get back to the school before them. i think that I was actually whimpering on the way out...
Should make for a fun race tomorrow then? |