Hey, guess what, I ran Karl Meltzer's 100 mile pace for 8 miles. Go team. Took an extra hour at lunch since I'll end up working a few hours tomorrow. Did 8 at Dimple Dell. Knees were creaking and groanin. So was I. I was conflicted-- I wanted a recovery run, but I wanted a tempo run. It was something inbetween. Best be callin' it a run. Ah yes, and my gangsta name is J-Lyn. Now I'm still sore. This is a little concerning. This was my easy/recovery week before 2 1/2 really hard weeks. So, buck up body. It's only going to get worse from here! Daddy wasn't home this eve, so the kids and I ate pizza and watched mountain bike videos and stayed up late. I'm so productive and such a good Mom. But at least we're going mountain biking tomorrow (ok, they are, I'll just jog along). | 