Ran in Logan. Cold Logan. I was tempted to run at 4am with fellow crazies, but I had this brilliant idea of actually sleeping in til 8am.
Then my kids and husband got up 5am (and if you know me and my sleep disabalities, that means I'm up too.) I should've woken up an hour and a half earlier....
I think I'm fighting a cold. Or I'm sick. Or it's the inversion. Or I'm allergic to dairy and I'm eating too much of it anyway. Who knows?
4 miles and some lame WOD while my laundry was going at my parents. I need a longer run and tomorrow is my mandatory rest day.
I was reading this training blog, and the writer suggests that every run have a purpose (i.e. tempo run, speedwork, recovery run, fartlek, etc).
Ok dude. Tuesday my run was to enhance my suffering capabilities and see how slow I can move. Today the purpose was to forget gloves and lose complete feeling in my hands and see how long it takes to regain feeling so I can drive home from Logan. See, my runs have a purpose.
PS: New blog post: http://jennilyneaton.blogspot.com/2013/01/running-lies-exposed.html
Song of the day: Everyone thinks I'm a liar/ No one knows the truth/ If it was a bigger fire/ I would be on the roof: Submarines by The Lumineers
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