I am missing a shoe. I have a dozen pair of shoes lying about; some my son took to mow lawns in, some I mow lawns in, 4 pair are currently rotating and running, but one of those 8 shoes is missing. I really want to squeeze another 100 miles out of that pair... 8 miles, 67 minutes. 2 warmup, then three in the middle at 7:30 pace. It didn't feel great. This treadmill festival of running wasn't the greatest. Having to stop in the middle to serve/eat dinner didn't help much. The last three after beans, homemade french bread and meatballs were somewhat pedestrian. Maybe tonight's Biggest Loser run will go better. Since we already got all the romance of V-day out of the way last night by going to the tax prep lady, tonight I'll run through BL while my wife watches upstairs. 16 miler on Saturday...I hope Firebreak Road will be dry enough to do some on the hillside. If I was wearing $120 cvx tights on Saturday I'm sure I wouldn't have been chipped by .7 seconds by the 1st place female, and that I could have made up the 7 seconds between 3rd and 1st place in my age division. ha ha ha |