Jens and I loafed our way over to Viewmont track. We hopped the fence. (why is it locked?) I ran 1 mile at 6:11. Walked a lap. The next one was 5:40. I was gassed. Walked a lap. Ran one more at 6:12. That one felt much better. We clambered over the fence again and ran home. This time, he ran harder. Often I have to prod him along to keep under 10 minute pace, but I had a bit of a hard time keeping up. I think I talked myself into being more tired. That middle mile was the fastest mile I've run in two years. Previous best was 5:35. I'm sure I could beat that. My all time record was 22 years ago at sophomore region...a middle of the pack time of 5:05. I've wanted to challenge that and at least get a time in the fours ONE TIME. Why the speedwork? I don't know. I'm running a municipal 5k on the 3rd. I guess I have delusions about running it in the 18's. Now it's no more running till Friday p.m.--leg 10 of Ragnar. We've got what could be loosely called a family team. With my wife and son and self running, I'm already in it for almost $400, so we better have a helluva good time. | 