Around sunset, I ran to my dad's to watch opening day. Kershaw outdueled Lincecum. We ate some cheetos. The run was hard. It's a good climb. I've been going back and forth all week about the race Saturday. Should I go all out, or save it for Boston 16 days later? On the long run last Sat, my sister talked me into taking it easy. Since then I've changed my mind and am planning to go pedal to the medal. The way I'm feeling this week that might not translate into much. On a separate note, those Fusion shoes might be done for all but the shortest of runs. |