1:14 vs. 1:24-- Out of modesty I won't say whose time is whose, but let's just say it wasn't me who came in 10th place. At mile 5 I had to stop to stretch my sacrum/coccyx/Achilles tri-bi-quadriceps patella, and at mile 8 I had to make a VPB stop. You know, I am so glad to read all the local elite blogs. You guys are amazing. I see you running every day-- you pass me a like a heard of gazelle each and every morning. But reading about all that dryheave/puking/cessation of menstruation/diarrhea makes me KNOW that I am way too nice to myself to push faster than an 8:00 minute mile. And I think I'm at peace with that. Besides, as long as I keep running you guys have someone to beat and lord your superiority over. See? We each play our role in the race of life. Today was FANTASTIC. Cold at the beginning, but all the stream meandering and mountain greenery was refreshing. I had a great run. I feel fantastic and finished strong. Can you tell I'm still enjoying the post run endorphines? P.S. Marisa-- I love that his name was Taco. WORD UP for fueling your run on 38 years of craZie mom-- it makes for great running apparently. You're awesome. |