Interesting day for both running and my cellphone (and the two are linked): Left the phone at the fitness center last night after my run and didn't realize it until after 10 p.m., when it was pouring AND the center was closed for the evening. Had to go retrieve the phone after 8 a.m., which made me slightly late for work. Went back to run tonight after dinner, when it was again pouring. During the run -- a 12-miler including seven miles of LT work at 7:35 pace -- my water bottle apparently sloshed significantly from the treadmill vibration and the phone, parked behind it in the treadmill slot, musta shorted out. So now I have a nonfunctioning cell, two more nights of call, blah blah. I hate carrying a cell, always have, but unfortunately, I need one.
The tempo run went better than I thought it might. Warmed up for three miles, cranked it up to 7.9. After about 2.5 miles at LT pace, the treadmill decided to quit (OK, I might have knocked the safety key out of place with my finger). Started it back up, got to the halfway point of the tempo run, then needed to make a pitstop. After that little break, warmed up again for two laps and then did the second 3.5 miles more easily than I did the first half, then jogged a mile and a half to complete the 12. Because of the stops and starts, not sure exactly how long it took me to do the 12, but I know the tempo part was about 53 minutes. So now I'm well on my way to a 68- or 69-mile week. (See that, Sasha?)
The remaining question for the week is will I do the 21-miler Saturday night or Sunday morning. The time I get back to town Saturday will decide that in part. So will how I feel, the weather, and the fact that Sunday is Pam's birthday. But I'm gonna run 21 somewhere in there. | 