Snowing here all day and into tonight, but I needed a big dose of endorphins in the worst way. So I set out on a six-mile dash through the flakes. It was kinda fun, since I didn't have to worry about busting tail on the ice (yet) and the flakes were falling straight down instead of whipping into my eyes like a week or so back. Just tried to keep a steady pace until the inevitable late-run surge; I guess I just get ready to get these runs over with at some point, and the quickest way to do that is to speed up. Wound up with a 9:29 average, which is pretty much where I want my GA runs to be right now.
Trying to decide how to approach the 5K Saturday, assuming they even have it because of the weather. This slop has not been conducive to any kind of speed training. I may try to do some 400s tomorrow if conditions permit, but that's as close to a race as I want to do any speedwork. Probably just try to set out at an even pace and see how long I can hold it. A big variable, of course, is what the course is going to be. I expect hills, being on the UA campus, but which hills and at what point of the course? That's going to affect the tactics more than anything except possibly the weather.
Things are discouraging on the domestic front, which is why I needed the endorphins. Certainly no cause for optimism. I just hope John's instincts are right, but even if they are, it may be too late. If so, I'll just have to accept it and get on with the rest of my life. Which would be a lousy way to start my 50s. | 