Up at dawn today to go to Fort Smith for interview. Get back, go run with the Fleet Feet wackos (who suddenly doubled in quantity this week to everyone's surprise), come home to find my Iron Pig runnerup medal finally arrived, two months after the fact.
First, the interview. Went well. I think an offer will be forthcoming. Not totally sold on the job, but in the absence of other options... Nice group of people, which helps. I think the docs will be supportive, unless a few situations I've found myself in. Still waiting to hear from the people in San Antonio about the LR job, so maybe there will be an option. Not thrilled about commuting for a couple of months either. That might force me to do something sooner than I had planned.
Run was tough. It poured on me on the way home, and apparently also rained in Fayetteville, so it was very humid, although not quite as warm as it has been. The FF gang runs faster than I normally do, and trying to keep up was difficult. Can't say I succeeded, but even with a douple of short Galloway intervals, I averaged 9:14. The running part was well under 9:00. I wish I knew why my legs feel so dead. Probably dehydration, poor sleep, so-so nutrition -- or all of the above plus a couple of other factors I'm missing. | 