Had dinner with Mom and Dad, so debated waiting until Friday morning to put in this five-miler. As usual, my dislike of the alarm clock won out, and I ran tonight. Went fine, except that I triggered the shutoff switch on the TM somewhere around 0.20 miles (thus this mileage figure is an estimate). Since I wasn't sure exactly how far I'd gone before the TM shut down, I just ran the whole 5.0 once I restarted. Easy pace, went well.
Sitting here watching Michael Phelps go for/win gold medal #6 as I type. I'll never be in the Olympics, or the Trials, may never even attend an Olympics (ATL may have been my last best chance), but I have my own gold medal dangling in front of me. It's called Boston. And I think if I cross the line in Memphis in, say, 3:30:05, I'll have the same feelings of accomplishment and goal-reached as Phelps or hopefully Tyson Gay, Deena Kastor, Amy Yoder Begley or any of my other fellow Razorbacks in Beijing. | 