Got a tad tipsy last night on wine when Deb and Brian came over for dinner. So instead of running, I went to bed and slept it off. (Yes, I'm a lightweight, although not normally THAT bad.) After 11 good hours (which I really needed to put some Zs back in the sleep bank), I felt better today and tonight took it out for a hard interval run, what Jack Daniels calls an I run. Six 600-meter intervals at something under 5K pace. Warmed up for two miles (the second one of which was sub-GMP), then hit the intervals. Paces were 6:50, 6:42, 6:28, 6:32, 6:46 and 6:47. Then the last tenoth of a mile coming home was also at I pace, purely by accident. Overalll, 9.18 in 76 and change, with 2.40 of that at I pace. Good VO2 max run, I think, another confidence builder. It's a little hard for me to adjust to the idea of quality rather than quantity being the key to a marathon, but it seems to be working so far. | 