At noon today I was pretty sure my consecutive days-run string was not going to hit 30. My back had been very stiff all day, I had a miserable morning at work, and I was ready to bag today's run. But the back loosened up, thanks in part to a noontime trip to the hot tub at the athletic club and a big load of Celebrex, and by 8 p.m., after my son's honor banquet, I was ready to go run. So I hit the DM at the fitness room for 7 at about 9:20 pace. The quads were still a little sore from yesterday's mountaineering, but the back was not an issue at all and the run went pretty well. I've decided the sore quads were evidence that I didn't dog Hogeye as much as I thought I did. One-43 isn't a bad half, it's just not what I had hoped for. And as Leah pointed out to me after the race, that is not a PR course. I ran tough the last seven miles, passed people on the uphills, and came in at my GMP. If all it was was a workout that I got a medal and a tech shirt for, it was a good workout, one that should pay some benefits in Newport in seven weeks on a considerably flatter course. | 