I Probably Should Make My Blog Public again

This was a treadmill day.  It was gray and wet and I didn't have the desire to run that in the dusk.  I started at 9:13 pace and then increased the pace every mile.  Miles went 9:13, 9:05, 8:57, 8:49, 8:36, 8:06, 7:53.  Then after the treadmill shut down after its usual hour, I did 1.2 at 9:13 pace for a cool down.

I got out a little early on this run because my brother-in-law picked up the kids. When I was getting ready to run I had an internal debate:  outside or treadmill?  I decided on the outside even though I feared the wind...and I'm glad I did.  Most of the run was in the sunshine, just until the last 20 minutes or so.

But the wind was a factor as I was heading west.  I'm pretty sure that I will be windburned until April or so.

I started off with the intention of running 8 and then just extended my run because I was feeling pretty good and I had a little extra time.  Average pace:  8:49.  The last mile I tried to push the pace and that one was 7:44 (I started at a little over 8 for the first .2 and then as soon as I turned out of the wind I just kept pushing harder).  Felt good, but I was glad to finish the run.

I haven't run yet, but I just wanted to say a special thanks to all organ donors.  Our buddy Luke is 9 years old and is getting a bone marrow transplant on Friday thanks to a donor off the registry.  

If you pray, please remember Luke and his special donor sometime this week!

Not an ideal morning.

Alarm went off.  I shut it off.  Didn't want to get out of bed to go outside, even though I had everything ready to go.

Then my cat jumped up on me and she was soaking wet in the front.  I tried to catch her, but she ran and hid.  Then I got up and gazelled for 40 minutes.  Worried about the cat.  Found her afterward.  She didn't look good--and had a bunch of saliva running out of her mouth.

So I took her to the vet, worrying that she had something caught in her mouth.  But she just had a loose tooth that was caught in her jaw, keeping her mouth open.  I was relieved.  The vet was going to pull it this morning.  It's hard to remember that a 6 year old cat is middle aged.

All that, and I was still on time for school! 

Class didn't start till 9, so I had time to run in the morning (and got to sleep in till 6!).  It was chilly (low 20s) with some wind (approx. 10 mph).

I ran 2 warmup miles (at about 9:20), then 2 fast miles (at approx. 7:40 apiece), one recovery mile (@ 9:10 or so), 2 more fast miles (at approx. 7:55 pace), then about 1/2 mile home. 

Honestly the second set of fast miles felt hard.  My stomach was sloshing around a little and I don't know why because I hadn't had anything to drink before going.  So I was relieved to be done.

Then I ran around 3.6 with my bro, who is visiting.  We ran about 9:30 pace, and that felt slow, but necessary.  This wasn't a great feeling run, but whatever.

And Luke's bone marrow transplant yesterday went fine.  Now he's going to be very susceptible to infection for the next few weeks--I can't remember exactly how long--and will be in isolation for quite some time.