I had a hard day yesterday well last night. I had to put my Dog to sleep at the Animal Clinic. We've had our German Shepherd for 12 years (My wife and I have been married for 13 years), and she was older than the kids. She was a wonderful companion. I stayed with her the whole time when the vet put her to sleep. My wife cried so hard, and I did everything I could to fight back the tears. Our dog kept losing weight, and we took her in three months ago and the vet told us to just feed her more. Well she still kept losing weight and we discovered she had liver disease and her kidney's were failing. The hardest part was telling my 10 and 7 year old girls.
Why I'm I bringing this up, because I really didn't care about my running session today, but I was scheduled to do a 5 mile marathon pace run, and this is a running blog. I ran 6.62 miles at a 6:25 pace in 42.33. Pace miles: 6:14, 6:16, 6:12, 6:14, 6:25. I was disappointed in myself this was suppose to be around 6:30, but it felt so easy, but my mind wasn't focused and I wasn't thinking about the pace. Maybe my pace should be 6:20, because of how easy this was, but I'm not changing it now, because I've already focused on 6:30. Basically you can chalk this run up has a failure, because I wasn't even close to the pace mark. I'm very disappointed in this run, but it felt so easy and I wasn't even pushing I was just at a relaxed pace. But it's a failure, because the purpose was to run at a marathon pace. The last mile I did focus more and I really felt I was going so slow. Anyway tomorrow a slow 12 mile long run. | 