Tuesday, May 27. 2008
Six miles tonight at an average pace of 10:41/mile.
Then, 45 minutes of walking with Josh. He is in dire need of new shoes.
I got a big, nasty blister on my toe from the tape I was using to protect another blister.
One day I'll figure out the trick to taping existing blisters without causing new ones.
I glanced at my numbers for last week. 22.5 miles of running and walking. Jeepers, it's a wonder my legs haven't fallen off yet.
I bought two more pairs of the world's best running shorts. Bonus, they were on sale for 25% off.
I went to the dentist this morning, no cavities. Yahoo!
Garage sale is in three weeks. I have much to do.
p.s. the other night....we went to Schmidt's Corner
Sunday, May 25. 2008
Josh has been diligently following his training program for walking 6.2 miles in June.
I've been walking with him, in addition to running.
My post-run routine usually consists of 30 minutes of stretching, water, and a light dinner. When I go with Josh, my routine consists of ... the bar.
KBC on Tuesday and Thursday (their new Santiago lager is so good). Yesterday, Carmelita's. Mmmm, mango margarita.
Anyway, a little over five miles for me yesterday (10:34 pace!), then three miles walking with Josh.
I wonder where we'll go tonight?
Friday, May 23. 2008
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I ran last night.
Three miles to from my house to Josh's office.
Didn't really set out to run fast.
I just wanted to get a run in.
Garmin said 10:04 for the first mile.
No big deal, most of it was down hill.
Garmin said 10:01 for the second mile.
Hrm. That's flat. It does feel like I'm running faster and my stride is longer. But.....
Garmin must be screwed up.
Garmin said 9:54 for the last mile.
NINE MINUTES and FIFTY-FOUR seconds.
How is that even possible?
My legs are short and stubby. They just don't go that fast.
And now the best.....
Garmin said that my average pace for those three miles was 9:59 minute/miles.
This is the fastest I've ever run. EVER.
And the best thing was that when I was done, I only sort of felt like puking.
That means that I can run that fast. I just don't push myself enough to do it.
And even if Garmin was somehow screwed up...
I'm keeping it.