Ah, hell. My goal is in jeopardy, but I do still have 11 days to do something. I ran to Sugarhouse Park today, and with the exception of a really big river rat that crossed the street in the middle of the park, I was by myself. That gave me a lot of time to think about the seven pounds I've gained since Halloween. Turns out, fudge is NOT my friend. Damn. Incidentally, champagne doesn't make for the the best hydration available. Furthermore, slush isn't really fun to run in when your shoes have almost 600 miles on them and the tread is, shall we say, compromised. I'm feeling a bit blah today. Can you tell?
Stats: 5.5 miles in 1:00:46 for an 11:03mpm pace
10 years ago
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