Hope you missed me yesterday — I knew I couldn’t compete with the Emmys so why bother, right?
But we did it up real classy with mimosas — then canceled it out by watching Man vs. Food and Jersey Shore all day.
We are pretty sure JWoww is a man.
I’m really jazzed about have three fantastically non-painful runs last week — so much that I was nearly compelled to go running again this morning. Luckily I accidentally slept through the alarm came to my senses and decided to stick with the schedule.
I’m still behind in my training but now I feel more optimistic about being behind in my training. I actually feel like a runner again, instead of someone trying to pretend to be a runner.
On the schedule for this week: a two, a seven (mile warmup; 3×1000 @ 9:43 with 800 jogs; mile cooldown) and a 14. The 14 is probably out of the question, but considering how much I had left in the tank after the eight-miler on Saturday, I know I can manage at least 10, maybe 11. 11 would make me feel good. We shall see.
Meanwhile, here’s something for your ears to like.
Have a good one.