First of all: GO BEARS! Looks like it’s gonna be a showdown at Soldier Field…
Sorry to all you Colts fans (no I’m not), but your adorable little climate-controlled dome? With your well-mannered patrons? All wearing identical Peyton Manning jerseys and clapping politely? Your artificial turf? Not football. No. Nope.
Give me a menagerie of freezing cold, drunk, screaming, belligerent fans and dead, frozen grass covered in snow. That’s football. (Yes, I will take any cheap opportunity to put down the Colts. Deal with it.)
Anypackersaregoingdownnextweek, yesterday before the game I ran eight miles and PRed!
Back in November (about three weeks after the marathon), I ran eight miles at my best pace ever and finished in 1:27; yesterday I did it in 1:22. In ice and snow. With temps in the teens. Yeah, not sure how that happened but I am elaaaaated. I did feel pretty gross and sluggish for the first few miles, but then things just kind of got all dreamy and I ended up having a great finish.
I’ve been doing a lot of fun running lately; five and six milers, not pushing too hard, just enjoying myself and kind of being in runner la-la land, but I think I’m ready to get serious again.
I’m signed up for a half marathon the first weekend in May, and I might also do one in April with my fams up in South Bend. I’ve never done 13.1 with anyone in my family, so I think that’d be pretty neat-o. Plus Aunt Mary rocks. Seriously.
Blah. It’s Monday. Luckily I am drinking a Florida Swamp Ape IPA and I promise I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.