One Week Down

I did a week of fast training: 400 repeats Wednesday, a swifty 3-mile tempo run Friday and a long run today that was unusual in that my normal running group did not show up this morning and a nice guy named Dan dropped in with me as I headed up Park Avenue. Dan is tall, thin, younger and fast. He trains every day and makes me look like I am standing still. So he kindly slowed down to run with me but I, instinctively ran faster than normal for a long run. Mind you, that was my plan - to run a little faster than normal as prescribed - but Dan had me panting by the half mile mark.
By the time we reached the 4-mile mark I was looking for a port-a-potty for a nature call. Thankfully there was one right there in front of me and I bid Dan adieu and took a breather. Once I got going again I was going more slowly. At mile-5.5 (45 minutes) I was dying and decided to try some Gu and see if I could carry on. As usual, it worked nicely and I made it through to finish 8.7 miles in 1:23:25, a 9:35 pace. I forgot to stop my watch at the potty stop so I might have done a little better under normal circumstances.
When I finished it started raining. I might have liked that on the road but not when I was trying to warm down and stretch. I found an awning and got loosened up again.
At home I fell asleep for a half hour then watched more World Cup. Oh, and it was Fathers Day.