Running. I have to tell you about the running because this is, after all, a running blog. I went a different route than usual, hoping to run into my two principal friends who ran long with me a few times in April before I was sick. I ran the reverse course they led me on but did not see them. Apparently thry had other plans for that morning.
And so I ran alone for six miles before running into gangs of marathonfesters on their second long run weekend. There are several hundred that run Saturday mornings at 6 a.m. from Cady Way, at different paces; and they run all over the city. It's impossible to not run into some.
I had some Gu with me (orange) and did not tire like last week. I made three water stops on my run and was thinking I had run too short a route when I stopped my watch at 1:22:50.
I came in and used the sueandpaul pedometer to measure my run. I had to do it twice because the pace seemed so fast. It was 9.2 miles and it worked out to a 9:00/mile pace - flat. I was shocked. It didn't feel that fast. But it was what it is and it's in the book.
Other. SOMEbody was complaining that my entries have been boring lately. Well, she didn't say that exactly but I have to agree with her. My days have become so routine and tiresome that it is not surprising. A day in the life:
- Wake up at 530
- Check fantasy baseball stats and email
- Run or eat breakfast and read paper
- Dress and drive to work
- Work like a dog for 10 hours
- Drive home and grab cashews and adult beverage
- Read and write emails and blogs while eating late dinner
- Go to bed
Pretty exciting, huh? A 5-day conference in Chicago starts Friday. That should be different. From there I hit the beaches of South County in Rhode Island for 12 days. I should be seeing all my summer pals including that rebel retread, Susie, the CT Running Chicks, Jank and who knows who else. Anything to get out of Dodge, (FL) works for me.