Moments ago, as I was reading your blogs, I heard a rather loud noise. The dogs barked like crazy. I thought it sounded like an ironing board slipping on the terrazzo and falling to the floor. No it was a huge oak tree branch falling in the street. And that oak tree happens to be a few feet into the neighbor's yard so I'll let him deal with it. I had the branches on my side trimmed three years ago to avoid them falling my way.
I raced yesterday. A 5K. My goal was to see if I could PR. It was the Trees race. Point to point with a private dirt road over the last 3/4 mile. The road is open to the public only once a year. It is a habitat for a lot of peacocks that live there. All 1000 runners got to take home a small tree in any number of varieties. Winners got bigger trees.
I needed to do 7:30 spits to PR. I did so through the first two miles. I was right on it. In the third I could feel me fading. The heat and humidity were nasty. There was also some wildfire smoke to contend with. Regardless, I didn't have the juice and did the third mile in 8:15, finishing in 23:58. Any time I can cut under 24 minutes is a good thing but yesterday was a long way from where I wanted to be.
Today I went downtown for my Sunday run. My new fast crowd had left at 600. I was standing there in the intersection all by myself considering a long slow lonely run. I should have taken it.
Jane and Mary showed up a few minutes later. They took a different route than usual and went out fast; faster than my legs wanted to go. After finishing a four mile loop back downtown after 37 minutes I said, "That's it. I don't feel like running any more."
So I quit. I was good with that. I had a good weekend otherwise. Happy Mothers Day to all who qualify.