What the heck happened this week? Every day was a late nighter at work, followed by a short sleep and scheduled runs. There was no time to tell you how much fun I was having.
The week's over. I've finished writing scripts, press releases, and newsletters; and edited so much OPW (other people's work) that I am just plain wrung out. Someday I hope to caddy or ghost write for Jeanne. That kind of hitch cannot be as nasty as this one is sometimes.
I did 3x1200 on Tuesday and my times were all over the place. 6:11, 5:46 and 6:13. I felt terribly slow and, indeed I was. On Thursday it was a 5-miler in a slight breeze. I made it around in 42:53.
At the conclusion of the Thursday run I had reached 5,001 lifetime miles. That does not count anything I did before I turned 45 ... or 35 ... or 25 for that matter. If I average 400 miles per pair of shoes, then I've gone through a dozen already.