My good ol' buddy Principal Jason wrote yesterday. He is a sometimes lurker, sometimes jogging pal and one time race buddy in Miami. Anyway he read the last post about my 17 mile ordeal.
He mentioned how he's training for Chicago. Okay; that's a month sooner than New York. He just did a 20 miler. That makes sense too. And yesterday he knocked out 3x1600 in 7:43 times ... or was it 7:23. Whatever it was, it was not a pace I would expect this former Clydesdale to be putting up.
I was green with envy.
And cussing him all the way home from the track this morning. I had 3x1600s to do too. It was your typical balmy 79 degrees this morning at O-dark hundred. I tried. I really did. I knew I could beat Jason two years ago. Did I still have it?
I have been relegated to the second division. 8:20, 8:27 and 8:38. I am nowhere close to that horse now.
Nay is me.