Thursday, November 29, 2007
"That's right boy, you have to earn your dessert" Photo by Kiera
The sad thing is our boy doesn't do well with dairy, so he's stuck with that tofutti-type fake ice cream.
I felt a bit like Finn looks in the photo on the run this morning. After squeezing in 6 miles with the Running Shop gang last evening I woke up to foreboding skies. Unlike Thomas, who seems to run through two or three tsunamis weekly without blinking, I don't like that wet dog feeling of being rained on throughout a run. Before I left I told Kiera I would turn around and come home if I got dumped on, but we both knew I was lying.
Five minutes from the door the rain started, and it got steadily heavier throughout the run. The legs were a bit fatigued from three days of doubles, so instead of trying to force the pace I found as many hills as I could and worked on strength for the 12 miles. It was good to get home and wring out the shoes.
Training: Today, 12 miles, 1:25:40, 7:09 pace
Yesterday pm., 6.2 miles around 7:20-7:30 pace