Well, that soooooked. ‘Twas a very difficult tempo run this morning. Biked and swam last night, hot and humid this morning, and went out way too fast. 5.52, 6.02, 6.05, 6.05 = 24.06. PR by 17 seconds. First half mile was 2.49! I thought I was beyond that nonsense of starting way too fast. Alas I’m not and figured I was toast. Quads burning, calves tight, breathing ok though. I thought my previous PR was 24.10 so I was hustling to beat it (for no reason in particular). Boy was I pissed when I found out all that struggle was unnecessary. I guess I managed to hang on ok. I still get thoughts of wanting to just stop and lie down, but I struggle through them. With about 200m to go I saw that I had 40 seconds to come under 24:00. Obviously I didn’t make it.
When I got home Jessica said, “you can’t keep getting faster, can you? How long can that last?” I don’t know, but I’m gonna ride the wave while it lasts. It will probably wilt as soon as the 6am temp goes over 90 degrees. So probably next week.
Skipped circuit on Tuesday and ran seven instead. Another seven on Wednesday. Both were faster than I wanted, with Tuesday starting off too fast and Wednesday ending up too fast (13.10 for the last two miles).
I’ve gotten over the “wrong way” trail race from Sunday. But still no Belt for me. I’m in the throes of marathon indecision.
My son wonders why he didn’t make the T-ball All-Star team. I don’t know. On an interesting but totally unrelated note, the coach’s son made the team.
What’s with all the Ron Paul fever? Back in the 90s I worked on a congressional campaign in which he was the challenger. He was considered a fringe nutball back then and claimed he was a Libertarian and/or a Republican. If I remember correctly, and I’m sure I don’t, he was a conspiracy theorist and champion of Texas seceding from the union. We thought he was a joke. Of course he won the election.
I read a book called Cod and another one called Salt, both by Mark Kurlansky. Yes, they’re about what you think they’re about. Cod was excellent. I had to slog through Salt. 400 pages of the multiple ways to boil brine into sodium chloride in various purities, locations, etc.
Mmmmmmmm … salted cod.
