I woke this morning with some awfully sore legs and (I dare say) a bit of nausea. So, I was not too excited to go out and do three sets of 2 miles at T pace. Still, I managed some breakfast and felt a little better so I headed out the door. The warm-up was okay. I felt pretty sluggish, and the legs were tired. When I got to the park, I gave my first interval a go. It felt good for a while, but quickly started to go downhill (not in the good way), so I halted it at one mile. I tried a second interval, but it only lasted a half mile. After that, it was basically a fartlek run: me upping to pace for a non-specific amount of time, then slowing down again until I managed to get back home. In all, it was a 5 mile run in 43:17…not much better than my easy pace. I was just happy to get something done.

After the run, I spent most of the day attending the funeral of my good friend’s mother. By the time we buried her and I got back to work, it was about 3:30. I processed some client checks, took them to the bank for a deposit and then it was time to get Alice for our afternoon run. The afternoon 3 miles went quite well. I think it cleared some of the toxins out of my body and Alice really dug her new shoes. A cold front went through too, so it was only about 70 degrees. We had a good time chatting as we jogged along.

So, 8 miles down. My legs are still tired, so I think I really need to take it easy this week. For those of you who read my blog and not Jess’:

A) Why aren’t you reading Jess’ blog?
B) Big time congrats to Jess who suffered from a stomach virus all week, wasn’t sure she was even going to be able to start the race, then showed up and won the damned thing. Nice job, Jess.