Fer cryin’ out loud! One minute I’m cruising along at an 8:45 pace, the next, I look down and see that I’m suddenly running 13:00?!?! (Cue cartoon version of Sally with all hair standing straight up and mouth wide open)
I had such an interesting run. One that could have had a lifetime-television-for-women-made-for-t.v.-movie made about it. Drama, laughter, panic, painful slogging, cute puppies…I had a 6 miler today and much of the path I ran on had snow the consistency of sand on it. My thighs are shredded. I thought I was going to end up averaging close to 10 minute miles, but I ended up doing 9:20s. I am pleased. Guinness, The Dog, sprints in the pretty powder-like snow and runs at my ankles in most other stuff. This makes for interesting times when we hit the ice patches. Which brings me to the cute puppies and the panic. We saw 3-4 different couples or singles walking with multiple really cute dogs, and Guinness the wonder dog wants to greet them all. Mostly when we are running downhill toward them on a sheet of ice. All in all, it was a good run, and I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s.
Wow, today’s post has no rhythm whatsoever. Enjoy the junior high level of writing…it’s the best I got tonight.
I believe this might help…
