A Viking, running

ORN:  This morning, I ran a 5x1000 interval workout.  It was tough, especially since I was still stiff from Sunday's 13, yet I ran it with remarkable consistency.  In fact, during the workout, I felt as if I were floundering... running terribly... struggling.  I considered just ending it and trying again at lunch.  But I stuck with it and was rewarded.  I was shocked to see my times afterward.  Check these out.

Like a machine, right?  [Of course, my target time was 4'46" but whatever.]  All told, I ran 6.85 miles in 1:05'02".  The only thing I could complain about is some stiffness and soreness in my hips, but even that went away after a while.  The morning itself was perfect: clear, cool, and 55°.  In fact, until I warmed up, I was afraid I was underdressed.  I was downright cold at first.  I thought, great, I'm going to catch pneumonia right before the big race.  Perfect.  But after my first effort, I was fine and the cold became the least of my worries.  After I finished, I quickly threw on a jacket and jumped into the car so I wouldn't catch a chill.

 

Twelve days to go until Chicago, and plans are starting to come together.  Wifey and I are probably going to the American Cancer Society team dinner while the buddies we're driving up there with are planning to go to some ritzy place that doesn't even have prices on the menu.  In my experience, that seldom means the food is free.