ORN: This morning, feeling like twenty bucks, I ran a 10x400 interval workout and pwned it. I smacked it around and made it call me uncle. I gave the track noogies and purple nurples. With a target time of 1'51", I am proud to say I was both remarkably close to the target and reasonably consistent. I am so full of myself right now, I better just give you the splits before I burst into song.
- 2'06" <-- waking up
- 1'53"
- 1'53"
- 1'56"
- 1'55"
- 1'49"
- 1'54"
- 1'53"
- 1'53"
- 1'50" <-- how's that for awesome?
Is it the chocolate milk? Is it my after-workout breakfasts of sardines and crackers? Is it the shoes? What is it that makes me so awesome? I wish I knew, friends. But today was a great workout, and I hope it marks the beginning of a great day. I've got a American Cancer Society fundraiser luncheon here at work, complete with a raffle and silent auction, and I'm hoping to raise about a million bucks. I'm going to eat the hell out of some fried chicken and starch and fat and bacon. I've earned it. Big, big day.
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