MURPHY'S LAW

I started a long post that described everything that went wrong on Saturday, but it sounded too much like pissing and moaning, so I deleted it. Let’s just say I was hoping to get in about 15 miles, but only managed 6. I was also hoping to get 70-75 miles for the week, but this slip means I only ran 62 miles. It also means there’s no way I’ll reach 300 for the month now. Oh well...

Rather than worry about the training I missed, I chalked it up as an easy day. And what’s better after 2 easy days than “hammering?” I didn’t dare venture outside on Sunday as the heat index reached 108. Instead, I jumped on the treadmill just as the Twins were taking on the Tigers. I spent the first 9 miles progressing from 8:50 to 6:40 pace and then I backed off for a mile before dropping back to 6:40 pace for 3 more miles. A 2-mile cool-down gave me 15 for the day.

Believe it or not, I even strapped on a HRM for this workout. I wanted to see what kind of pace I could run with my heart rate in the 170-175 range. I was able to run 6:40 pace while keeping my HR around 172-173.

Hmm, when you eliminate all the pissing and moaning, this turns into a rather short post. I better think of some other stuff.

How’d you like to be Bernard Legat? You train your ass off, for what? To PR in the 5,000 by .07 seconds. Anyway, congrats on his 12:59.22 victory over Kenenisa Bekele. I won't get into the whole 'is he an American' or 'is he juiced' debates. There's enough of that on letsrun.com.

Congrats to Minnesotan Carrie Tollefson for setting an 8 second PR in the 3,000 with an 8:44.63. Also, congrats to my teammates who braved Sunday’s heat, humidity and wind during a local half iron-distance event. While I was curled up in the fetal position around our AC, these guys were swimming, biking and running for over 5 hours. Seriously, it makes runners who bitch (and I'm at the top of the list) about 70 degrees seem like a bunch of pansies.

Finally, don’t forget to take the survey I posted on Friday.

Quote of the day;

“Just remember this: No one ever won the olive wreath with an impressive training diary.” – Marty Liquori