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<p>Well.....just crap!</p>
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<p>It's been forever since I've stopped in.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Work has been crazy...</p>
<p>I had to unleash Mama Bear on behalf of my student...</p>
<p>LOTS of busyness....</p>
<p>3 projects to launch for this summer.</p>
<p>3 articles to outline for this summer.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>All that to say.....</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Today's run was blessedly short (by the clock) but at the same time.....</p>
<p>not.</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>1 mile time trial for me today, then fun with balance w/ Rabbit, then fun w/ Lisa (gym trainer).</p>
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<p>Rabbit was NOT feeling the love today.</p>
<p>Her gut was misbehaving, and yet.....the stubborn came out and she still managed to pull her mile pretty well. I think that if she'd felt better, it would have been even faster, but she ended up finishing at least 200 yds in front of me, maybe more.</p>
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<p>My goal was "faster than 9:30".</p>
<p>I have done a 9:30 before, and it felt FAST...super fast, in fact.</p>
<p>I know that lately I've been getting quicker, but I'm still scared of it. It's like flirting with the high dive in a way. It just stares at you, mocking you to go....even though you've contemplated going.....you don't want to...but you do. Because you know that when you do, you'll feel great. But still....it's scary.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>So, off we set.</p>
<p>She pulls away from me about 200 yds into it and I just let her go because I'm trying to remember NOT to slow down on the back turn of the track. We've noticed that on the back corner...I fade a bit, then pick back up. So, my <em>other</em> goale was "stay strong around the back."</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Let's say.....</p>
<p>I am a happy person right now. </p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-size:72px;"><strong>8:45! </strong></span> Never in my entire life (not even as a kid, I don't think) have I run a mile that fast. </p>
<p> </p>
<p>The last lap was well into the hurt well......breathing HARD and whistling on the inhale and exhale.</p>
<p>Strangely enough, I didn't get pukey, but I was mightly glad when Brenda Garmin beeped at me to stop.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>So...now......</p>
<p>I guess I have to put out more on the roads, huh?</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>See?</p>
<p>that's the scary part.</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>It's been forever since I've stopped in.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Work has been crazy...</p>
<p>I had to unleash Mama Bear on behalf of my student...</p>
<p>LOTS of busyness....</p>
<p>3 projects to launch for this summer.</p>
<p>3 articles to outline for this summer.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>All that to say.....</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Today's run was blessedly short (by the clock) but at the same time.....</p>
<p>not.</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>1 mile time trial for me today, then fun with balance w/ Rabbit, then fun w/ Lisa (gym trainer).</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Rabbit was NOT feeling the love today.</p>
<p>Her gut was misbehaving, and yet.....the stubborn came out and she still managed to pull her mile pretty well. I think that if she'd felt better, it would have been even faster, but she ended up finishing at least 200 yds in front of me, maybe more.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>My goal was "faster than 9:30".</p>
<p>I have done a 9:30 before, and it felt FAST...super fast, in fact.</p>
<p>I know that lately I've been getting quicker, but I'm still scared of it. It's like flirting with the high dive in a way. It just stares at you, mocking you to go....even though you've contemplated going.....you don't want to...but you do. Because you know that when you do, you'll feel great. But still....it's scary.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>So, off we set.</p>
<p>She pulls away from me about 200 yds into it and I just let her go because I'm trying to remember NOT to slow down on the back turn of the track. We've noticed that on the back corner...I fade a bit, then pick back up. So, my <em>other</em> goale was "stay strong around the back."</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Let's say.....</p>
<p>I am a happy person right now. </p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-size:72px;"><strong>8:45! </strong></span> Never in my entire life (not even as a kid, I don't think) have I run a mile that fast. </p>
<p> </p>
<p>The last lap was well into the hurt well......breathing HARD and whistling on the inhale and exhale.</p>
<p>Strangely enough, I didn't get pukey, but I was mightly glad when Brenda Garmin beeped at me to stop.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>So...now......</p>
<p>I guess I have to put out more on the roads, huh?</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>See?</p>
<p>that's the scary part.</p>
<p> </p>
