"Still as they run they look behind, they hear a voice in every WIND, and snatch a fearful joy."
-Thomas Gray "Ode on a distant Prospect of Eton College."
Long Run Sunday. Sunday are run days. That is just what they have always been. It is so hard to explain to people that do not run. My training requires this. You cant cheat training or you will pay for it later.
I felt so bad leaving breakfast today in a whirlwind. Lacey was waiting for me in the parking lot of the Villager and I had only taken 3 bites out of my chicken pita. We had to meet Joan in Grand Blanc to run our long run together.
The weather was a 50' and sunny. But don't let that fool you. Even though we were removing layers didn't mean our run was totally a "bask in the sun". We got the snot beat out of us between the wind that literally PUSHED us and the dodging of massive mud puddles. We were working hard. We had one car hit a gigantic puddle just missing us with at least a 5ft spray. It was a bit of a ego boost in Grand Blanc though, just when I was feeling tired and awful a car passed us whistling and hollering. Joan and I quickly discovered it wasn't for us. I alone look like a confused adolescent, 12 year old boy body with a 42 year old face. Then there was Lacey, Blonde hair blowing with a sports bra that still cant cover her "C" cup breasts up! I knew they weren't honking at me!
This Week I got in an extra run with Lacey on Saturday after work. 3.5 miles
I was able to get 5 out of 7 days with my crunches/sit-ups. Giving me 700 crunches/sit ups.
These look they could be Super Hero Tights!
Downtown Holly, being slap happy and silly with Lacey!