There were some great runs to be had this week. On Tuesday, I was up at the crack of 4:45 and out the door at 5:10 to get in my 10 mile tempo run before work. It's so crazy running hard in the dark before going off to work. It often feels like a dream.
Thursday's 11 miler was at the other end of the spectrum as I ran in the afternoon after work and got to see one fabulous sunset at the harbor. There was one cloud above the horizon as the sun set that was on fire. A quick glance farther up revealed the new moon with Venus right below. Is this living right or what?
Saturday's 7 mile run and 8 X hill sprints was a great way to start the day and today's 18 miles really flew by. There was one tough stretch at about mile 10 on the Interurban Trail where I was feeling a little low, but some hydration and energy drink perked me right up. At mile 11 I changed paces and ran the last 7 miles, including the hill at Bill McDonald Parkway, at 9:10 pace which is right where I was supposed to be.
Running in crappy conditions for 18 miles, meeting the time goals, and finishing strong was a good confidence builder.
A 15 minute cold bath to soak the legs, a long hot shower, and a tasty omelette later it was time to move on to looking at the taxes. Oh reality beckons.
Tomorrow's a day off from running and that's probably a good thing.
Fundraising is going well. Today we crossed the $3,500 threshold and there are 30 people who have RSVP'd yes so far for the wine tasting party on the 24th. So far only a handful of RSVP no.
The second glass of wine along with the high mileage today should mean a good sleep tonight.
Also there was good news in the mail this weekend (see below) as well as a recent posting on the BAA (Boston Athletic Association) website, even though they have me as being from Bellingham, Massachusetts, instead of Washington.
On to Week 8.