You're going to kill me...we have to hold the piece until next Tuesday, April 10th at 4:30 (right after the news). The joy of working in news...there's a lot of stuff breaking today and I'm hosting the show for the rest of the week...so we can't run a piece with my voice in it. Sorry about that!
I hope you're all doing well and that you're enjoying the taper:) Have a great day...and thanks for your patience!
This means I can go to work tomorrow morning and still look coworkers in the eye. It too means I can head out for a run shortly, without having to wait my impending doom (accompanied by my new headphones, and a Shuffle chockablock full of the Pogues).
Today, for the second morning in a row (and the second time this year) I had some Chai. I know it’s not the sole reason the Kenyans run fast, but the frequency with which the drink it has me wondering? Surely it can’t harm me, and the potential benefits, worth the pennies. So, with my Chai firmly settled, I headed out the door into a chilly spring evening, my run uneventful, and entirely what I expected… and wanted. I voyaged up and over Moss rock, around the cemetery and back along the waterfront searching for soft surfaces like a thief for the shadows. Tonight, I was the prey, watching the runners trace the waterfront path with the determination of a hunter… tomorrow, it’s my turn (and I won’t be taking prisoners).
Training: a very easy 41:04, the body felt good; maybe it’s all the milk?