Saturday, December 22

Merry Christmas

Have to run (figuratively) as once out the door we are off to the ferry terminal. It’s been a bit of a whirlwind of a day, not the least of which was returning home from my jaunt to find that the girl(s) had had a bit of a scare. Everything appears okay and we’ve been given the green light.

I woke up this morning to once again the sound of rain pounding against the windowpane. I love this weather. After a bowl of oatmeal, two cups of coffee and one cup of Earl Grey the conditions settled down and I was off. I felt like crap during the warm-up, which as the past has shown usually means I’ll have an okay run… history held true to it’s course. On a slightly undulating route I focused on running within myself tried to keep the splits between 3:47 and 3:55; my slowest, 3:54, my fastest 3:40, I won’t bore you with the details.

Should I not get a chance to post before Monday evening, I hope everyone has an enjoyable holiday season filled with friendship, love and if you’re lucky enough to find the time, an enjoyable three fingers of scotch. Until later then, Merry Christmas!

Friday: hilly 51:39
Saturday: 1:56:39 with 21k at MP (1:19:28)