The last week of marathon training called for 1-3 miles at marathon race pace. So last night I went to the park (eh? No treadmill. I’m getting fancy on ya’ll) and ended up doing 3.3 miles at a 10:01 pace. Not sure how “marathon race pace” that is for me. I guess it is in my dreams.
It’s too early for quality jokes.
That run might be the last before Savannah unless I’m able to get a couple in Thursday morning before we leave, but I’m not counting on it. During the run, I used my regular iPod ear buds hoping they stopped sucking at some point, but they didn’t. Do I have malformed ears or something? Because they do not stay in and I see people use these in races all the time. With my hat and my glasses and my headpones, I just have too much stuff around my ears and it’s so uncomfortable. And I can’t handle having those Yurbud type ear buds because I have to stick them so far in my ear and then it feels like I’m on an airplane. So, now I need to go back to my headphones that make me look like a tool.
(Have I made that joke before? If so, too bad. I’m getting old and forgetful.)
I also think I found a new power song. My power song for the past 2 years has been Out of Control by Hoobstank (try NOT to run fast during that chorus).
The one on top is chocolate DIPPED Peeps. Dipped? I haven’t even heard of those. It’s like regular Peeps and chocolate-covered Peeps got together and make beautiful Peep babies.
Seriously, how sweet is it that someone I know through blogging only was thoughtful enough to send that? Plus, I’m pretty sure I’ve only mentioned once that I like the candy corn pumpkins better than the regular candy corn. The girl knows her stuff. Thank you , Stacie! (And I swear I will make up bailing on the San Diego Rock n Roll last year to you!)
How many of you actually know who those girls are in the first picture? 🙂