I Thought I Thaw a Tweety Bird
I've been out a few more times trying to look for it, but, no luck. The poor thing. All alone in the cold. I bet the other birds pick on her because she's different. Those starlings can be real bastards.
Sunday, was pretty much a rest day. I did take my fat-tire bike out and rode around the Independence slums for about an hour 15-minutes. Monday, we did the usual 31st street route, a very hilly 5.6 miles. I knew this might be my last quality run before the half-marathon on Saturday, so I tried to push it. I gave Rod a 5-minute head start, but, couldn't catch him. He must have pushed it, too. I ran it in 40:00, which is about a 7:00 pace. I was okay with that. Not ecstatic, just ok.
Since I have run 3, hard threshold runs in the last 6-days, yesterday was a very easy day. I, basically, spent it looking for my bird. No luck. Today, I thought about squeezing in another Quality run, but, then thought it would do more harm than good. So, I just ran about 4.75 at a moderate pace.
The next tow days, I'll pretty much just take it easy. That's called tapering. For a marathon, you taper for a full two-weeks. Since this isn't a life or death race, two-days is enough.
1 Comments:
It sounds like Rod's "old lady hip" is better. I've been running but need to jump kick it into high gear. I want ro run a spring marathon this year. Spring is right around the corner.
bruce
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