T-Minus 79 Days and Counting. . .

What a short, strange run it was today. Arrived at the Y, with threatening skies overhead, right behind a firetruck racing into the parking lot. It stopped over by the riverfront and, front what we were able to see and hear, someone had fallen into the river. There was a small crowd of people around and the firefighters immediately began moving very quickly to the scrum. Haven't heard yet what actually happened but I hope it turned out OK.

We headed inside to change and by the time we were done the skies had erupted and there was a huge downpour underway. We did a easy warmup on the track to wait out the rain and, 10 minutes later, were back outside on the path, easing into our 5-mile tempo run.

Jen had battled some kind of abdominal pain this week so we started out fairly slowly just to help her ease back into things. Hit the 2.5 mile turnaround in 24:45, too slow for our tempo pace. We were both feeling great at the turn, good for Jen in light of not running all week, and we cranked it up in the second half. I took off with 2 miles to go and finished in 44:25, having pulled off the last two miles in a blistering 16:40. She finished about 1.5 minutes back and said she felt really good, all things considered.

All is right in the running world at the moment as we gear up for our 14 miles on Saturday. We'll hit the pasta tomorrow night and try to get some good sleep. Entering a tough period over the next several weeks as we begin stepping up the distances.