Blech. Can't run hungover for a shit these days. Horriffic performance at the Backcountry half marathon, 1:56:34. Thought I was gonna run a good 20 minutes faster than that, but last night's gin said otherwise.
Definitely feeling a bit burned out right now. Got to tough it out for one more week before I can start the taper/end-of-year slack off.
3 comments:
Gin rhymes with idiot.
Come on, brownie!
I lapped you! I did not enter the race, just ran on my own on the same trails - my backyard. Didn't you hear the FastED ghost heckling you?
So, was that a baby buffalo? That has been bothering me all day. I can't imagine a huge buffalo on a leash, lol.
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