Was this a cameo appearance?
This track session called for 8x800s, backing off as I prepare to vindicate last year's Buckeye Half Marathon and improve on the PR I set in Cleveland. And now, the numbers ...
8x800 meters (goal pace 3:38.3 - 3:48.5)
- 3:38.3 - bam!
- 3:40 - work it!
- 3:37 - uh-oh ...
- 3:37 - oh boy ...
- 3:34 - crap ...
- 3:43 - that's more like it
- 3:39 - that's the ticket
- 3:31 - just call me Chuck Yeager
Speaking of fashion sense, the red rocket returned as I kicked toward that final finish and eased into my cooldown. He had shed his blue-striped shirt and khakis in favor of gray sweat shorts. He might as well have been wearing a Cuisinart.
I gave you Back Talk on Tuesday, so we'll skip it until next week. Besides, your comments have been pretty weak this week. Shape up!
Enjoy your Friday Happy Hour and have a fine Labor Day weekend, except you non-U.S. Americans. You can have a fine regular weekend. Run well and drink well.
[Drunkard's note: Be forewarned. If you search for the phrase "red rocket" on the Internet, you may find some items that are inappropriate to view in your local library. Keep an eye out for Carl Monday.]