5x800s (goal pace: 3:38.3 - 3:48.5)
- 3:29 -- Way not to overdo it, dumbass!
- 3:45 -- 'At a boy!
- 3:48.15 -- Well, now you're not even trying ...
- 3:44-- Hmm ... ouch.
- 3:47 -- OK, that's enough.
Back Talk
Wherein I berate my readers for their ridiculous comments.
First of all, thank you everyone who congratulated me on my new half marathon PR. It's nice to know how much you all envy my running prowess.
Ms. V took her adulation of me a bit further than most of you when she said: "HAHAHA ... you are so my running hero. An injury? I would have milked that motha for days."
Answer: And that is why you'll never rule quite as much as I do.
MCM Mama keeps the important things in perspective when she reads about my racing: "Is it bad that I was just as interested in the post race beers as I was in the race report?"
Answer: Now is when I direct you to reread the title of this blog.
Shame on everyone who said I should follow Nitmos' pacing advice for my marathon strategy. Do you really think that after I relentlessly called him an idiot that he would actually give me good advice for my marathon race strategy? Duh!
However, Raulgonemobile thinks my booze-chaser strategy is gold: "Wow, maybe that's how I can improve my times ... Throw a bottle of scotch on the end of a stick ... mmmmm."
Answer: Yes, Scotch has often improved my times--especially my evenings.
Thouhg she may be a spelilng Nazi, Sarah shoed her loylty to me and steared me clear of Nitmo's surepticious ploy to get my to bunngle my race: "Never trust anyone who can't spell 'wield.' Who knows where else he will lead you astray."
Answer: Thank you for the warning. I hope you never misspell anything and lose my trust.
That's it. Have a good weekend all. Run well and drink well.
8 comments:
You have a point with the Nitmos dealy . . .
I want to know if you can beat the bot that is "running" thanks to my place of employment --- http://blog.case.edu/case-news/2008/09/12/raceforthecure
Have a great final "go long."
~~can I get up now?~~
Great splits despite the leg, and way to stop and listen to the body. Tapering is good - you'll be bouncing off the walls in no time, and without Scotch at that!
Pant...pant...pant...YOU SET ME UP, MAN! My head is going to explode. I can't...take...it...
Well, I'm feeling pretty mellow since I have consumed...five? six? beers this evening so I shall cut you some slack. I just know you're trying to bait me. I refuse to take the bait...bate...wait...
It's 11:30 pm and I'm commenting on some blog...how lame is that? But I have had many beers tonight. So I rule. And so do you. Carry on, man. Carry on!
Thanks for defending my honor. I think. I don't read so good.
I'm shooting for 4:00 I think. If you really want, I'll carry booze to inspire you. Though I think you may be faster, so it might slow you down... we'll see.
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