But still, we lost because I couldn't connect on all by one of my throws, consistently launching the ball over the outstretched arms of my teammate.
Monday's game was the most exercise I'd gotten in the last week and a half. Mrs. Viper and I are on the home stretch of pregnancy, and things have been a bit frazzled. My running took the hit.
Until my last speedy run, my monthly mileage had been on the upswing, but instead August ended with a total that ties for fourth best (and worst) of the year. Here is last month's statistical rundown:
- Total Miles: 12 miles (4 runs)
- Total Time: 2.6 hours
- Highest Weekly: 6 miles
- Average Weekly: 3 miles
- Average Pace: 13:21/mile
- The Monthly Dif: -3 (15 miles in July)
- Walking: 17.27 miles (10 walks)
My shoulder and hamstrings feel the burn this morning, but not as bad as the burning shame of my 55.4 quarterback rating, which still beats any of the Cleveland Browns quarterbacks this year.