There was a post San Diego pulled muscle and then there was illness. Third times a charm apparently. This marks the end of week five of a Rocky4-esk training cycle that has seen a hermit like existence finally come to an end.
My plan called for a track workout. Frankly I would have been there last week, them track workouts are my bread and butter. Alas, it was best the snow did not melt until I had my wits fully about me and my feet firmly underneath me again. The plan was for 3 x 3200 meters on 2 minutes rest (or 1 lap jog). I'll spare you the arithmetic but needless to say I was pleasantly under my goal pace and very close to my PR half marathon pace.
A later trip to the bar, many an empty pint glass later and I may have stumbled onto my craziest running adventure yet (but more on that later). For now the most important thing is I appear to be back on track (cheesy but yes I went there).
