I think I'll be thinking of Bailey an awful lot the next few days. I suppose it's affected me pretty profoundly...her death...in pretty significant ways. When I go out to run...she'd lift her head and wonder where I was going. When she was in better health, she'd lift her body and ask why the F am I not coming too? Good dog. Fast dog. Strong dog.
But to today....a lonely, fog-laden day on flat, straight, farm roads from Davis to Dixon. My "coach"...Manny Katsanis from Tucson told me to run 18 miles w/10 at marathon pace. Hell, I don't know what marathon pace is. I know it's not what my guys in Tucson can run. But it is all ok. I'm doing my best!(?). I ran 14....a Davis to Dixon route. Why not 18? Not enough time to do it. So I told Arlen...meet me at Buds in Dixon for lunch. Daniel's last day before his trip to SE Asia was today. So time was of the essence. We had a great lunch. The run was ok. Did 14 with the following miles:
1. 7:47
2. 7:52
3. 7:42
4. 7:40
5. 7:17
6. 7:21
7. 7:25
8. 7:22
9. 7:34
10. 7:37
11. 7:41
12. 7:43
13. 7:59
14. 7:17
Avg pace was 7:35. That works out to a bit under 3:20.
Dunno what I can do. I'll see in 1.5 months I guess.
Best to everyone.
Brad
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