When last I wrote I had spent the day (Wednesday) traipsing through airports and the city of Pasadena in a pair of MFMs (moderate FMs and if you don’t know what FM stands for please don’t ask me – go ask your Mom) getting sore feet. Thursday I hit the road slightly late in the morning (pattern alert!) for an 8 mile run. It was harder than I thought it should be but not too bad. I didn’t bonk at the end so that was an improvement. I couldn’t quite keep the pace I wanted but it was okay.
I forgot to reset the Garmin after my track workout on Tuesday so the splits are a little odd but here they are:
Miles 1-4 in 42:38 (10:38/mi) [oops! I reset the Garmin at the turn-around point]
Mile 5 – 10:25
Mile 6 – 11:18
Mile 7 – 11:38
Mile 8 – 11:14
So that was predictable. I went out a little fast and couldn’t hold my pace. Of course it was about 95 degrees out by the time I started heading back and that didn’t help one bit.
The best part was the view I got when I took off my shoes and got a glimpse of pinky toe:
Nice! So I poked it with a pin, put on flip flops and went about my day. Later that afternoon it looked like this:
I can hear you all now – “EWWWWWWWWWW!!! Thanks for sharing!”
So I poked several holes in it, soaked it alcohol, left flip flops on all day and today I went swimming. I had to wear fins for back stroke and that smashed my blister but good so now it’s flat and impotent.
Tomorrow I’m putting 20 miles on that baby. If it flares up and kills me I’ll have to take the advice I have been giving to Jeanne in all caps over the last couple of weeks and just give it a rest.
I AM HOPING FOR A GOOD RUN!!! Oh please let me have a good run. It was 106 here today so I’m going out at 5:30 AM. Stay tuned……