I admit it, I wrote Britney Spears off when she started getting all crazy, but I have to confess; I love her new song, Womanizer. It was the best song to listen to this morning.
I woke up at 0500 to start my run, I was out the door by 0530. It was still dark out and there was just a little drizzle. I started going south on Koke Mill, the wind felt like it was pushing me back home. “Don’t go out and run”, but I kept on.
I was relived after the first left turn I made, when the pesky wind disappeared. There were few cars out and little distractions. I was free to enjoy my music, and my run.
At mile five, the ran was falling at a rapid pace. This was enough for me to turn my 7 miler into 6. I walked in the door an hour later, and a little heavier than when I left.
After a wonderful start to the morning, I went to work. There I caught some flack from a certain triathlete surgeon, because I have not signed up for Augusta 70.3… yet. “I will I will, I am doing the race.” I convinced him. It terrifies me to commit to a race like that. What if I fail?
After work I went to fc, did a short treadmill run ie:2 miles, and then went to powerzone. Inner and outer thighs tonight. I guess this justifies the Fat Tire I am drinking right now.
