Sunday Morning

Running
So, I wanted to do a long run this morning, using an interval plan, but I did not expect this.

I am now above 50% of my monthly goal. This makes me very happy.

I think one of the reasons that I was happy to run through the pain, and there was pain...hip and knees...(Friday evening, Fish made a remark about my limp and that she was willing to walk faster just to make me admit that I hurt.) was the soundtrack to this trainer.

It was Underworld and old Underworld at that.



For almost 90 minutes it was all like this and it was great. (If you do not like it, well, I understand and I feel pity for you because you are either too young OR you just weren't raised right.)

This is setting up to be a great day!

(And there will be more about my weekend tomorrow.)

Edit at 9:43: D'oh, and one of the reasons I wanted to write this up is that after the first mile, I felt a pebble on the ball of my right foot so I stopped to remove it from the shoe, wondering how it did manage to make in in there, and when I popped my shoe off, it was still there. I was then left wondering how the pebble not only managed to make it into my shoe but also into my sock. So, there I was, standing on the side of the road, one shoe off, and taking off my sock while early to mid 90s house music was *duggaduggadiggadiggaduggadugga*-ing in my ears, and out popped half a toenail. Nice, no? Then I ran ten more miles.