Looking totally sober here
I actually did limit my booze intake** and went to bed super early – 9:00 or 9:30. Finally having a pregnant wife with her early bedtimes is starting to pay some dividends (cookies in the house all the time!).
The run started out great however at mile 3 I realized that I wasn’t going to make it the entire 16 without having to stop and
I had convinced my wife that
- 1.5 miles left: 12 minutes….Only have the time left that it takes to take a shower
- 3 miles left: 24 minutes…Just an episode of the office left
I ended up running the 16 miles at a 8:30 pace including the bathroom break and 8:13 pace not including it. Score. Right where I wanted to be.
Unfortunately when I got home, jumped in the pool mostly naked, I saw that I had a bit of a blister on my foot - either that or my massive callus was falling off. It doesn’t hurt in the slightest so I’m thinking that it is just my foot molting. You know, sort of like how a snake loses a layer every so often. So, just like I always scream when someone says they are trying to have a baby: “this story would be better with pictures” Behold.
Is my foot turning into some sort of reptilian baby?
Stay tuned tomorrow for a special Wednesday edition of Try it Tuesday - complete with a 3 case energy gel giveaway!
** Two beers and a martini….literally. Moderation is a relative term :)
*** I ordered a big mac with a side of swamp ass
**** The spikes make her more aerodynamic