I was so excited when I finished my eight-mile run today and my watch said 1:19:12. Woo Hoo. Except a 9:52 pace was a little too unrealistic. So I sat my stinky butt down at the computer and used the g-map pedometer to figure my distance. Damn, I forgot a loop. Sometimes I forget I’m directionally challenged. I only ran 6.88 miles – which put me at a much more believable 11:32 pace. So I hopped on the PIMP and whipped out another 1.5 miles in 9 minutes 28 seconds per mile (which makes it a total of 14 minutes and 12 seconds) – I can rock a treadmill in the nice and cool air-conditioning like nobody’s business. Well, at least for a mile and a half I can.
Anyhow, to make things a little more fun today I took my camera and took pictures of the things I see on my run; all the nice and boring blazing hot whole lot of nothing but dry grass and farm animals. I feel more retail therapy coming soon. I miss the city.