she’s on her way

Before I start my verbal diarrhea which I like to call my running blog, I would like to ask for your prayers, thoughts, positive vibes, or whatever you call that inner calling for the healing of others. I have a friend who has lost someone quite unexpectedly and is having… I wouldn’t say hard or difficult, but more of a surreal experience with it and needs some healing. I would appreciate it. Thanks.

My hot clicky-chicky is on her way to Big Papa… at least that what the email says. I haven’t gone to the package tracker and see all the sights that she could be taking pictures of, and now that I think about it, it would be pictures of a truck.

So, did I talk about my swim yesterday? I don’t think that I did. Well, it was a nice swim of 3laps, 3 laps, 3 laps and then 9 laps. For a grant total of… you do the math… 18 laps, which is as close as I get to the 1/2 mile marker in a 25 yard lane of a pool. I wasn’t all that speedy, my 400 meter time was a little over 9 minutes, so that wouldn’t cut it for my triathlon swim, but I haven’t really swam since September.

As I was getting ready to run today, a guy started talking about the weather and without actually trying to invite him to run with me, he needed someone to pace him. So, recording of my next podcast was going to have to wait… sigh. But I am helping a fellow runner, so it wasn’t all that bad.

So today I ran with Randall, a 47 year old student earning his BA in Poly sci with the intent of transferring and then going to Law School. He is not a serious runner, but does enjoy the euphoric feeling that ebbs out of our pores after a good run.

We ran my Bridge of Death route through Tyson Park and 3rd Creek Greenway which measures up to 4.32 miles. The pace was a 10:02 pace and pretty consistent the entire run. What was nice is that he was forcing me to run at a slower pace than I would have, so it helped us both out.

Unfortuantely, the slow pace made the run longer than I normally run, thus making me late back from lunch. Luckily, I don’t have an obvious clock watching monger boss, so it was okay. Tomorrow is going to be a rest day and not sure what I am going to do on Friday.

I’ll be in San Diego from Sat-Wed, so not sure what will be on the running plate. I am trying to organize a run with My Other (Running) Brother Darrell, whose son is a becoming a master chef in the area. But we will see if that works out, hopefully so even if for a short jaunt.

About planet3rry

I'm a husband, father and runner in the Knoxville area. I love the way that running makes me feel and how it has changed my thinking. I am always looking for the new PR whether in the 5k or the marathon