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Not a pretty run, not a pretty picture. |
After a high of 50's on Friday, today started in the 30's and dropped all day. My time slot for running would be in between church and cooking for a small Chicago Bears get together. I hit the streets with 6 in mind and hadn't planned on anything with speed. I can't blame the snail pace on the freezing light drizzle. After 2 miles in I knew that six or more would not be an option. I hadn't eaten too much yesterday but felt like lbs of food were hanging out in the belly. Not too comfortable, then I really needed to pee. Fortunately, there are stops along the way when needed. Today it was the Flossmoor Brewery. After relief, I ran back towards home with wind blowing the sleet drops right into my face. With a little extra loop I hit 5 right near my house and thought of the determination of Tabitha. If she sets her mileage goal, she'll run an extra something to hit her mark. I did have 6 in mind and knew what I could add to hit the mark. Sorry Tabitha, inspiration was not enough and my mind said #### that. I turned right into my dead end street and stopped.
More than the Marco minimum, 5.12 in 57:29. Still in the running.
My after run rebound took the form of friends, chili, snacks, good beer, and a choking Chicago Bear's.
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