I wish it would warm up.
It is 33 at 1:14 in the afternoon and that's not what I expected when I made North Little Rock home.
I ran and walked the 47th Street Loop in 32:49, with mile splits of 11:12, 11:05, and 10:32. I picked it up a little toward the end to break 33 minutes (so I could brag to myself that I averaged under an 11-minute pace). It was a snap, much easier than the first 3 miles of my 10-mile debacle two days ago.
I might try a very slow, non-stop 5-7-mile course in the morning. We'll see. My confidence has soared in the last 44 hours.
This was odd. I let Samantha and her step sisters out of my house at about noon. Less than an hour later, I saw Sam lounging on a driveway on Maple Street, halfway between my house and 47th Street. She watched me run by and reacted like a total stranger. I can't read cat minds, but she looked like she was thinking, "Hey, stupid. Why don't you put on some long pants?"
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