I planned to take a walk this evening, but watched a golf tournament on tape, sat on my couch and calculated handicaps for friends Erin and Chris, and for me (44.6, 33.1, and 25.4, respectively), talked with Beck Cross for 90 minutes, watched the Oaklawn Report (and was crushed to watch three horses pass Beverly Burress' colt Sharkiowa, on the lead from the start, in the final 20 yards), ate two sandwiches, some yogurt and a banana, and realized I had forgotten to walk.
Now I plan to run 13 miles beginning at about 6 a.m. My goal is to start slowly, no faster than 13:30 for the first mile, and then try to whittle time away toward a 3:50 final mile, provided there is no head wind and that I don't get distracted and forget I had planned a 13-mile run.
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