I walked the Levy Loop in 28:46 early this afternoon. This might have been the easiest sub-29, two-mile walk in the history of sub-29, two-mile walks — by anyone, anywhere; particularly in Levy. "I used to daydream about having whatever it is in a dog's brain that allows them to walk with people, but not anymore," said Jo, Levy Ghetto Cat No. 3. "There's no way I could keep up with you and shit."
"Easiest and shit?" Sam said. "Do that count they East Europe walkin' dudes at the motherfuckin' Lympics an' shit?"
Tonight's run was also less than burdensome. Beginning a bit after midnight Central, I ran the Gimblett Loop in 45:14, with splits of 8:51, 9:46, 8:48, 9:08, and 8:41. I never pushed; just gave it a consistent effort throughout.
If I live to be 1,000, I will probably still tinker with juvenile diabetes as it applies to my running. Tonight I ate two peanut butter sandwiches and a cup of yogurt with blackberries and took five units of Novolog three hours before my run. My blood sugar was at 50 about 45 minutes before. I ate two Halloween-sized Payday bars and a package of Gu (a total of 45 grams of carbohydrates), took four units of Levimer five minutes before, and it was at 58 a moment after the finish. That was fine. Had I planned to run longer, I would've eaten Gu at three and a half or four miles, which usually pushes it up 70-80 ml. Testing will continue for my next long run, and thereafter until I die, I suppose.
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