It was a bike ride, not a run. It was my second workout of the weekend. It was blissfully easy. I had practically no muscle fatique in the legs, even after a few climbs up the Great Hill. This is a powerful endorsement for running.
If you care about distance and speed, don't ride in the Park on a beautiful Sunday afternoon. The top half of the loop is manageable, lots of cyclists and runners, serious about what they are doing. The bottom half is a disaster of tourists and pedestrians. It's inhospitable for the cyclist. But I've complained about this before.
The result was 13.3 miles in 55 minutes. My average speed was 14.4 mph.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Run 39
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A workout is a workout, whether it's riding, running or splitting wood in a blue cardigan vest . . .
Right. Let's see how long it takes me to live down the sweater vest. Jeez.
hahaha . . . it's all forgotten for now, you took my barbs well.
Wait, I might run the CCM in that sweater.
I was thinking of throwing that in as one last parting shot, but decided to let sleeping cardigans lie. That could be a team name some year, blue cardigan vests . . .
IS it grungey nirvana-esque or pressed, that makes a big difference.
It leans towards grungy. Certainly not pressed. It has shrunk, and only reaches the belly button. (This keeps getting better and better.)
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