An Unauthorized Tenth

Don't tell anyone, but Mike & I ran 13.2 miles this morning.  That last tenth of a mile was not sanctioned.  I can hear the scolding from here...

The Boston Marathon has had the beneficial result of putting Mike back to my level.  Today we ran a nice 13 miler in a cool 40 degree morning.  Overcast skies with no rain was our canopy.  It was good to see Mike again and get the full scoop on Boston.  His coach let him out of the house to run with me but with the strictest instructions for good behavior.  But this is America, Mike -  Rock 'n Roll.  But no, there was not an instant when she wasn't on his mind.  Our eyes were glued to the Garmin as we watched each 1/10th tick by as we prepared to turn around. 

Alas, our math was off slightly as we found ourselves a tenth of a mile from the car when the Garmin declared we had reached the allowed distance.  We just stood there peering at the car.  Were we allowed to walk?  Should one us go and bring the car back?  What to do?

My work was plowing me under last week and running just couldn't rise to the surface.  Today was refreshing and has me excited to continue.  Marc is getting back on track too.  Not to mention he has signed up for the American Lung Association's Trek Across Maine bicycle trip (180 mile - 3 day ride).  Does that sound like someone with a calf injury?  I think not.

I asked him how he got himself involved in such a hare-brained scheme.  "Some friends at work," he says.

Marc, those aren't friends.

Nevertheless, please help him with his pledge drive here.

13.1 miles (with one completely accidental-it will never happen again-tenth only because we really had to-no avoiding it you know) 1:44:43 7:55 pace.

8:21

8:05

8:13

7:59

7:54

7:52

8:00

7:55

7:51

7:54

7:37

7:47

7:32