I decided to run 6 miles today which turned into 8 miles. I found a hilly (read: VERY hilly) area and started my trudging. As you can see from the run above, the huge dips were where I dropped from 8:13/m to 8:48/m. Needless to say, I was a bit tired after this run.
That said, I'm beginning to think that Paula Radcliffe has a thing for me. She has been whispering in my ear a lot lately. She congratulated me on my longest run yet (how could she know that I had to reset my IPod in between?), on hitting 250 miles and then just tonight about hitting 500 kilometers. I mean, I appreciate the encouragement and all, Paula, but come on. I think you need to move on to someone else.
First of all, I'm flattered, but you're married, and beyond that, I absolutely could not keep up with you. It was just never meant to be. That said, I won't shoo you away when you congratulate me on my fastest mile, hitting 500 miles or whatever else you decide to whisper in my ear. That's just the kind of guy I am.