Okay, it's the day *some of you* have been waiting for. I am finding it way hard to generate any enthusiasm today, but it is what it is. Since I don't know anything, then, it's time to carry on, bizness as usual.
I manged to find a watch with a stopwatch on it. I even managed to figure out how to start and stop it.
I'm hoping the track will not have the high school football or track team on it. Please please please. I don't know what I am doing, I don't need to have a big audience watching. Or any audience. I'm not in the mood for company right now.
I'm going with Mongold's initial specs: run 8 x 400 m at 1:53-1:56 pace. That means, run around the track-ONCE-in 1 minute 53 seconds, to 1 minute 56 seconds.
(Are you starting to doze off now????)
Sitting in the doctor office waiting room, I calculated that half a lap (200 meters) would be either 56 to 58 seconds. So if I was off on the first half-lap, I could try to remedy it in the second half-lap.
Oh yeah, the most important part...200 m easy recovery. (Don't I sound all trackie and stuff??) Gulp, that's just a half lap, it might take me that long to reset the watch.
Weather: 65 degrees
Time: 8 am. Much later than planned.
Condition: Tired and a bit hungover. Sorry. Real life.
Distractions: So there is a pop up tent on the field and some ladders on the track. I find out the Band is having their pictures taken at 9 am. Great.
The city is also paving and tarring the street right outside the track. So much for no audience and a quiet, unsmelly morning.
Well, that was my fault for getting out the door late.'
1:58 Okay, just trying this out.
1:56 Ok. Shoelace came untied
2:03 Ugh. Okay, focus, it's just one lap. Stop thinking about stuff.
It wasn't bad. It was something different. I'm willing to try it again, next week, same routine (but with more sleep and less wine.)
I have an appointment next Thursday, for an ultrasound and mammogram. I'm not really thrilled with the delay, but I guess it's just time to compartmentalize this away. It is what it is.