For not feeling like running at all today, this turned out pretty well. I had my devoted wife, Ann, drop me off up at the gun range in East Canyon by I-80. Ran through East Canyon and up Little Mountain and then down Emigration into Salt Lake. Then wandered around Foothill and back home for 21.25 miles. Then I checked the mileage board and saw that Fritz ran 21.50. So I ran up and down my street for .26.
21.51 miles in 2:36.
I feel pretty smug right now.
OK. I deleted the snarky comment about the awesome husbands. Totally uncalled for.
Pretty good day around here. Both kids are sick - Andy with a nasty ear infection. So we skipped church and laid around the house eating waffles and watching Meet The Press. Went for my run after I was sufficiently waffled up with carbs. Abby's legs are very sore from the 5k yesterday. She says she didn't know legs could get that sore. I was a bit sore this morning as well. Nothing is quite like racing.