Notes
“Given an opportunity: a runner will put a run in without question; a jogger will debate until that time is gone” Well, I was on the verge of joggerism this evening. I had even committed to bagging even the shortest run by snacking a little to close to "run-time" ... but, the Compulsion got the best of me, and I set out for a quick 5K, even though I'd gobbled half a dozen Chips Ahoy not 15 minutes earlier. Yes, I carried an uncomfortable tummy with me as evidence of my error, but a short break at The Blessed Mother for some Hail Mary's at the One Mile mark, and a brief wait for the stoplight with ½ Mile to go eased things a touch. In spite of my "mis-fueling," I felt that a good time was in store for me tonight, and I ACTUALLY used the Stopwatch function that I usually ignore on the Ol' Timex. To keep myself "honest" I kept my Longsleeve pulled over it [it was chilly & breezy enough tonight to warrant it], to run only by feel. Imagine MY surprise when I hit "STOP" to see that I come in just the slightest decimal below 26-minutes, without really killing myself