These come courtesy of Runner’s World’s Training Paces Calculator.
You can see how far I’ve come from February 25, 2013. (It’s pretty good, guys.)
Based on your 5K time of 27:00, these are your projected finish times:
Me: *Dial.*
“Hello is this Person McPersonson?”
Wrong Number:
“Nobody here goes by that name.”
Me: “Is this 773-123-3456?”
Wrong Number:
“Yes, but there’s no one here by that name.”
Me:
“Thank you. I’m sorry to bother you.”
Wrong Number:
“Wait. What is this about?”
Me:
“… I was looking to speak with Person McPersonson.”
Wrong Number:
“Okay.”
“Here’s what these cowards really don’t get. They attacked the Boston Marathon — an event celebrating people who run 26 miles on their day off until their nipples are raw for fun.”
A great many news outlets will say how I feel better than I could.
So I’ll just say that this week and next week I’m going to run 26.2 miles each week, a noted increase from what I was planning on doing.
Over 1500 people are planning to finish the last mile on Saturday.
Sports Illustrated is doing something very interesting with its cover next week.
The Chicago Tribune also did something charming with the cover of its sports page.
This list of people offering up their homes to runners whose hotel or travel plans fell through is heartwarming.
The Red Cross is good on blood right now but in a few weeks will see a shortage. I’ve got o- blood, which means I can share it with anyone. I’ll schedule an appointment to donate soon.
The Chicago Area Runners Association is hosting a unity run this evening. I’d love to go but I work on the South Side and likely won’t be able to make it. As of 4:30 p.m. over 200 people are going.
And I’ve been eating vacation food for a week.
Vacation food is the best.
Vacation food is ribs and french fries and cocktails and ribs and fried chicken and beer.
And when you’ve been partying with Dave’s grandma:
So basically:
I ran 8.5 miles today. It was a slog. We’re basically only eating beans and vegetables and brown rice this week. Womp womp.
I’m getting outta here. Winter won’t end, screw all that.
So while people here in Chicago are all:
And:
And just to rub it in:
I’m going to be all:
And:
And:
And:
#SOYEAHDUH is one of those great Tumblrs if what you like is drinking, tacos, the North Side and/or gifs. I like a lot of those things so here we are.
