I tried out a combination of two shorter runs joined together by a really ugly hill tonight. It was really fun but that hill is a killer. It’s only about 1/10 of a mile long but it’s about a 20% grade. I think I have found my “hill training” hill and, like any good runner, have dubbed it “the wall”. About 10 sprints up this thing is all I could handle without horking up a lung. Heck, once up it had me wheezing like wind through a screen door. But it’s good and it’s close to the house, so prepare for major horking… There were no mile markers for most of this run so I think it ended up being a bit short. No big deal, I’ll just run a bit longer tomorrow.
Speaking of horking, my house decided it didn’t like the taste of my running clothes after all so it coughed them back up and crammed them between the end of the bed and the mattress. [embarrassed grin] Now if I could just find that last pair of shorts… and maybe a $20 in the pocket… that’d be SWEET! …or maybe a Garmin… or a Nike/Nano? …ah well… *sigh*