when you mistake chef for chief and your like 'i'm dumb'.

yesterday was a good day...up early to feel the crisp cool air, and then off to work where i actually felt i achieved something...i am really busy at work right now but i really put in 8 good hours and accomplished tons, it made me feel great...it made me feel valuable...i don't always get that feeling...and then the cell phone waves gave me a huge pickup to lead me into a 6 mile tempo...now i didn't really know what to expect from the tempo, i hadn't done one yet that i really committed to...i found a little back road that is about a mile long so an out and back would be two miles...it was far from flat but the hills were manageable...so a couple of warmup miles and i was ready to see what i could do...now anybody who was done a workout with me knows that i am a champion to start, a little to much, and often fizzle out towards the end because i went out to hard...i was determined not to do that, but old habits die hard...so i thought i would start around 630's and see how i could improve each mile...instead i went out at 6o5 pace...mind you the first quarter mile was slightly downhill and my adrenaline was rushing through my veins like oil through a pipeline, but none the less, i was a little worried the first time i looked down at my watch...so the first mile went through at 611 and i was feeling good...it was great to get up to speed and carry that speed over some distance...the rest of the workout was incredibly consistent and i kept all miles under 620...i was really focusing on not lulling during the middle miles because i tend to do that...i finished feeling like i was about to suffucate but extremely proud of what i had accomplished...i have barely started the build up for boston but that was a great workout to build off...overall i averaged 610's and basically set a new pb for the 10k...i am not sure if i had an extra boost or something but i sort of felt like superman out on the road...i was taking in huge amounts of oxygen at times but i never felt that irresistable urge to slow down...that is a good sign...i had a angel riding a bike in front of me last night...i hope she stays.

there are all these snow warnings here in vancouver and everybody is in a frenzy...i will keep you posted on the circus as it seems the city goes into a mild shock if it gets hit with the white stuff...apperently they have never lived in a normal canadian city...good luck vancouverians (that is just embarresing having wrote that...i got nothing).

m.

oh and read this story it is great.

http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-243-297--12984-0,00.html