Tuesdays. ugh Clearly the longest day of the working week. I decided not to wake up early this morning due to the fact that I had a bummer day ahead of me, and that I did. Class basically all day with like 4 hours of breaks scattered through a 13 hour time allocation. So like I said, I decided to sleep in today so I set the Timex watch for 7:05; solid Ill be up after the sun rises for once. I woke up starving! I downed a massive bowl of Special K and some yogurt. Next came the huge mug of coffee. Typical start to everyday living and so far so good.
First off was the three hour Lab Techniques class. Firstly let me say I have some gnarly classes with some of the most down to earth professors ever. Hell one is a cyclists. The man has to be pretty sweet right? This class was and is a huge of subject of interest to me, so I wasn't really dreading this bad boy. So the time came and passed and next was a 45 minute swim in the Brockport Aquatics center (aka the shittiest pool in Rochester). I felt great! I don't know if it was that gel I downed 15 minutes before I began swimming, or the fact that maybe I was actually getting faster. For now Ill say it was the gel.. Come race day, I hope to say it was the faster answer. After swimming I had Biomechanics with the man the myth the legend, Dr. Williams. Cool dude, but wicked tough course. I know if there is any one course to pinpoint this semester and put forth a little more effort it was surely going to be this one.
After I made the mile trek back o my humble abode I collapsed. Dead tired, no energy and starving. I still had a schedules 30 mile to complete and right now it sounded like doing a long ride of 100 miles...just not happening. I laid on the couch and withing 5 minutes I went away from the world for a hour or so. I woke up and was starving! I made three humongous chocolate chip pancakes and put peanut butter all over them. I am telling from human to human, best invention ever. They were gnarly. After eating those bad boys i twas off to class.
After class I decide not to let my laziness get the best of my so I decide to do something I RARELY do, and that is to work out after sundown. I am all about banging out he workouts before noon if possible. Today it wasn't feasible. I decide to head out onto the track around 9:00 at night. Just me the cool air and another mate running up and down the stadium stairs. I decide a 4 mile tempo run with negative splits sounded like a pretty legit workout with a mile cool down. So I began. First mile I clocked at a decent 7:06 mile. I'll take it for my first mile with no warm up. So then I started to push the pace a little and got a good reaction. Mile #2, 6:35, not bad, but I can do better. SO then I started to just relax and let the air take my feet. I relaxed looked up at the moon and thought to myself "Hey the moon is chasing me." Wherever I go the moon is looking at me. Then, of course, I thought of the Dave Matthew song "You Never Know." Good tune, if you haven't heard it, youtube it. The mile flew by, completely with no effort. 6:15 sweet. I still felt really calm and relaxed and I was barely breathing heavy. One more mile and its time to relax. Mile #4 came with even more ease. I was warmed up, my legs felt good and the moonlight was still guiding me. Just me and Mr. Moon. As the last lap quickly approached I felt a sudden urge to drop a deuce. I'm sorry but its the truth. So I ran faster to finish. 5:59! DONE! I finished off with an easy mile on the track and just thought about how fun and awesome my race is going to be in week and a half. I have put a ton of training in for this race and I am hoping that it will pay off in the end.
