The birth of the Crazy Daisies blog! So here is the story - I had a memorable night of running and NO ONE to share it with. We've talked about doing this, so thought I would start. (Oh, Crazy Daisies really has no meaning, except for the fact that people think we are crazy runners and since we're all girls the daisy thing works.)
After work, John Smith and I decided to head to dinner and then I was going to run afterwards. Well, we got slightly lost - I'm pretty sure we were in Ohio at some point and eventually stumbled upon a Chinese buffet. That was my pre-run meal (I do not suggest this). I then traveled back to a school that we seemed to have passed, or at least it looked like a school, except for the cross on top. Regardless, it ended up having a track behind it, so it worked...it WAS asphalt, but I wasn't took picky. The workout for tonight was 8 x 400. I'm pretty sure I ran either that or 6 X 400 plus 1 x 600. I know which side of the track I was supposed to end on and I ended there, though I may have been daydreaming (clearly I was not running hard enough) and lost track. I had no watch, but I'm positive that I did not run them at the pace that was prescribed...oh well. It finally dawned on me at the end of the run, the big KC on the fieldhouse stood for Kennedy Christian - mystery solved!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment