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crescent trail #20: actually back this time (6-7pm)

August 15, 2011 (Afternoon)

Exercise Type: Run

Weather: low 80s, cloudy. so odd that its not rediculously hot. before i left, it was in the hundreds. on vacation it was cooler. i expected to endure the heat again when returned, but its cooled way down. then again, i haven't run at the heat of the day yet...

Comments:
why did i decide being coach potato was a good idea? why didn't i learn from last time? and the time before, and the time before that? i always feel miserable after this. i haven't ran in two days, and lets just say its had an effect on me. well, i'm back now at least. healthy again.

3:39?
6:36

10:45 (4:10/half-mile = 8:20 mile pace)
heard foot steps behind me. i did initially freak, but just as a reflex. only a second later, i was determined to not allow him to pass. soon, i heard a grunt behind me that told me it was a guy. i was relieved that it wasn't a girl, cauz i wasn't gunna have a girl beat me (couldn't bear one of those perky joggers passing me). but nevertheless, i wasn't having a guy pass me either. nobody was passing me. this was my first real taste of competition of the summer - bring it on. that evil anticipation wasn't on my mind, for a year ago, i was sure to give up, and if it was a guy, i was sure to just allow him to pass and get on with my run. not today. it was excitement that filled me.
14:55 (4:10/half-mile = 8:20 mile pace)
as the footsteps behind me quickened, so did mine. i could tell he was trying to gain ground on me. now this was fun. i snickered in my head - no way was he passing. i was determined to keep leverage on him till i got to the mid-point, the turn around point, of my run - at the 6mi marker.
18:50 (3:55/half mile = 7:55 mile pace)
that guy caused me to speed way up. too bad i didn't get him for the next mile, cauz my mind really started to wander.
23:23 (4:13/half mile = 8:26 mile pace)
28:18 (4:55/half mile = 9:50 mile pace)
up that hill/bridge mindlessly. not really thinking too much, so makes sense that my pace continued to slow, esp up a hill.

33:13
36:16?
41:19