I’ve run 5 of the past six days, taking Friday off and running a short two miles with a weighted backpack on Saturday. My goal was originally to do ten miles by this first weekend, given that I’ve only got three weekens before I aim to run a full marathon, but I decided not to push it, and will aim for ten by the middle of this week.
Today I ran down the length of Bushwick to Evergreen cemetary, and then over the border into Queens and back for a total of six miles. At this border, I was greeted by a large pile of horse manure. Having only been two Queens twice in me life, I can only come to two conclusions:
1) It is still the 1800s in Queens, and horses are a fine way to get to Popeye’s, or
2) they have really, really big dogs in Queens.
I found that a slightly higher pace alleviated the tightness in my left knee, most likely because less oxygen is going to my brain.
I tried to beat the heat by running after seven, but still came back a dripping sweat demon:
Having chased my roommate around the apartment with the diabolical urge to give him a sweaty hug, he distracted me with possibly the greatest heat-related underwear innovation since Cavemen started killing the squirrels before they used them as underwear:
Putting your underwear in the freezer. Doggone is that finger-lickin’ good, though I recommend washing your hands first.