Yesterday blew. Literally. A line of rough thunder storms passed over the Appalachians last evening (who says "last evening", really!?), knocking out our power for a few hours, throwing trees all over the roads, and producing golf ball sized hail in the southern parts of the state (none near us, however). I was just getting started on dinner when the power went out -what to do?
Go to Applebee's, and drink beer. Luckily my wife got home soon after the power went out so that she could grab a shower before the water heater tank got cold. We got back around 9, and our power was on. 5,000 people here still don't have theirs back yet though - why couldn't my office building be one of them?
This morning was chilly compared to the past few days. I was starting to get used to running in 60 degree weather this week, and today it was 45. Tuesday went really well, I did a hard 4 mile tempo run and had no difficulty hitting my target (around a 7:15 pace). Today was supposed to be 1.5 mile tempo repeats. It didn't go well. After the warm up, my legs had no zap. So today became a fartlek run, and I need to adjust my schedule to a Monday-Thursday setup for my hard runs to give me more time to recover. I'm starting to feel race day creeping up again, and I don't want my progress to stall because of poor scheduling.
This week has been kind of a beat down at work, I'm hoping to get something interesting going on soon to blog about. Till then, you have to deal with posts like this.