i called Andrew K. last night to see if he wanted to run this morning since we missed our time yesterday. he was game, so just after 5:00 he showed up and we took off.
we ran at a pretty fast pace at the beginning of our run. i'd guess we were running somewhere near an 8:00/mile pace. i say "guess" because just before we finished our first mile, i glanced at my watch and noticed it read 0:01. don't know how that happened. i thought i'd made sure i got it running. grrrrr! i started it up then and when we stopped at the completion of our 2.12-mile loop it was at 11:03. i figured we'd run around seven or eight minutes before that, so i generously called our time 18:03. it was probably closer to 19:03, but who cares? it might have been a personal best, but no world records were on the line.
after walking andrew a block north to his house, i took off running again. i ran pretty hard for about 3/4 of a mile and then started feeling not so great. don't know what was going on, but i had to slow down. a short time later, as i approached main street, i heard voices. not the "in my head" voices i usually hear, but the "out of head" voices coming from other people. as i stepped onto main, i spotted the four runners to whom the voices belonged. i decided to join them and get my body back under control.
they were headed toward the south end of town, so i jogged along with them. after a block, they slowed to a walk. i asked who i was running with. i'd known i was with jean and keri, but couldn't figure out the other two in the dark without blinding them all with my headlamp. turns out it was christie and kim who were braving the cold with their friends. we started running again after a block and then slowed to a walk a short time later. i was feeling better at this point. the company and the slower pace were helping.
when we started running again, i glanced back and noticed a car coming down the street behind us. i ran over to their side of the road and decided to bid my friends adieu. i waved as i ran away and turned onto 20th street.
when i got around the corner and turned back north onto lucky lane, i started feeling lousy again. i thought i was going to puke. grrrrr! today was not my day. i slowed and walked a short time to get things settled and then ran much more slowly back home.
i'm rested up and cooled down now. no more nausea. i'm okay with my final pace. even if i add a minute to it for the guesswork on the "with andrew" portion, i ended up sub-9:00/mile over almost five miles. the best part, of course, was having company along the way.
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