Whew. It's been a looong running day.

First off, the Mini 10k was this morning. It was hot. Sticky. They put sprinklers out on a couple of spots on the second half, and subbed gatorade for water at the end and at the last water stop. I walked more than usual... and actually gave myself permission not to get a PR.

Permission shermission, I got one anyway! Yeah. That's right. 1:06:50... I took off 33 seconds in about 3 weeks, in the heat. Amazing what doing the right amount of training and throwing in some speed work will do. It's still a silly time that means anything only to me, but it's a big improvement in a short time - almost five minutes off my best time for the distance in about three months. I'll take it.

(One weird thing that happened on the course - it's amazing what I'll tell a bunch of strangers on the internet, but won't even tell my family because, really, they don't wanna know - I peed myself a little. Eww! I know! But I ran under a sprinkler and it felt so freaking cold and good, and then, there it went. Whoosh! I wasn't even sure what was happening for a second. That is truly gross. Just a little. In water. Ew. I guess it's like sweat, right? RIGHT? Dear God.)

SO, big event number one down... then a dash to home, the shower, and dirty Jersey for little Duff's pre-junior-olympic-qualifier meet. He ran the 800 and he was happy with himself, but for some reason he decided he didn't want to wear his glasses, which he normally does, and he was all shaky and off-balance. Odd. His track guru coach told him your vision affects your balance. He's also got an issue with passing - like, he looks like he's got the strength and the speed to pass the guy in front of him, but then he kind of get boxed in and just can't figure out how to do it. Happily for him, I am far more concerned with these things than he is. If only I hadn't been the fat sedentary kid in school - I could have rocked the strategy aspect.

So, burgers for dinner and exhaustion now. Seriously, I could go to bed right now. And I can't get over setting the new PR. Oh - I wore my Mini race shirt to the meet, and wound up meeting the winner of the 70-74 age group in the ladies room, who, of course, dusted me. At the 10k, not in the track meet bathroom. Because that would just be weird.