Funk-y Town

First off, to all you kind enough to worry and comment...I did find my running shorts this morning. Somehow they were stashed in my underwear section of my bureau. Very embarrassing, especially as I accused the 18 (soon to be 19, in 2 weeks) year old son of coveting and absconding with them. He looked at me like I was nuts.

Things have been funky around here and not in a 'groov'in with some energy' type of way. More in a funk - y type of way, with the emphasis on funk. Blah. We ran Wednesday. 4 miles. Plan was for 6x400 repeats. We got almost through four and Cosmo was stung by a yellow jacket on the inside of one of his front legs. Until this point, we were just under 11 m/m. He limped (very pathetic looking), and we walked, through the 1.5 miles left and we finished at 55:25. Just a shade under 15. My suspicion is that the sting couldn't have hurt all that much and he was playing it up, not wanting to run. Dog should have been a soccer player. Oh yeah! And I should have been a comedian. LOL

The Willow Bay 5 k is tomorrow. Previous times:
2005 - 34:05 (11:00)
2004 - 33:18 (10:45)

As always, I have my A, B and C goals.
C Goal - finish. Always want to avoid that DNF
B Goal - sub 11 minute mile pace. Even by a second. Any day under 11 is a good day for me.
A Goal - never sees the light of day unless I make it. Then I will write about it :-)