Got my two hours in today, to end sort of a slacker week. My time for the week was only a little more than four hours total. The plan is to get more miles/time next week.
My security guard was there, talking about his running plans again.
Another funny thing happened: Some guy on his balcony yelled to me at about the 110-minute mark -- "Wow, you've been running for a while. You're getting a great workout." He was a 30-something, buff-looking guy. I always get a kick out of the certain surprise from athletic types about how long I'm out there. Because I certainly don't look athletic.
I wore a skort and a sleeveless top, for the first time on one of my long runs. I was alert to the possibility of chafing, but there was none.
I took an ice bath afterwards again. It wasn't as hot out today, so it wasn't quite as appreciated.
You Can Go Your Own Way
14 hours ago