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Sunday, November 8, 2015

Decent 8 Plus, but not in Shorts - RunLog 11-8-15

Back to BRRRRR again, no shorts today, I was happy with running pants, jacket, winter hat and gloves. 39*F and 13-15 mph winds out of the WNW made things a little chillier than it has been. Yes, I am wimpy. :-P

The plan was to run 5.0 miles with Bennie and then another 4-5 miles when I dropped him off. That way I got in a longer run, without a big break in between.



Going down to Bartlett, we just putzed along, neither one of us was in a big hurry and then when we got to the top of Bartlett, we half-heartedly picked the pace up a little and when a truck went by, well we started to give another gear a go and neither one of us were really all that interested.

When we got back to the house, I got Bennie out of his harness and immediately started back down the driveway to run down to Pepin Way.

I wasn't planning on going fast, I just wanted to get enough miles to put me over 40 miles for the week.

Going out wasn't bad, the wind was at my back and it is almost all downhill, but coming back was a pain, 13-15 mph winds doesn't sound like much, but when you are running it seems like more, especially when you are running up something you call "The Bitch", because it is a pain in the ass to do and the wind is coming straight in your face going up the hill - 8 miles into the run.

That part was not a lot of fun, but I made it through the whining and complaining stage and just ran to the finish.

Not my best run, but even with being a bit tired and the hamstrings a little grumpy, I still somehow managed to stay under a 9:00 minutes pace.

Also, I wore the PI N1 Trails and they performed nicely. No slapppy noises, even when I was extremely tired (when I usually really start to slap my feet) and no hot spots. You know one of those runs where you piss and moan about the wind, chilliness and think about work or other things that are on you mind and you are attempting to think through whatever is going on. The one thing I didn't think about was how my feet were feeling - other than thinking how good it was to not think about them.

Not a great run, but one that I will take.

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