Winner winner chicken dinner! No? Haven’t heard that one? It’s okay; I don’t get it either. Plus, with all the vegetarian eats over here, it’s more like winner winner eggplant dinner… or something along those lines.
I will be contacting you both in the near future, but if you see this first, shoot me an email at lovesweatandbeers at yahoo. The “Eat, Run, Sail” blog reminded me of past sailing trips, so since it’s probably cold where you are, here’s a little something to brighten your morning.
So, how was my morning? Well, I spit on myself. Not just a little. I flung a big ole’ wad of spit right onto my left hand. Ewww.
Spit aside, it’s been a great morning. I couldn’t decided if I should tone down today’s 3-mile run or make it a tempo run. After all, the race is next freakin’ weekend. Time flies. Apparently I fly too. I did the first and last half miles at a moderate pace, but I got out my moves like Jagger and really rocked the 2 miles in between. I finished all 3 miles in 25 minutes.