70s, cloudy, dry
mind/body - not eager
hard effort
The first one is always the hardest... In soccer we called these 4-3-2-1 and I used to love to try and kill my players with it. I didn't exactly taste my own medicine today (not trying to kill myself) I went more for a comfortable, hard pace. My goal was 5:48 pace for every set. I figured if I pushed too hard I would get less out the workout and possibly get injured. I ain't no spring chicken any more...
2.5 mile warm up and cool down. On the track it was 1-2-3-4-4-3-2-1 (as in laps). To hit 5:48 I just had to hit 1:27 per 400 meters. Here's how it shook out: 1:24, 2:49, 4:18, 5:45, 5:42, 4:18, 2:51, 1:22 - with 2 minutes between each.
Last (and certainly not least) - Happy Birthday to my lovely wife Nicole! She is now 38 years young. Is that rude to mention that? Nah... age is just a state of mind.
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