Pace
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01/13/13
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3.45
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00:34:08
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09:54
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tired
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01/09/13
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2.76
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00:25:11
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09:06
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good
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4
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01/08/13
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4
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00:38:28
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09:36
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good
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4
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01/07/13
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1.12
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00:15:00
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13:23
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tired
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3
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01/05/13
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3.39
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00:38:17
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11:16
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tired
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2
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01/03/13
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2.63
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00:24:30
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09:18
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alright
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3
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01/02/13
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2
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00:45:00
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22:30
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alright
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3
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12/29/12
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4.58
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00:50:02
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10:55
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tired
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3
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12/26/12
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4.65
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00:48:00
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10:19
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alright
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3
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Hardly impressive, to be sure, but a 6-mile week and a 11-mile week are far better than a goose-egg.
Running is hard right now. Physically hard. Mentally hard. There have been a lot of distractions, deferrments, sleepless nights, and obstacles over the past several weeks. I'm not sure if they've sucked the joy out of my running, or if they've just kept me from running long enough that I have to start from some level of scratch. I'm thinking it's the latter. I'm hoping it's not the former.
All I know to do, though, is keep getting out there. Tomorrow, I may be able to run at lunch; if not, I will fit it in after work (which would be my usual plan, but we're in our one week of 20-something degree temps for the year and running after dark on icy streets in 27* and dropping is not my idea of safe). There's holes throughout the week to find time to run - and almost none of them have me resorting to the treadmill at 5:30 a.m. (the worst-case scenario I can't quite bear to invoke right now). These runs may be short, they may be slow; they may hurt or leave me gasping or wondering why I can't hold any sort of pace. But they will get done.