I had an interesting long & hilly run (with all the protesting that my muscles and tendons are doing these days, anything even close to 10 miles is now "long" in my book) with Sourdough and Coach yesterday. You know how some guys will grow beards in the winter and stay clean-shaven in the summer in light of the heat and humidity? Well, yesterday I was flanked by two training buddies who opted to do the exact opposite. Despite the fact that the team is apparently pursuing an image of tough and grizzled ultra-trail running veterans, I'm sticking with the traditional clean-shaven approach and I'll save the beard-growing for the winter. Maybe.
Despite the facial hair issue, we had an enjoyable run and caught up on each other's goings-on after not running together for a few weeks. We also had enough time to debate the existence of UFO's and aliens, although I don't recall how that discussion managed to come up. But do not fear; by the end of the run I think it was pretty well settled that Sourdough's theory that the planet is being overrun by extraterrestrials was soundly trounced. At least in my opinion.
After the run my full commitment to jump into Race #3 of the Living Well Summer Racing Series (10K) on Saturday was downgraded to "if-y" as the achilles tightened up a bit during the afternoon. But then it felt 100% fine this morning and I tested it by cycling to and from the GHS track (7.7 bike miles total) and then ran 3 miles at a 6:47 average pace and it felt great. Once again, the "mystery lady" showed up while I was there to do some intervals and blew by me at one point. Lucky for her I was tuning up for a Saturday morning race and opted not to seek some revenge.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to racing tomorrow with a genuine lack of concern over time, place and overall performance. I'm truly going to uncharacteristically "wing it" and see what happens!