Showtime

In news that will be sure to please my wife, the amount of Lamb of God to be played in the house at high volumes will go on a decline as of today. After tonight's concert, I'm sure to be fully saturated for a while. But if I'm going to be concert, I still need to get in my run, so I was on the treadmill at 6:15 this morning (with Ashes of the Wake and New American Gospel turned up to 11, to my wife's chagrin). This wasn't optimal, but the work must be done.

Sleep wasn't great last night, since I woke up about 3:30 and never got back to solid sleep. I must have been a bit nervous about missing my alarm or not performing up to par because of the early hour. But after some Gatorade and quick stretching, it was time to go. Today was tempo day, with 2x12 minutes of T-pace, extending the time spent at that effort from 20 minutes to 24. It went pretty well, I was never overextended, although there were points that I wouldn't have minded if someone told me I could just stop. I got my miles, cooled down, stretched a bit more (I was surprisingly tight through the hamstrings), and ate. Since then, it's been work, another little run, and anxious anticipation of what should be the concert event of 2009.

Run: 48 minutes, w/2x12 minutes @ 9.1 mph, 2 min @ 7.3 mph

Run: 2.5 miles, ez