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Sometimes the right song comes on at the right time. Just when you need that extra hit of energy, or anger, or whatever fuels you, you get it. It's a little bit of serendipity, and it can save the day. Tonight, as I was barely hanging on during my I-pace run, I got lucky.

This is the same workout as last week, and I'll do it again next Thursday. I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I didn't expect to hurt as much as I did. I don't remember it being this tough last week, but it probably was. All I know is, the first five minutes were good, the next two reps were tough but I survived, and the last one I was floundering a bit. But Slipknot had come on just as the interval started, and during the last couple of minutes I could scream along (or more accurately wheeze along), "You ... can't ... kill me ... 'cause ... I'm ... already ... inside you". This dragged my ass to the finish, and after cooling and down and stretching, I got to collapse for a while.

What is it they say? "It never gets any easier, you just go faster."

Run: 2.5 miles, ez

Run: 56 minutes, w/4x5 minutes @ 10.0 mph, 4 minutes @ 7.4 mph