So about three hours ago, crusted with sweat from 5 miles of running this morning, I found myself in the basement of the med school, inhaling a breakfast burrito, strapped to a breast pump, having just run over for a shower after injecting a bunch of human chorionic gonadotropin hormone into some frogs. And I thought “huh. My life is kind of weird.” And beautiful.
And more than a little silly.
1.1 mile warm up (Chip trail: 9:05. Too fast. I haven’t worked out a “warm up” pace for my new and changing ability level.)
3 mile tempo (track to Lasuen Mall to Mayfield to Coronodo to Alvarado to Campus drive and back to the track):
1.25 mile cool down (GSB loop: track to Serra to Campus drive and back to track. 9:30 pace)