Wednesday, November 21, 2012
The boss let us out of work early today, which let me get more pre-Thanksgiving stuff done. With the extra hour and a half, I cruised by the bread outlet to pick up 3 loaves of whole wheat bread for $3.60 on the manager's special. They also sent me home with a free custard-coconut pie. I read the nutritional info. If daughter doesn't want it, I can work it into the eating over the course of a week.
Then I swung by Aldi to pick up some bagged salad and green peppers. Daughter wants a salad tomorrow after the 10K, and this will ensure that I don't run out of ingredients. I've already got enough onions and chopped baked chicken breast on hand.
That put me past 5, and it was time to go pick up packets for tomorrow's 10K. Well, "packets" might be an overstatement. There were the long sleeved tech shirts, because I got our registrations into the first 200, and the bibs. That's it, but that's what was important.
I spent some time chatting with the organizer. Daughter projects walking 10K in 2 hours. The estimated awards ceremony is 1 hour 45 minutes after the gun. Organizer says daughter could easily be the last person on the course at that pace, but the local police are good at following the last person and the road won't be re-opened on her.
They also offer an early start for walkers who think they need more time. I'll see what she thinks about that tomorrow morning. If she has accurately estimated her pace, I could start an hour later than her and pass her on the way to the finish line.
Now I've got my gym bag mostly packed, and my running clothes laid out. Time to wind down for an early bedtime, because I need to be up earlier than normal to get breakfast and have time to drive to the race site tomorrow morning.
Yesterday and today have been light days physically. I got my 10K steps in, but didn't get to 11K either day. Time constraints and the need to do other errands squeezed out heavy weight lifting, though I did get my pullups and pushups in. But I'm as rested as is reasonable for running a 10K tomorrow.
Mr. Testosterone is going to tell me to run all the way. I might let him convince me to run longer intervals. Just have to see how it goes.
Tomorrow should be fun, even without a traditional Thanksgiving feast.