Rest Day

So Wednesday was a run day. I felt pretty fantastic running about 4 miles around campus. If I were to guess, I would say that I'm currently cruising that distance at maybe an 8 minute mile or so... or hitting the Bloomington hills at what maybe "feels" like an 8 minute mile. Angry music always helps too!

Speaking of angry music, I survived Filthy Fifty yesterday... barely. I could easily blame the lack of focus and letting soreness/tweaky muscles keep me from pushing hard. I didn't PR. Not even close actually. I went higher than the rx for box jumps (not sure of the actual height) and rx weight for everything else. The wallball, burpee, double under hell at the end about killed me. The workout reinforced that I desperately need a training partner, and totally wished I was able to train with Karl the night before! I'm anxious to face this one again, and attack the darn thing from start to finish. 

Today was a rest day. Tomorrow's plan is to hit it hard, then bike taxi Saturday during the football game.