Fugly.

CU game is fugly. Guess I didn't even need points, I'm still buying lunch.

It must have poured for at least six hours, starting at 3 am today. Several huge thunderclaps right overhead, with the best coming about 9:30 this morning that brought down the cable line, including internet and phone, and set off the alarm. My neighbors told me they thought lightning actually hit the house. If it did, it thankfully did not fry any electronics as far as I can tell.

I had no choice but to elliptical for 30 minutes, which was sorta fun since I never do it any more. Nice to rediscover the ipod.

Last night swam 1650. It mostly sucked. I feel like I just thrash around. Then had Sharp's garlicky veggie-chicken pasta, which I like, but it sure doesn't like me a few hours later. Especially with a huge storm going on above me.

Thursday night, the LONG run. I think I wanted to do 9 - 10 miles. But since I have no gadgets, I have to guess and assume that a slow training pace is about 9 minute miles. So I should have run not much more than 90 minutes. But I got it in my head that I needed to run 1:45. So I ended up doing the entire Trolley Trail, well Volker - 85th, round trip. It was about 1:41. Felt really great except for my back, which was tight for the last two-thirds at least. When I got home, it nearly spasmed for awhile. Finally, it mellowed with some ibuprofen and very gentle stretching. Weird. Running rarely bothers my back, especially when I do it late in the day.

I should have done that run last week as it's getting too close to the race. The big race that all were gunning for this year. Yet somehow it looks like it will be me and my lonesome for a couple hours on Saturday morning. Well and a few hundred of my closest friends.