Tuesday pm, 8.2 miles in ?.
The good thing about a fartlek is that it can't go wrong. The pacing of this run was a little awkward, though, since there was a stretch of over two miles that was all downhill that made it hard to pick up the pace and feel like I was still in control. Silas and I started this run from the Farmer's Market, loaded down with greens, Asian pears, and grapes. We headed north while I tried to to think of a route, and ended up zig-zagging down toward the bay. We saw no less than 6 buses while waiting to cross San Pablo, which totally made Silas's night. Silas watched the crescent moon over the bay, along with all the trucks on I-80, while I did a 3/4 mile pickup on the Bay Trail. I kept the pace brisk during the recoveries, and my watch read 55:08 for the run, which was either a timing malfunction or simply shows how I was burning up the road.
We came home and made burritos with some great Red Russian kale from the market and some really good tortillas from Trader Joe's. Silas warmed my heart by eating all of the kale that I carefully concealed in his bites. Just a little bit of salsa does the trick!
I have a complicated plan for Wednesday that may or may not involve a run from work, depending on how things come together.
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