Beat the drums.

I'm excited about the 5K!
I love all the references to Miracle, and to Saint Blogger's Day. It should be fun, and I'm not settling for the moral victory just yet. We'll see how many people actually show up, and on the right day, which of course is Sunday Saturday (I'm worried somebody might actually fall for that little joke ;) ).

Just to catch up, my streak was in jeapordy, but I did manage to keep it alive. I ran 3 rubbery miles on Wednesday night at around 10 PM. I felt horrible the whole time, I don't know if it was the change in schedule, or the pinchos de carne, or the pinchos de pollo, or the rapé con miel, or the serrano and manchego, or the goat cheese thing, or maybe it was the b'stilla, or perhaps the flan or the chocolate flan or maybe even the tres leches, I'm not sure, but whatever it was I felt real bad that night.

Then I got back into the morning schedule yesterday morning with 5 miles and this morning with 4 miles.

We'll see how well I can do tomorrow. I haven't been doing any speedwork, but I wasn't doing any speedwork when I set my PR, so, you know, maybe I can do it. And it will be pretty warm out there, but it was pretty warm back in May when I set my PR, so, you know, maybe I can do it. I haven't been feeling very fast lately, though, so, you know, maybe I can't do it, but then again, maybe I can.

Listening to: Masaharu Sato - War Drums from Seven Samurai

See you all tomorrow.
Keith.