After running up and down the street several times I kind of expected to be stopped by the police at some point. That kind of money just doesn't tolerate the likes of me bringing down their property values.
The reason for finally getting out there and doing some actual running was that I have my first race of this year on Sunday. The Old Fashioned Ten Miler in beautiful downtown Foxboro. Three days is enough time to get back all that conditioning that I let slide for the past two months, right? I feel like a kid that hasn't studied for the final all semester and is now trying to cram it all in at the last moment. Actually, that sounds like my entire college experience.
The ten-miler will be an interesting gauge of where I am. I expect mediocrity from myself so at least I haven't set the bar too high. I did a 1:14:22 last year so we will see if I can best that. If I do, good for me. If not, c'est la vie.