It's been a while since I last posted, just haven't felt like it I guess. I hit black ice, did a fair amount of damage to my Pathfinder (surprised they didn't total it). Fortunately I didn't get hurt. Went to Mexico for work (again), came back, got sick, missed a lot of running, got back into it, applying for a new job (same place different BS), and here we are again.
I ran the Shamrock Race today. I love that course. It's fast, but has a challenging run up Broadway for mile 2 and then up 6th to Barbur on mile 3. It was a balmy 42 degrees at the start. I kept the pace in control for the first mile and came through in 6:35. I charged up Broadway through the second mile in about 6:25 and then cruised mile 3 to save up some energy for the final 2 mile sled run into the finish. Assuming the mile markers were in the correct position, Charlie and I pushed the last 2 miles in under 12 minutes. I wasn't going to let him beat me. Never again. I guess it's that Irish Pride that Bob had, and now it's coming out in me even though I'm not really Irish. I guess if the man who was your father for 30+ years had Irish Pride some of it was bound to rub off on me.
Hopefully I'll hear about the new job next week one way or the other. I'm hoping I get it even though I know life will get more (different) stressful than it is now. At least I'll be making 6 figures for that level of stress.
One week to Monterey and Arroyo Grande!!! Can't wait to take a break from the madness of work.