From my brother, I hear that “Dad is quite happy that they fixed the Spirit rover problem. He keeps putting different pictures of Mars on their computer.” My dad is so cute.
So I came in early this morning to verify a piece of code for Gavin, who said yesterday that he needed it by 10 a.m. But he just now got to work (right as I was finishing the verification) and said we don’t need it today. Sigh. I can’t complain too much, because at least I have something to do. I guess I’m more annoyed by the fact that I have to go to the post office, and I didn’t go this morning because they weren’t open before when I thought I needed to be here at work. Now I’ll have to go at lunchtime, which will take longer. Ah well. The post office and I have been arguing for the past few days about when they should be open versus when they are actually open.
Last night Buzz and I went for an 11 mile run–one lap of the Gilruth trail followed by the large loop around the perimeter of the space center. We finished in 1:45, which I couldn’t wrap my head around. 11 miles in 1:45 is less than 10 minutes a mile, and yet we were chatting away the entire run without much effort. It didn’t add up. So after scarfing down some Quizno’s, I drove the route that we’d run and it turns out that the perimeter of the center, which we thought was almost 8 miles, was actually only 6.8. So we did a total of about 9.7 miles, for about a 10:50 per mile pace. Much more reasonable! As cool as it would have been to have done sub-10:00 miles, I know I’m not to that point yet. In fact, the run yesterday wore me out. I am tired today, and the back of my knee still aches. But this was the longest run I’ve done since the half, and is the longest I’ll do before I run another half on the 15th. I’m ready for it. And Buzz is ready for the full marathon. Hooray.
We are both looking forward to shifting gears to get ready for the Danskin triathlon in June though. The biking and swimming will keep us in shape, but give our poor tortured bodies a break from all the high-impact running. That will be lovely, and I’m sure my knees will like me better for it.
I’m supposed to have another soccer game this weekend, the first in a month. But it’s also supposed to pour down rain this afternoon, which is bad news for soccer. Yes, even though it’s not till Sunday, because the fields around here stay so swampy because everything’s so flat.
I get to go to Kinko’s after work today to make copies of the entry form for our 5k. Woohoo! We have five people signed up, and three of them are me, Jason, and Ron. Oh well. I’m just pumped that we have two people who I don’t know already signed up. I feel confident that more people will sign up as we get closer to race day (April 3). In the meantime, if anyone out there wants to sign up, you can do so here. If you don’t actually want to run, you can still sign up and consider it a $15 donation to Yuri’s Night Houston.
And thus ends my plug for the day.