Not really, just jammed to Neil Young this morning and heard that line in his live version of the the song, "A man needs a maid". I am getting kinda nervous about the 5k this weekend. Don't know why, training has gone pretty well. Heat should break by this weekend. I've cut back on my runs, and even the speedwork this morning.
Ran from the house to the track, but WH wasn't running so did the road in front of the HS, instead. Made up a workout to try and get a feel for race pace. Two and a half mile warmup, then 4 x 200 meters at R pace. Little quick, but felt comfortable. 200 meter recovery. 2 x 400 meter at race pace. These came in 2 seconds to quick. 1 x 800 meter at race pace, again 4 seconds to quick. Must be the reduced mileage this week and it actually seemed cooler this morning. Not as cool as yesterday, though.
Pulled out my race bib from my last decent 5k, Octoberfest. Ran a 19:22, but caved on mile 2. If EB hadn't come back on my shoulder it would have been worst. Splits were ugly, 6:06, 6:26, 6:15, :33. Mentally tough, I'm not. Need to concentrate on maintaining mile 2 and pushing to the finish, pacman style. Not the ex-Titans loser, but the old video game from the 80's.
I'll obsess over what to wear. Singlet or shirtless? Could wear my Striders Pace team singlet with the Southwest logo, just 'cuz its Jill's favorite airline. Also, need to decide which glasses and whether or not to wear a bandana. Decisions, decisions, no time to worry about the race, except for mile 2. That's the toughest one for me.