I have actually been getting my ass out of bed early on saturdays for our group long runs. These days "long" means five or six miles for me, but hey it's all good. Unfortunately I am running over 11 minute miles. How the heck did I run a half-marry at 10:14 pace a month ago and now I am running over 11 minute miles for a five mile run? It better be the snow.
I'll find out soon enough as next Sunday I descend upon land of sunshine and giant rodents for a week of pretending to be an oceanographer. As much as I love winter, I am excited to be warm and run in shorts.
But before I get to Florida, I must get through my oral exams on Friday. I am soooo looking forward of three hours of being grilled on fluid mechanics. So there might not be much in the way of training this week as I freak out and cram (while trying to finish my conference poster - which is why I need the stupid arrow).
So I'm not going to lie - if I can find willing partners in crime down in Orlando, there will be some celebrating of the end of two months of prepping for this exam by showing off my fluid mechanics mastery. So, we'll see if I get up early enough to run...
(Ah, the black and tan! A fine example of a stratified flow! It's just like a lake or the ocean!)