Well, unless of course you are an order of magnitude kinda girl (which we fluid mechanicists typically are), in which case both are equal to 10^1.
So for like the billionth week in a row, my long run was only five miles. I have been trying not to up my distance too fast, but at some point I need to up just a little probably...
Otherwise that is going to be 13 miles of pain on March 21st...
I was going to run outside this morning but after a lovely foray into the 30s, the temps were in the negatives again so I roughed it out on the treadmill. My friend Mary happened to be on the treadmill next to me, so we made sure neither of us wussed out.
The worst part of my run? Well, I started it watching Scrubs (I heart Zach Braff - seriously I am so predictable with my crushes on nice Jewish boys - I blame it on being from Newton, home of the Fig Newton, Heartbreak Hill, and classmates who mostly went to Hebrew school instead of CCD like me).
Anyway all was fine and dandy.
Then Scrubs ended.
And "I'm gonna git you sucka" came on.
I don't like to change the TV station while running.
So I was forced to watch 20 minutes of the Wayan Brothers.
As if running on the treadmill wasn't torture enough...
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