~4.5 miles @ ~9 min/mi

At 8am I begin my three laps around the parking lot perimeter in the opposite direction to my usual habit. Orange cones and sawhorses to block traffic are already being set up for a fundraiser-charity race to be held at 10am. "Are you running later?" a guard asks me. "No, this is all I can handle!" I reply. Torn-up sidewalk squares, bare rebar awaiting a concrete layer, require a detour onto grass. Friend Christina and her husband Bill wave on their way in to work. Laps: 14:47 + 12:39 + 11:36.

^z - 2010-11-14