I don’t get bored watching the tube

but holy bejesus, the Olympics are KILLING me.

They're on so, so late, and there's so much filler, and for REAL, what was that indoor cycling velodrome thing the other day? WHY?

I mean. I was super gung-ho about the whole deal before it started. I don't think I realized it was going to air until midnight every single day, and that NBC would stretch out all the good stuff so I was forced to not get enough sleep by staying up way past my bed time everydayeverydayeveryday.

Rude.

And the men's marathon is being aired here at, like, 3 or 4 am Sunday.

That's really early.
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For the first time in, like, 2 months, I've been following my PFTW.

Since I started tapering for Seattle (BACK IN JUNE), I kind of took my training schedule as a suggestion. Was I tired? Eh, let's skip that run. Does my shin feel wonky? Maybe. Adios, speedwork. Too hot out? Later, gator, long run.

It did not make for an easy return to 800's last night.

I did them, and I didn't die (clearly, but it was questionable for a few minutes....). Glancing back through my plan, it looks like my 800 pace now is a bit faster than it was the last time I was told to do them.

Not fun. Not fun a tiny bit.

1 mile warm up, 6x800 @ 8:40 pace, 400 RI, 1/2 mi cool. Actual intervals: 8:42, 8:42, 8:42, 8:36, 8:36, 8:30. 

It felt really, really hard. REALLY HARD. I know, I know, speed work is not supposed to be easy. But man. It wasn't a good time to be me. Also, my quads feel sleepy. Is that a thing?

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Do you know where I snagged the title of this blog today? No? Google tells me (shocker!) it's a Lemonheads song!

This is relevant today (I mean, don't be confused, Evan is relevant every.day.ever), because rumor has it, a fall tour is being announced any moment.

Well, that was the rumor yesterday. Which prompted a flurry of emails amongst a small group of people, typed entirely like this:

OMG DID YOU SEE THIS??!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maybe a little overkill on the caps and !!!!. Maybe.

I don't want to brag or anything (lies, I kind of do), but Evan and I are pretty chummy, thanks to the Twitter machine.

Oh, hey there, Becka.

Man, I love the internet.

Three Things Thursday

1. 6x800's last night. I loathe 800's. My warm up mile took me over 13 minutes. I'm not exaggerating when I say it sucked. But then the 800's happened, and I told my legs to just go, and... they did. Shocking. 1 mi warm up, 6x800 @ 4:40 (9:20 pace), cool down to 7 miles total. Actual: 1.1 warm up, 4:25, 4:27, 4:28, 4:28, 4:28, 4:13, 1.4 cool down. So, that was done.

2. Tonight we're going to Kindergarten Round Up for Gabby. I have no idea what this is. I have to go alone - kids not allowed (bah), and The H is working. I hope it's not as terrible as the Mother Daughter Tea Party that I attended Tuesday, wherein we discussed #2 and the Bridge to Puberty. Has anyone taken their daughter on a weekend trip to celebrate crossing the Bridge to Puberty? Anyone?

3. #1 ran a timed mile in PE. As you all know, she's pretty much a natural talent at this running nonsense. She's placed every 5k she's run.

I know.

Anyway. 6:19 mile. You know. No big deal.