Scattered

I wanted to be running by 8:30 am at the latest, preferably by 7:30.  Not today.  I just couldn't seem to get out the door.  Once I did, I didn't fair much better.  I went by my coffee stop.  Definitely needed the coffee, so headed back.  Passed several gas stations, but I figured I'd wait for the one that's usually the cheapest.  Well, when I got there, they were out of everything except the highest grade and diesel.  So, I turned back again.

I finally made it to Bradbury by 9, where I discovered I'd left my Garmin home.  Well, at least I'm familiar enough with all the routes I'd take that I could figure a mileage for whatever I ran.  Still, my wrist felt a little naked and I can't tell you how many times I looked at it.

I missed the Scuffle, ran the Breaker as a recovery run (of sorts), but really want to race the Bruiser.  Not in that I am looking to win my age group or beat any one person, but...I was less than a minute from breaking two hours last year.  I think I can do that, especially given how I felt at the Beast Run.  So, I was going to do 8ish miles of the Bruiser with an uptempo pace.  However, given my morning and lack of Garmin, I switched my game plan.  I just ran.  And took pictures.  And had one of those runs where your mind runs, too.  I definitely had a running dialogue with myself.  It was good.  I'll add some pictures tomorrow (well, today; it's after 3 am...sleep, I miss you).