Has it gotten to the point yet (can it really ever) to where it’s passe, redundant, or simply monotonous to mention anything about the frigid temperatures we’ve been facing this winter? I didn’t think so either….It was DAMN COLD this morning! All the better reason to abbreviate this morning’s edition of The Captain’s Cove in anticipation of the juice we’ll need for our legs when the northshore’s honor is on the line tomorrow night at the inaugural Crazy Ivan. Despite halving the regularly scheduled 10k to a 5k, YHC knew I would be pushed to the brink with the rest of the PAX consisting of members of F3 Northshore’s “8 minute mile club.” After all guys, I’m not really a runner…
We quite quickly rolled off countorama/namorama, and with expedited efficiency we prayed a plainly direct prayer of appreciation and were off. Instead of the regular route, we just went the length of lakeshore dr. and back. T claps to Ei who eventually hung back for the slow mosier among us (I won’t mention any names), and tried his hardest to run slowly enough to stay with him. Great run this morning guys, and an even better run tomorrow night! (hopefully with Butt Splice and Backdraft among us)
