Part of my super duper macho plan to go sub 1:23 in the BK next month involves kicking ass and taking names - actually that's like the entire plan. Typically with a plan as dynamic as this I just go about my typical routine of being awesome and such, and don't really put in the work to actually get things done. This time is going to be a little different. I'm actually going to do stuff and stuff. So with that in mind I decided to do 15 on Saturday. I didn't quite get there, and coming out of the Park I was pretty much donezo, but got some water and some Gatorade and managed to make it home without death.
Here's the first part of the run:
Then Nike+ got sweat in it and stopped working so I had to start a new run for the last 3+. I kept telling myself that I was dropping hammers, but when I actually looked at the time it appears no hammers were dropped at all.