I hate the Counting Crows with a passion (had to say it. They're on the radio right now and I'm looking at this as an exercise in endurance to listen to it all the way through. Holy fuck, what's with this vocalist? Is it simply the fact that he has this unrelenting, pleading faux-desperation over everything, or is it the fact that the music behind him is more dispassionate than a bible meeting in Akron and that makes the sound of him having any emotion whatsoever appear just plain stupid? Fuck, they are just horrendous. I'm glad Courtney Cox broke his whiny heart.)
Anyway, I got in 8 today. Very cold (16 degrees.) Started at 7:25, went down to a few 6:23's and then a 6:08. Felt easy simply because I was trying to stay warm by running faster to avoid death.
Tomorrow we do tempo work. 11 with 5 at 1/2 marathon pace.
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