There's nothing like a brisk jog to start a crisp winter morning! A warm sun, friends at my side (Scott and Chuck), and, after a few kilometers, the threat of vomit. I've been swimming almost weekly since September, but this was my first run for something other than the bus, and after 3k I didn't feel like the champ that had trotted onto the street a few minutes earlier.
I've learned from reading Steve (my new hero in the blogosphere) that the compared measurements of time/distance are called 'splits' AND that 'negative splits' mean you're doing each lap faster than the one before it – which is apparently a good thing.
That said, here are my splits:
- K 1: 4.39
- K 2: 4.37
- K 3: 4.42
- K 0.5: 2.42
TOTAL: 3.5k and intense nausea in only 16.45!
1 comment:
I'm impressed! That's crazy awesome. You guys are going to be the fittest fits around.
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