Today I went to the track on campus to do intervals. I was going to swim, but it looked like some swim camp or something was going on. Damn kids.
Anyway I did my sprints, which given my innate pokiness is a very generous use of the term, and I felt pretty OK. Then my did my 3-minute bursts, which are supposed to be like 70% of maximum effort. I was getting in one and a half laps in 3 minutes, my perceived sloth hurting my ego. When I was done, I checked the sign again. Apparently a mile is roughly 3.5 laps. So I was doing like 6:30 miles, and not pushing it all out. I am now very excited about the 4K on July 4.
After I got home, I took the dogs for a mile or so walk. Here's a mindfulness exercise for you: when you walk, try to keep both feet perfectly straight. Take your normal stride, just don't turn your feet out. Try to feel where on your foot you are impacting the ground, and what's the last place to touch earth when you step. Is the same on both the right and left foot?
My second chiropractic visit went well, really just one vertebra stuck forward a little (C5 for those of you scoring at home). But I was definitely breathing better when I left, and I can get my arms up to my head without burning agony in my shoulders.
Breakfast: Yogurt and granola with fresh strawberries and blueberries
Lunch: Grilled veggie burrito from Qdoba.
Dinner: Two Morningstar Farms Chik Patties on whole wheat english muffins
Snacks: Granola bar, chocolate chip cookie
Drinks: OJ, 2 20-oz waters, a 16-oz gatorade, and some a Killian's Irish Red.