A.M. 12 miles total. 5 with Benjamin. He is more or less back to full health after catching a minor cold earlier. Nevertheless he tried to use that cold as an excuse to not participate in his on-the-run Russian lesson. His attitude about Russian is maturing, though, as he is beginning to realise that it will likely be the language he will speak when he goes on a mission. He is at the point where he is able to hold a meaningful conversation, although he still has a lot of seriously gaping holes in his knowledge. Of course, those holes are gaping to me because I am a native speaker. By the way, if anybody wants a free on-the-run Russian lesson, I'll be happy to teach it to you. Thanks to our politics of not shooting for the stars, both figuratively and literally, Russian fluency is now required by NASA if you want to be in the space program. Contact me to make the arrangements.
I did a tempo yesterday, but I found myself in a situation where I knew could catch Sarah if I ran 2 miles at sub-6:00. I could not resist the temptation and figured a nice marathon pace or so effort would be good for my training. So I ran 2 miles in 11:32. First mile in 5:52, that was an honest marathon pace effort, then 90 through the obstacle quarter, and then Sarah was within my sight and I had to show off. We've been married almost 15 years (Nov 29th is the anniversary) and had seven children together, but I still cannot help but show off in some way to impress her when I get a chance. It is subconscious. So I picked it up and ran 84, 83, 83 which gave me 5:40 for the last mile.
P.M. 2 miles. Again felt motivated in the last quarter and ran it in 80.