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Sunday morning samba

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Closed out the running for the week with a long one in the 2:20 range, I'll call it 20. Ran the 17 mile out Cedar Lane to 60th and back on Lindsey. I was really full from a late dinner and sluggish but after a few miles and a pit stop, I felt decent and chugged along, concluding with a couple uptempo miles and a dip in the apartment pool. For brunch afterward, I hit Cafe do Brasil in downtown OKC for a change of pace and then caught the Best of Fest Short Films at the OKCMOA. The selection of films was pretty wide ranging and I'm not sure I liked the 2 Okie productions at all, very reliqious and disturbing. I really want to see Wayne Coyne's Christmas on Mars but have no idea when I'll get a chance again.
Also of note is that I got another batch of beer in the fermenter. I'm going to hope for a decent ESB, the rest is up to the powers that be and the yeast. Overall, a good week of training, I'm going to start up a little more 10k pace stuff before long for the push towards the Brookhaven Run. I'm having trouble envisioning myself getting in the marathon tempo work if I do the Chicago marathon but we'll see and at least I can try coming from a different angle than before Boston.
I am sort of scanning every horizon for the fall, not sure if a coaching job is going to come my way along with a change of location or if I'll be subbing, studying, and coaching at NHS or something. So many possibilities and no idea where to play my cards...

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