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Hump Day at McNellie's

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Wednesday was an eventful one. To start, Jordan and I undertook a little more daring workout venture. THe workout was a 6 mile tempo run then a jog to the track and an 800,600,400,200 at 5k pace. I surprisingly felt decent when we started the tempo and assumed I would only feel better as the workout went on. However, the tempo proved to be a little tough by the last mile although I just more or less maintained 5:30s throughout despite some miles with slick turns or some strait down a flat road. The mile or so jog over to the track left us pretty soaked as the humidity was quite high. I always have trouble changing gears so I just pretty much progressed into the 800 in 2:29 and then was able to take off a couple seconds per 400 for the next repeats. Jordan was way out front as this is clearly the most glaring example of our inherent abilities. The track work left my legs feeling a little more responsive but by the time I got home, I was definitely a little depleted. A Gu might be a good idea in the future for something like this?
In the afternoon, I headed up to OKC for a stop at 2 brew shops and 3 different bike shops with my buddy Doug. By the time we made it downtown, I was in dire need of a beer and in that we were headed for McNellie's, I could not have been more appropriately recieved. $3 burger night and 4 pints (Marshall IPA being my fave) made the evening stretch out a bit and I begrudgingly sacked the evening slog when I got home.
Right now, I feel stretched a tad thin, so I'm looking at some recovery in the next few days and hopefully I will feel like I'm absorbing the training a little better by this weekend. Headed to T-town this weekend for a short stay to celebrate Johnny Mullholland's 26th.

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