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Alburque séance

There are a lot of things that pass through my head on any given run, in fact scenarios probably get more bizarre the more miles I'm doped up on. This little voyage to the desert has been a really enjoyable time, made better by the number of friends who have passed through, were already posted up here, or who are in the process of getting things set up here. There's a definite attraction to the "altitude effect" which I'm going to suggest is both real and percieved. We've done a pretty good job, Jerry and I, of setting ourselves up for the best training we can manage for three weeks and having that little glimmer of belief that the altitude will help play a roll. I really am pretty over the fact that THIS is an altitude destination, I think it's a great place to train because of the venues available, the low humidity, and the availibility of quality beer in a 5 block radius. There's also an appropriate level of eccentric behavior and other recreational folks, albeit some pretty odd cyclist characters on the bosque.

As of this morning, we seem to be on our own for the remainder of our longer sessions. We did 10x 3' w/ 2' recovery. This was an extension from a couple weeks back doing 8 reps and we were able to run significantly faster this time around. The plan for Jerry and I is to continue meeting up weekly for a workout like this, a marathon pace run, a long run, or possibly an EPIC long run throughout the next few months. I figure we can definitely push each other and help keep this momentum. I have been doing some thinking and am pretty sure that I will do Chicago come October.

Now, maybe it was all the fermented beverages I absorbed last night sitting out under a bright moon on the summer solstice, but a pact was made between the Scotts. Jerry is no help in this wager and I'm pretty certain no one else is either. The Big Texan is now situated equidistant between us and will have to be reckoned with at some time, not so far away.

And now I encourage you to suggest an explanation for this photo, may the naysayers step forward. I will say I was not under the influence of any popular recreational drug at this point, and no it's not glamour shots:

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