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when I run, when I run like a bandit

As it stands, we are 3weeks out from the marathon and things are going alright. This week I pulled through a funk early on and then felt pretty good throughout the remainder. The weather has been a challenge but mentally and physically but it's probably best this way as we will no doubt encounter some less than perfect race day conditions. On Friday and Saturday, I basically shaped my training around coffee drinking sessions, which was everything I hoped it would be. Finally, Sunday marked the inaugural Redbud Classic bandit workout. On this years installment, Jordan was part of the show to see how a truly well-managed Oklahoma race is conducted. Other than 30 mph sustained wind and 40mph gusts, weather was great and we managed to tack on 2 miles just before the race in 11:0X then ran the 10k in ~32:45 with something like 16:45/16 splits. It was a session that left us feeling pretty good, not all out, and ready for whatever this week holds. This is really going to be the last 14 days of quality workouts, so I will probably just focus on a couple marathon pace efforts, one within a long run and something a little faster. I haven't set up any make-or-break type of workout, and I'm short in the long run department, but I'm a little fresher than previous training blocks so we'll see whether there is some residual strength from long runs past. Plus, let us not forget that I've got the wise and crafty veteran moniker on my side.
In other news, we have confirmation on a James E. Mcnellie's Pub going in on Main St. in Norman. This is great news, but it's also going to make it harder for me to get my own public house off the ground. The owners of this group are some savvy folks and it's great to see the rapid upgrade, relatively speaking (compared to how long it had sat idle) of the downtown Norman area.

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a mcnellie's confirmation already?
i need more info

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