I will be thinking about all those doing the 6ft track race this weekend. It's a great thing to train and prepare and then to go public, so to speak. It shows amazing guts to put it on the line like that. Win, lose or draw just the fact that you all take a risk is, for mine, what makes you special.
Not much to say with my training today so I'll leave you with a cute running joke.
Two gas company servicemen, a senior training supervisor and a young trainee, were out checking meters in a suburban neighborhood. They parked their truck at the end of the alley and worked their way to the other end. At the last house a woman looking out her kitchen window watched the two men as they checked her gas meter. Finishing the meter check, the senior supervisor challenged his younger coworker to a foot race down the alley back to the truck to prove that an older guy could outrun a younger one. As they came running up to the truck, they realized the lady from that last house was huffing and puffing right behind them. They stopped and asked her what was wrong. Gasping for breath, she replied "When I see two gas men running as hard as you two were, I figured I'd better run too!"