Not to be confused with crack baby.
The snow finally melted off the track. To avoid having to run with the high school kids after work, I decided a lunch time track workout was in order. My plan was to do an easy warm up and then a ladder -- 400, 800, 1200, 800, 400. Easy peasy.
Except. Running slowly through snow and ice for 8 months (yes, 8 months, that's how long winter was) does not prepare you for running quickly at the track. During the first 400 I thought my lung might just explode out of my chest. New plan: let's do four 400's and call it good. Apparently I need to warm up to track season.
So I'm back from my lunch time quicky. Debating about whether to just stay in my running clothes for the rest of the day. I don't have any appointments scheduled for the afternoon and I'm planning on running again after work anyways . . . disgusting I know, but much more comfortable than changing back into a suit.