For starters, my name, The Red Kenyan, is dripping with irony.
This blog is a document of one average runner's struggle with the marathon, and distances beyond.
Friday, December 11, 2009
7 1/2 Mile Negative Split
This morning I finally got my ass out the door. D accompanied me for the first 2 miles and then I was on my own. I guess it was a combination of guilt and feeling great, that made me run more miles. I ran 7.5 miles and averaged a sub 8:00/mile. I was happy. Shocked, but happy.