"I can make the runner stumble..."

I admit it, I have '80s cheese on my running playlist. I had a good run this morning (4-ish miles), and it was warm enough at 5 a.m. that I could run in short sleeves. Always a plus in November in my book. I felt good when I was done until I remembered advice received by my ultramarathoner when he was but a high-school freshman:

"If it felt good," [Coach] said, squinting like Clint Eastwood, "you didn't push hard enough. It's supposed to hurt like hell."

Oh well.

Bonus running tonight: I took the 7-year-old to soccer practice and then found out it was "moms against kids." I guess it wasn't 45 minutes of pure sprinting, but it kinda felt like it. (Don't ask who won.)