Hurrying...again

Another last-minute-just-to-get-it-in entry brought to you courtesy of another late night in the layout chair at work. Not much excitement to report anyway, but just as a heads up, most of the rest of this week's entries will be hurried efforts at the end of a long night.

On the running front, this morning's fartlek went pretty well and spanned 11 miles, which was covered in just over 71 minutes, including 25 minutes worth of hard running. The afternoon jaunt was a rather slow four-mile affair, completed in precisely 28 minutes and 30 seconds, giving me 15 miles on the day.

The plan for tomorrow is a medium long run or a recovery day, depending on beat up I'm feeling come the morning. I have a massage scheduled for 10 a.m., which will hopefully help flush some of the junk out of my legs.

Other than that, not much else to report. Position players reported to Spring Training today, but no Manny till March 1. Like everyone else in Red Sox Nation, I'm not surprised - or worried, for that matter. Let Manny be Manny.

OK, time to go home and get some rest. Hopefully something a bit more insightful tomorrow. G'night all.

Quote of the day:

I viewed every marathon as a test of my manhood. It wasn't enough for me to win the race. I wanted to bury the other guys.
- Alberto Salazar