Black Monday

Ran 6.5 minutes. Left hamstring is done.

After realizing that and when I got enough angry, I took my Black Thunder (a pathetic bike that was recreated after it was found in two pieces on Route 29) on the road for an hour tour. I tried to keep HR at least at the aerobic threshold. In the hills (which we have plenty) I got close to anaerobic levels. Consequently, I was able to reduce my anger/disappointment to half. But nothing changes the fact that my already fading self-assurance is soon vanished and a small dream of hitting Heartbreak Hill may not realize. This Monday sucks!