Well, I was planning on 12 miles today, which would get me to 30 miles this week. So much for that plan.
I went out to lunch w/ some friends from work (italian restaurant, had a calzone) and then to the movies. Then directly to the gym for my run.
My legs felt fine, my breathing was great. Unfortunately, I think the calzone was waaaaay too cheesy for a pre-run meal, even with 3+ hours between it and my run. I barely managed to get through an hour run and was on the verge of puking the whole time.
So I end the week at 23 miles. oy.